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sooooo ummm this saturday is thomas and i's three month, can't really think about anyother big news.


house wasn't on the night before, so of course i was gonna have some withdrawl symptoms, such as totally blanking while standing at my locker, so after trying a couple million times i go and ask my teacher for the combo, but she's selling prom tickets so i had to wait and once i got the code it was so diffrent from what i was used to i knew it was wrong then she had me go back to my locker, not normally a feat but with a crowded hallway and all my junk its not exactly a walk in the park either. so duh my number was right and the combo she gave me was wrong, but it was time for class.
of course i remember the right number after the class i really needed it for..


ummm i lost all the writing i did over spring break cause it was all on my flash drive and that has been stolen by vicious goblins. and when i mean work, it really was, 20 and 3 some odd pages for two stories and one1 i was in love with......so sad.


ummmmm, my spanish teacher, the one that sounds like nicolus cage, is some what a hypicrate. he was chastising some one about going to the circus because of animal treatment but he puts youtube videos of bull fights every other class. but i love this class, reason? his phone kept ringing in class so a student picked it up and asked who was calling cause when the teacher answered they hung up and had done the *69 so he couldn't call back. but the person told the student their name and what not but was whispering cause she was in another class. then some one in our class started texting the teacher saying stuff only our class could and he had everyone put their hands up and the next text was nice try.