Sorry, I guess I forgot how to count.

Five, seventeen, Mac, PC, J. G. Wentworth....

Hooray for creative counting?

Actually that's the number of comments on my last few entries.

Only CPK said anything about my failed poetry (thanks, man).

I know you know the password. I have told you all before.

Argh. Ze phone hath disrupted ze Twitter and now I be speaking garbled half-English.

Damn phone.

I picked up a school paper but sadly it didn't have what I was looking for.

Boo, school paper.

WHITE SCREEN OF LOADING DEATH.

Or maybe 'white loading screen of death'. I'm not all that sure.

This bandaid on my finger is making it mildly difficult to type.

Negative pictures here. My bangs are above my eyes and it's a strange feeling 'cause I keep reaching up to brush them out of my eyes from habit and there's nothing but air...

During Lunch Varsha and I looked at the old yearbooks and had a good laugh.

Fun stuff.

End of random rambling entry.

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I have followers on Twitter, which is slightly creepy but interesting because I don't know any of these people and I'm not exactly sure why they like the random crap I continually spew out.

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Yes, I finally uploaded those pictures.

I've had worse delays...

Here's Sophia attempting to be cool and failing miserably.


Accidental photo of Alice's and Varsha's legs.


We hid Sophia's shoe under this car because Nayana was barefoot and she said the ground was warm so everyone but me and Alice immediately bent down to touch the pavement. It was funny. Then Sophia took her shoe off to see if it made a difference and walked somewhere so it seemed like a great opportunity...


Guess which pair of legs is Sophia's?


Cute mini banana bread.


We hid Angie's and Varsha's backpacks and the one locker Angie didn't open was the one that had her backpack in it.


Lit. teacher's "horse" with a man and some... scenery.

It has an udder!

My brother is being a pain in the ass because he apparently needs to work on some project. EVERY TIME I'M ON THE COMPUTER, I SWEAR. Ugh.

Those poems are still waiting to be viewed by those who know the password or are worthy of it.

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Be it extremely emotional, controversial, messed up, or whatever, this entry has been password protected.

If you know it, enter it; or, ask me for it.

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Indeed, I have the technology to use nanopixels.

Marvel at my brilliance. And heck, give me money.

Money is good. :)

I have a few pictures from the party, and my Lit. teacher's hilarious depiction of one of Robert Frost's poems. That is definitely worth seeing.

Also, nobody told me if I posted those poems. Or, for that matter, whether anybody actually wants to see them.

This could possibly be attributed to the fact that only two people three commented on my last entry. (Lost/CPK/lazypuppy)

In the near future I'll try and make an entry with visible pictures. :P

Four days max of DC left... and then graduation... :/

-Sadness-

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Okay, so lazypuppy says I didn't post the poems. Guess I'll post them in a protected entry (so no one will steal them!). You know the password.

Bleh music, cute guy!

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I'm going to assume I didn't win that contest, mostly because I never got an email or anything about it.

Somebody's stupid free form piece about their culture or some other crap probably won.

[Can you tell that I absolutely detest that stuff?]

I can't remember if I posted the poems I wrote for the contest. If I didn't, tell me and I'll put them up.

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So, according to Nayana (whose birthday party I attended today), I had two boyfriends in sixth grade.

Weird...

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