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Poetry - 23.01.05 Writing - 10.12.05      Older  � From the Heart  � Clairvoyant Elegy  � For the Ghosts of Our Time      Newer  � The Art of Cooking With Turnips  � Radical Dreamer  � Mystery in Red  � Cerulean Dust  � Emerald     nuTang  � Lauren  � ECHO  � Kevin  � Stephanie  � Syd  � Ciara  � Quint  � Rick  � Grace  � Jamie  � Maryann  � Bianca  � Teresa  � Tiffany  � EM.com  � Newgrounds  � Get your own Banana Guard today!  � Quizilla! (Ask if you want a link to mine.)  � Virtual Turntable  � Maddox  � Kefallaville  � Mr. Quach Welcome to Not Getting Run Over By A Forklift 101. For our first lesson we'll... ack! No. NO! What a terrible way to start the class! But aren't solar-powered vampires a bit impractical? Did you know I have somewhere around one hundred forty entires? The primary function of the United States Coast Guard (besides protecting the borders and patroling national waters) is to travel back in time and battle pirates! If wishes were squids, then beggars would write. With the ink, you see. The ink of SO MANY SQUIDS. "It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass." Subscribe to this to blog if you would like to be emailed whenever it is updated. | ..:Is It Really For The Best?:.. Thursday 6.3.04 11:30 pm Ah, school's out. It's refreshing, but a little sad. I devoted my entire day at school to running around and getting people's phone numbers so I could talk to them over the summer. Afterwards, I had a little mini end-of-the-year party in my room with six people. It was a little crowed, and Peter kind of stunk, but it was fun nonetheless. I'm nearly done with the Mists of Avalon and I'm going to start focusing on the Wheel of Time series. I was supposed to go to Borders at eight, but I forgot and Casey yelled at me for it. In other news, I finally did something right in Geometry. We got our Enlarge It! projects back today and I got an amazing 83/75! I would've asked Mrs. Dreyer why I got it, but I had to go home and cater to my friends. Oh, Ciara got splashed with bulmic acid by Mr. Quatch, so she smelled terrible when she walked into class. The air around her was beyond putrid and, to my dismay, she sat down a few seats away from me. Time to get some well deserved (just kidding) rest. Later, DS
8 Comments. wow yah. ditto. heeeey about that shirt thing....
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