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Tuesday, November 20, 2007 2:08 PM

Girls don't like boys girls like cars and money

My mum ate my heart shaped cookie. I am semi pissed off. Well at least druce is still going to get an elephant and part of a bear's head.
Just look at me, i'm the epitome of, retarded.

On a rather irrelevant note, jan loves leaving things behind at my place. Since the early days of sec 1&2. It was socks most of the time and now, i'm safe keeping her beaded bracelet. Cris is back, three cheers.

Welllllcome to the holidays, ;)


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