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Monday, October 5, 2009 || 1:57 PM HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT there was a GIGANTIC MOTHER FUCKING SPIDER AT LUNCH TODAY. it was under lauren's chair. O: think like, daddy long leg big, but fatter, darker brown, and a little shorter legs. i almost died. ;___; of course, they use my psych book to kill it. greattttttttttt. so i sanitized it. : D but fuck, it was crazy. XOXO, ashley |
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Friday, September 4, 2009 || 6:52 PM i've decided, english is a joke. i honestly have no want to put effort into this class. there's no reason for me to. her outline and shit is basically mr. uehling and mr. pishkur's put together. her entire rule shit is both of theirs and uses the same course design. D< LAME. but yeah, that's all i've got to say. oh, well, i'm going to indiana beach tomorrow, and am going to see if i can get some teeshirts done~  |
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Sunday, August 23, 2009 || 1:44 PM tomorrow is my first gold day, guys. our school colors are maroon and gold, so we've got days split up into maroon and gold. the year always starts out with maroon, which was wednesday, but there was a tornado wednesday, so thursday, a gold day, was cancelled. i've got all my easy classes this day. :/ BUT, tomorrow will be super easy, 'cause it's basics and rules and shit, but i've got homework, so eh. this week is also a gold week, since last was maroon. this just means the first day of the week is either maroon or gold, hence the "week" color and majority of days of same classes. i made/edited a new myspace layout. it's a default, but i'm IN LOVE with it. totemo. <3 Labels: myspace, personal, school |
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make me immortal with a kiss This space is for your profile. Mmm, perhaps you can tell them how you have a BAD HAIR DAY every other day, how your best friend started to talk like a Valley Girl, how you wished art ought to be banned from school, or you'd wish to have a mom as cool as LADY GAGA. You'd go to school in a bubble dress, and strut down the hallways as the basketball hotties gawk at how awesome you look. Make your profile as lame, unrealistic, stupid as you want. You can even say you're friends with a fat, immature man who lives on the rooftop of your house. Who claims he's the greatest at everything. It's YOUR blog, and tell them their criticism would be so not welcome. bolditalicunderline |