Spring...

I want a pet bat. I'm going to name it Gauno. Part one of the plan has commenced. Bwhaha. I've decided.. I've got no talent for poetry. I don't even want to attempt at poetry.. So here's what I'm gonna do. I'm going to pay Patric to do them for me when Sova wants me to do poetry. Oh,em,gee! That rhymed! Like, ohmigawd. Anyways... Springs break. Guess what I'm doing? Nothing. So yeaaaaah... I think I'm going to get some friends together on sunday and we'll all watch Talk Sex With Sue. elohlazzzz. I'll read Dune and do my homework. And I'll be charitable. I'll give away all my old crap to St. Vinny's. I had a point somewhere around here. Hey maybe I'll call Lisa! That's a snazzy idea. I'll even work on some of that Art stuff. See, I have a plan. Just because I'm not going to Hawaii or Florida and getting skin cancer and such. I know it takes to be cool. I'm cool. I need the smell of summer, I need its noises in my ears. Whee, Spring!
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:) lol, yeah, the only problem is that sova would recognize my writing.

pfft, only loosers go away for the break. we're the cool people. i still need to go to st vinnys for prom, need a suit or whatever the hell.

hey, those one line atthe end could be the start of a poem!
o0o0o0o0o0o talk sex with....linda sue!