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Tuesday, December 16, 2008 ‚ô•
ahh!

yay now. I failed it. It being History.
Tomorrow is English+Spanish+Bio day. Neways, so I am bored now. I'm sposed to be studying but I'm talking to the screen instead. Rarara! ok so I got out of school @ 12:15 today. Sposed to go get some community hours done with Ellie but piano got in the way...as usual. And mother couldn't pick me up( i mean she could but it'll take her 45 minutes!) so Kenny gave me a ride instead. I'm so muchas sorryass Ellie Daw I couldn't do the "thing" with you. We'll chill over break I swear. And make the matching tees we said we were gonna do. And plan out our whole "dance" plan...lol you know what I mean. And finally have Proto's like we planned about 3 weeks ago but never actually did it! And and and...etc.
I AM GOING TO CANADA NEXT WEEK!
Yeah I'm not like "excited" that I'm travelling 'cause of the whole air/motion sickness thing I get. But I'm joyed up that I'm leaving this boring town of Longmont! I would do anything to get outta the house. That includes taking the trash, checking the mail box like 50 times a day, walking my imaginary dog, walking past random strangers' houses...the list goes on.

@ 6:40 PM

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