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shoes: i love you, you are new and shiny and comfortable.
rain: die! you seek to ruin my comfy shoes!..........bitch

don't you think that rain is a girl. tables are boys. speakers = boys. etc. O yes, i think about these things. Email me (jelena_58@hotmail.com), so i know that someone's reading this, and so i know you're crazy just like me and think that inanimate objects have a gender.

today sucked some serious monkey butt. I thought it was a day 1, so i didn't have any of my day 2 binders or homework (that still sits undone on my desk) with me. Mr. Mitchell got mad, and stuck his fanny pack out at me. Silly him, with his odd little fanny pack...it's like he's trying to hide something. And i sucked up to Ms. Price cause i thought i had english. A waste of nice-ness. I felt bad in science, cause i couldn't study, but then i focused my energy on planning Doug's demise. He shot me with a paper bomb-thing. Civics doesn't matter, it's all textbook work. And there's a guy who sits near me, whose jokes i laugh at, even though they're not funny. Stupid me.

phone. damn phone.
don't think for a second that you've seen the last of me.

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