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I just read all about Jamora on livejournal. This is where the problems with her occur. Why? Because when she writes honestly and minus the creativity I understand her almost too much. And I want to know the real her because we would probably be more similar than I think. But that doesn't happen. I hate the outward her but I think I really like the other her. Duuuude Jamora just relax and let us know you! So, I think I'm liking highschool. Today I parked in the student parking lot for the first time and walked to class with Marissa Blume and chatted up Nina Tran. I also have gone out to breakfast instead of going to class for 2 days in a row and it's fun. And I just created a running group with the girls at my table. Uh. I like it! HIGHSCHOOOL ROCKS. Hah. Especially since this time last year I could have won "most likely to stage a school shooting". Hey guess what I can't go out this weekend at night. Or the weekend after that. So I think I'm going to invite Ellison and his gang over mainly so I can make my parents smoke some hookah. ("Can I invite people over then?".. "As long as they share their dope with us.") Gargle and trot. Garlge trotter. Pancreas. Creas en pan? Do you believe in bread?
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