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    <title>I shot my cat from a cannon across the city for Tsunami relief!</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T20:28:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T20:28:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For $1 (which all proceeds go to Tsunaimi Relief) I put my persian cat in a cannon and fired her 10 miles into the city skyline. It was quite hysterical seeing a brown dot getting smaller and smaller in the distance. Well hopefully with the $1 the Tsumanieans can buy a McChicken or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue what it is about people falling that is so hysterical ( i mean mostly in movies) they usually show them getting smaller which just puts me on the floor everytime and they usually say "neeee-yahhhhh!"  I like when people cant escape inevitable danger. I like when people slip or slide into danger.  Although its one of the most disturbing images in movie history, when robert shaw slips for 5 minutes into the sharks mouth and hes kicking it, i find it quite amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like when people get mad and turn into creatures, or people turning into creatures in general is awesome. whats funnt about it is that its so unnecessary to turn into a creature. there is some movie (i used to think it was critters, but now i think otherwise)  where a guy cant get his tv to work, and hes in the back of the tv and the screwdriver cuts his hand and he goes "yaaaaaaaahhhhh"! and the camera shows a closeup of his mouth, then his eyes turning green  and he takes his shoes and throws them off and rips his clothes off and turns into a beast and runs amuck and eats everyone. classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please if anyone can make me a video montage of every movie wheere someone falls off a cliff, roof, bridge, building, anything. Just make it. Its even funnier when people fall off something and theyre already on fire and they land in flamable liquids that JUST HAPPEN to be at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear on the life of my pog collection that if I EVER GET THE OPPORTUNITY TO MAKE A MOVIE, I am going to make THE LONGEST most DRAWN OUT, DISTURBING death scene of all time. I was going to show a guys skin getting eaten piece by piece by fire ants while hes screaming, and its going to be 11 minutes long and the camera never cuts away.</content>
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    <title>Valentines Day...Here I Come!</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T20:08:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T20:08:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh tish! that was yesterday....:-(</content>
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    <title>CINDY RETURNS! BIG UPDATES!</title>
    <published>2004-11-09T22:10:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-09T22:10:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HELLO JOURNAL LAND! Its me! Cindy Freedmyer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost i need to apologize to journal land for not getting updates. I took a new leash on life and began going in a different direction as far as my life was headed. Lets start with 8 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--After the last semsester i went to my father and i told him i am quitting school for 6 months to join this group called "Promises of Yesteryear Chapter 6".  We were a group of athiast colonials who traveled across seas seeking alternative energy sources. My dad did not approve. He said "Son, i dont know if i agree with you treking off with these so called pilgrams looking for hippie dippie ways of solving the earths organic problems."  I told him it was more for me than anything else. He raised questions such as "Well what about your schooling? What about that peanut butter and Jam festival in Smyrna? You want to break tradition?"  Sure enough..we financed enough money for me to get a backpack and a canteen of ovaltine and i was off for 6 months in maryland. A whole nother world i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Time Flew by, We camped upon the hills, spoke to nature and sure enough plenty of work had to be done. We treked the foothills day by day, digging and searching. We did however find a plant capable of fueling a small engine liner from here to buffalo springfield.  Our leaders name was Gene Snitsky. He was a tyrannical man who never cleansed himself. he smelled very bad. his excuse was "the discovery of inorganic alternative energy sources will be enough to cleanse my soul, hygene is for mexicans".&lt;br /&gt;I returned in mid october, ready to come back to school and get a fresh start on life yet again. I am happy that karen elk is no longer my roomate. I was excited to find out who my new roomate would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----I know theyre are no pets allowed in the dorms but i couldnt help but adopt this adorable pug poodle bred dog. i named him after my favorite stuffed animal "Dr. McScruples"  I moved in the dorm safely.  