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i still eat grapes for dinner

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Friday, May 14, 2010 Photobucket
N E R V O U S

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random moments from school:

#1
me: uh teacher, i might not come to school on tuesday.
t. lizzie: really. why?
me: *smiles, because i just wanted to skip school*
t. lizzie: oh! you're getting engaged?!


#2
*joseph and t. lizzie bickering; bicker bicker bicker bickerrrrr*
me: GAH you two can not be put in the same room together!
t. lizzie: WAIT A MINUTE. don't blame ME! blame your boyfriend's brother!


#3
me: hey! would you like to meet joshua tomorrow? :D
t. lizzie: *stares*. is he like his brother?


heheheh. anyway. the golden day is tomorrow. it feels like pmr all over again D: and it's slowwwlyy sinking in. no, i am not ready for tomorrow's three thirty in the afternoon.

oh ya, i quit my 100m. you'll see me running the 1500 one instead... with vic, who is my training buddy.


glory glory chempaka peee jay.