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| 07:29pm 15/11/2004 |
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mood:  exhausted music: egyptian
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im so tired.
basketball conditioning is killing me.
i wish math would dissapear.
im going to the caribbean in spring time. i think. cool shit.
wildwood is really overwhelming right now...like IN YOUR FACE...like ALL THE TIME
i dont know...i just feel kinda suffocated there sometimes
tomorrow i get to serve food to homeless people....its kool but tiring--oh well..good for a cheap easy self esteem boost.
maybe i'll take a mental health day soon. How sad though. That i need that. wildwood has like one full week of skool all year.
my new bus driver is a fatass...he has neck sausages...but they arent sausages they are like bratwurst sandwhiches. eww. and did i mention hes really FAT? please. for the sake of mankind. excersize.
But i saw Anthony Kiedis and a groupie at my bus stop @ 7 a.m. on a weekday morning. how random. |
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| 08:56pm 15/11/2004 |
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GARDENS AT MY BROTHERS COLLEGE
NEW YORK |
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