I bought an upside down pineapple sponge surprise cake to welcome my new roomate. Little did i know that my roomate Hiedenreich is a 6'2 dike with spiked hair like billy idol and she came in with a huge gang she likes to call her "faction"  the gang barged in first. they all look like re creation of hair bands from the 1980's, clad with leather belts, jackets and the whole 7 yards. the gang of goons barged in first making a clear aisle way for their leader.  I gave her a chance by presenting the cake to her and shouting "Happy new year!".  She gazed at me and her enterage of people stepped aside. She grabbed me by my shaw, pulled me up to her face and cocked a switchblade at my throat and said in a crackly mans voice ".....Cake?....you best step back twinkle tits and muthafuckin realize who you messin with...this is my gang...were called..!SKULL TOOTH!..say hello to...Layfield, Hirokio,Rico,Helms,Snitsky,and bob.  they preceeded to play air guitar to the twisted sister song. "were not gonna take it, NO we aint gonna take it, were not gonna take it anyyymore..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---I voted on November 3 and i was the first one in line. they were running late so i took an index card and put a check mark on it and slipped it under the door of the elementary school. Should be good to go. Go Dukakis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Halloween came and went like a batch of aunt Stephanies ol cranberry tart slices.   I was a trout for  halloween and i gave out candy to the little ones. they were appreciative even though no one could tell what i was. oh well, theres always next year eh..  well i gotta get going, i heard motorcycles just pull up, Hiedenreich and her friends decided to move in and all sleep in my bed. Theyre  bragging how they just stole cookie dough bites from blockbuster video. theyre high fiving like mad men. Layfield thinks hes cool because he smashed a catepillar with an anvil. until next time. cindy kweeth freedmyer over and out</content>
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    <title>cindys dad here.....</title>
    <published>2004-03-16T06:33:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-16T07:00:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi, Im Rosevelt Kweeth Freedmyer, also known as Rosey.Im an Extremely Overwieght gross mental retard who dresses like a super hero all day long. I wear a purple burgular mask and a towel around my back as a cape and i think im hillarious. I get stuck in phone booths on purpose to make people laugh. Im applying for jobs at high profile banks across the merriweather region hoping they see me and know that THEYRE BANK is in good hands because a jolly old 522 pound mentally retarded super hero with a purple bugular mask on is always dependable. My favorite movie is the country bears dubbed over in french. uh gurt uh gurt uh gurt (roseys laugh) i just love those fucking bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its Me....ROOOOSEY! and your going to be seeing a lot of me on in live journal land giving you updates on my life progression. Hopefully, i dont get locked up again for trying to save old ladies in distress. Well, Cindy is a sweet girl and im sure my presence on live journal dot com is going to make all of the nay sayers see the light and i know my daughter will be accepted some day. I have no doubt that theyre going to look at my daughter now and say "holy toledo fish sticks! your dad is the neatest fat purple burgular wearing mask retarded superhero this side of the mississippi"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR IM A JOLLY GOOD FELL-OW&lt;br /&gt;FOR IM A JOLLY GOOD FELL-OW&lt;br /&gt;FOR IM A JOLLY GOOD FELLL--OWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the luther towers, if i cant work with bong and all of the other students of nature, they must accept the country bears as a movie! an epic..Here, here is the link to the movie....&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/liveaction/countrybears/index.html"&gt;http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/liveaction/countrybears/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, im playing dorothy in the wizard of oz prequel coming out in 2001. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUCKS SAY MOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEll, HOPEFULLY I DONT GET ARRESTED FOR DOING THE RIVERDANCE, SKIPPING, PRANCING  AND WHISLING DOWN I-95 ALL THE WAY TO CINDYS DORM. UP, UP AND AWAY!!!!</content>
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    <title>Foghat News and Other Rants</title>
