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Wednesday, November 07, 2007 12:28 AM

today, the second last paper.
and it hasnt hit me.
i'm not excited.
i am so nervous about getting my results, and hopefully, i get anything but 27 points.

anyways, nicole and i saw the weirdest things today!
omg.
but, i'm not going to blog about it.
at least, not right now.
cant be bothered.
but it was super funny, and scary at the same time.
omg.
haha!

i'm going to do my hair again tomorrow.
the first thing i'm gonna do when i wake up.
go to the hairdresser and re-do my hair!
excited excited excited.
dont all girls get excited about pampering themselves?
manicures, pedicures, hair stuff.
whatever.

i need money to shop.
now that i'll be bored for the next 3 months.
need to shop.

ok.
tired.
toodles!
...

oasis
'stop the clocks and turn the world around. let your love lay me down. and when the night is over, there'll be no sound. lock the box and leave it all behind. on the backseat of my mind. and when the night is over, where will i rise?'

riot.
audrey
stephanie
crystal
laura
nicole
erin
mable

boxcar racer.
credits.
brush: funeralmonster. image:fakingfashion.
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