    <published>2004-03-16T06:11:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-16T07:00:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What up Colored Folk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, its the new Cindy Freedmyer in the hiz-house! teee, hee. How do i sound gang? do i sound like i belong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first things first. The legendary band FOGHAT is having an acoustic tour! Im going to be making a little roadtrip to the Merriweather Post Pavilion dumphole of an amphitheatre to check the show out. My last concert experience there was pretty gnarly to say the least. I saw the roger daltry and friends bagels and bicepts brunch festival there with my friends Bruce Brothers and Sandra Mundan, AND I GOT STONED OFF OF NY QUILL AND I DONT EVEN REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, My roomate Karen Elknot and her gang of goons "the pigtail power trip" are holding new member tryouts in front of the thrift way on oak avenue. I am goinh to try out,Im thinking about putting my hair down so they dont even recognize me. In my next entry, i will let you know how the tryouts went. Karen is expecting only a small turnout, so i think my chances of getting in are looking good. I just want to be accepted by the group and not looked at as a creepy little two eyed bastard with no standards or morals for human life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, MY FATHER JUST GOT RELEASED FROM PRISON IN CAMDEN, NJ AND HE IS NOW GOING OUT FOR JOB INTERVIEWS AT LOCAL BANKS ACROSS YOUR AREA. CHECK OUT THE PICTURE OF MY DADDY! OHH! IM SOO HAPPY TO SEE HIM AGAIN! HES MY ANGEL! HIS NAME IS ROSEY.</content>
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    <title>Elm Trees Smell</title>
    <published>2004-02-24T21:05:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-24T21:05:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well Skiddle Dee Diddle, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its me, Cindy freedmyer back again for another installment of "LOOKATMEE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, The third week of Febuary is a tenth over with and already ive begun barfing!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over The weekend i went to my Gool Ol Aunt Ross's House and she went into the attic and showed me an old dusty box. Im beginiing to demand some respect around school a little bit more, ive decided to change my look and attitude a little bit. I especially want respect from my roomate Karen Boykins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my new life i went home and set my social security card on fire. mom diddnt know i was home, but i also grabbed some hip new clothes and bought some urban literature. I think im going to turn hip-hop dog. I want to show you this rap i am going to perform at the Merriweather College Talent Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Life is Bugging&lt;br /&gt;Stop all the Hugging&lt;br /&gt;Resbonsibilities are for babies&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my mouth, I aint saying Maybes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy is gone&lt;br /&gt;My new name is C-Yon&lt;br /&gt;My Roomate is a slut&lt;br /&gt;Her Friend Has a Big Butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Stepping out In High Profile&lt;br /&gt;Go to The Cupboard and Get a Nail File&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a set of knives&lt;br /&gt;and Have 6 babies, with 8 different wives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter and Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Is for someone eles Belly..Fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Listen mom,&lt;br /&gt;Go to your own prom&lt;br /&gt;Ducks and Geeses, are singing a Swan Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeeeyyyyyyy---yaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;heyyyyy---yaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake it like a p............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY LIVE JOURNAL WORLD! ITS CINDY GEEKCHUMPS ROOMATE KAREN DUFFIN THE WORLD LEADER OF THE PIGTAIL POWERTRIP! LISTEN UP MY FRIENDS AND I ARE GOING DOWN TO THE ROLLER RINK TO PUNCH EVERYONE IN THE FACE! THEN GO TO THE MALL AND STEAL SOME CRACKERS FROM THE KEYOSK! WERE LOOKING FOR ONE EXTRA MEMBER TO JOIN THE PIGTAIL POWER TRIP. AND IF YOU CANT LIGHT A FUCKING CIGARETTE, DONT EVEN BOTHER COMING! YOU MUST BE OBNOXIOUSLY LOUD, YOU GOTTA WALK LIKE YOU HAVE A LIMP IN BOTH FEET, AND YOU GOTTA CURSE WHENEVER POSSIBLE. YOU GOTTA LOVE THE MALL AND THE ROLLER RINK. AND YOU GOTTA HAVE AN ATTITUDE LIKE YOU OWN THE WHOLE FUCKING STATE OF MISSOURI OR SOME SHIT! AND DONT THINK IM NOT GONNA PUNCH YOU IN THE GUT WHEN I SEE YOU..&lt;br /&gt;HERE, IM DONE CHOKING CINDY OUT SO SHE CAN GO TALK TO HER PRECIOUS JOURNAL FUCKFARTS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone, its cind.........(beau cry)</content>
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    <title>Jackass me</title>
    <published>2004-02-12T16:45:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-12T16:45:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I waited in line all night outside of the ticketmaster for foghat on ice and they told me i diddt even have to wait in line because they fed all the remaining tickets to a one legged armadillo that was passing on the street who they assumed hadn't eaten for days.</content>
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    <title>Check out my dead sexy photo</title>
    <published>2004-02-12T04:08:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-12T04:08:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wounds are healed and this is what i look like now! It took me 17 hours of no sleep to get this photo. My roomate Karen eventually took the picture. (i head to bribe her by letting her smash my feet with a sledgehammer) Im actually in severe pain in the picture, but i sucked it up for the good of the internet community. So stop by boys (ahem:: Brett) Cindys been available so long, im on clearance...</content>
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    <title>I was mauled by a grizzly bear on the way to class :-(</title>
    <published>2004-02-12T03:49:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-12T03:49:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking pass the student union building threw a crowd of students and a grizzly bear emerged from a fire hydrant and pushed all of the other students over and leaped, mauled, scraped and chewed all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLPPPP MEEEEEE--AAA"! i screamed as it was eating me whole. Until my lifelong crush Andy Bickerhickerobb clocked the bear on the head with a vcr and proceeded to embarass me by saying "GET OFF HER BEAR, YOU'll GET CINDY FREED-FLEAS, HO HO HO HA HA HE"! the entire student union proceeded to laugh out loud as if it were a FUCKING comedy club as the bear yelped and galloped into the burrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make it to the first class of the new semester and it just so happens my roomate is my lab partner :-(  I came into class with half my neck gnawed off and i was so red with blood and Karen Harpring said "get over it, Queezeball"    This is gonna be a great semester, I hope!!! :)</content>
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    <title>Finally...</title>
    <published>2004-02-12T03:07:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-12T03:07:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back! sorry for the short hiatus. I lost my computer for a week or two, but then silly me realized yesterday that it wasnt even lost at all. I just hadnt been on the other side of my room in awhile, so i thought i lost it. Sheesh, i look like a fool now putting up flyers all over campus and waking up the dean at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, valentines day is on saturday and i think i may not have a valentine after all. I left a foghat valentine under Doug Orton's door hoping he would respond. My roomate Karen Missyworth saw me writing on the back of it and she preceeded to embarass me by saying " whos your valentine?, Your dog??"  I cried for 37 days straight leading up until now until i found the courage to leave it under randy's door. 7 days later i found the valentine ripped to shreds in front of my door with a piece of poop to hold it down.</content>
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    <title>Kirk The Jerk!</title>
    <published>2004-01-29T17:02:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-29T17:02:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went down to Beekey Hall where the Satanic Crucifiction ball was being held to meet Kirk Ellenshay for our date. There was only one problem, he took Sasha Malloy and diddnt even have the courtesty to even THINK that deep in my mind i was going down there to meet him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, but i approached sasha and kirk who were standing by the goats blood punch bowl.."Hi kirk!" i said. Well sasha turns to me and embarasses me to no end by belting out "BUZZ OFF, TWO EYES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pranced home weeping with my arms twirling in the wind. It was so cold out and i could bairly feel my earlobes anymore. eventually i made it back to the dorm, flung open the door and catapulted myself forward to land face first on the bed so i could sob. Well, i misesed the bed by a good 7 inches and buckled my eyebrow on the plastic bride and groom on top of my fathers new wedding cake which i JUST purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bled from my head for a good 16 hours before i finally passed out and awoke the next morning with just enough time to make it to class!!  GOD I LOVE MONDAYS!</content>
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    <title>Good News For Once</title>
    <published>2004-01-29T02:54:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-29T02:54:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cindy Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I found out that i wasnt pregnant after all, it was just a mild case of athletes foot.  Well, our dorm is starting fundraiser to have a carnival near the old park cemetary, so i went down and asked if they already had a vice president of accounts payable manager and needless to say i was laughed at by our D.R. who is a deaf midget on stilts :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, don't you just absolutely HATE lunch? i mean, what is it about lunch that gets me so devestated that i cant even look at my reflection in the puddles i walk over? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im going to ask kirk ellenshay to the satanic crucifiction ball this saturday. Im nervous, i think he likes me. You know how i know? he hasnt told me to go back to go   being a two bit nothing since last THURSDAY! can u believe it? golly, i wanna tap his ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its been a good week overall, but i think my life is starting to live on the edge a little bit, and im getting a little bit more risky and dangerous. Between buying a black yoyo, sipping wine coolers and thinking about boys. I guess i can kiss college goodbye or any future i may have doing anything remotely intellegent. Well, my dog bupkus just dropped by, talk to you soon all, Thanks for listening.</content>
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    <title>BAD DAY!</title>
    <published>2004-01-28T16:00:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-28T16:06:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cindy Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its not even 11am and already this day has been crummy. First off i getreally uncomfortable when my roomate is having multi person anal orgies next to me in broad daylight when i am OBVIOUSLY trying to work on my tater tot pinata which im going to bust open on febuary 18th. Jeeez-Loueez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Escape my Troubles, i thought i would walk to a class i diddnt even have to go to. There was a group of 4 or 5 urban dressed and urban attitude african american guys and girls standing in a circle ranking and making fun of each other for good laughs outside the staircase door. They were making fun of each others momas ans rankin on each others sneakers. All of them had quite a chuckle out of each others insults. I found them hillarious and quite inviting. So i decided to walk over to thier group and belt out "Hey guys, Rank on my shoes...."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say there was a dead silence, and soon after Cindymell Wamhoff Freedmyer Jr III was kicked square in the nuts.  It hurt so bad that i dropped my fathers wedding cake down 3 flights of stairs :-(  I walked back to my dorm room grimacing in pain and crying and my roomate karren Borgerding said "Why dont u get over it, Cindy Phonehead". Gosh, That c00n is mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this day gets better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT!! IM PREGNANT</content>
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    <title>I TOOK A SIP OF A WINE COOLER!!</title>
    <published>2004-01-28T02:06:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-28T02:06:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Look, Just between you and me and whoever. Well, my roomate Karen Harrenfraught III is always teasing me and pressuring me into fitting in her faction she calls the "pigtail power trip" Well to fit in i went out and bought a laser pointer and a JET BLACK yoyo. When she came in the dorm room i was playing with my new toys hoping she would see me. She proceeded to call me awful names like "cindy Windy" and "Freedburger"  and i said "ive had enough of you pigtail clan hanging out at the bowling alley like you own connecticut or something"  and she said "excuse me, what the fuck did you say, who do you think you are Cindy Magician"  I started to tear up when i coimpletely went out of character and said "oh yah, well i drink alcohol you know?"  "NO WAY" she said. And Yes, my goodf old aunt ross wont like the news but i took a sip of her friend Krystals wine cooler. I swallowed it and acted like i enjoyed it, but as soon as her and her goons left, i proceeded to puke in the girls shower from 9:00-9:45 which im pissed about because i missed the antiques roadshow on PAX net. Well, back to sniffing glue, see ya!</content>
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    <title>Halloween Harvest Fun Patch Day</title>
    <published>2004-01-28T01:06:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Cindy Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, After studying what seems like for MONTHS for My Proctology finals and Dr.Shepards Bio Mid Term all at the same time, i certainly needed a quick pick me up. Well, I saw a flyer on the student uinion building recently for a Halloween harvest! well i found some time recently to find a straw hat and some overall nickers with a seam missing.It took a lot of time to go to the local Uni Mart and take some money out of the atm and eat some arbys while driving and studying for Mr.Cades business final. Thank god the bus was on the opposite lane.  Boy oh boy do i look festive. If anyone wants to be my chum and meet me there, It happens to be this saturday OCTO....OH FUCK!..ITS JANUARY!!.....AUNT ROSSS'S BIRTHDAY IS TOMMOROW!!!!</content>
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