grez

A New Hope
2003-03-06 22:40:57 (UTC)

Return of the Jedi

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There.. out of my system....... .... ... ... ... .....

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Sad thing is... She's prolly reading this.. Hiya! =D

Lar di dar.. well.. life, sure can SUCK sometimes. I HATE,
myself. I... ugh.. hate talking about me, and.. that's the
whole point of a diary... Oh well. Band night tomorrow, at
the art's center. I'll be the one with the dorky pants. And
the cool top. Samantha, (whoever the frell you are), I
wonder if you're going, and if I'll walk right past you.
Who knows.

Well........... that's all from me.. oh and... Sorry Rach..
^.^' eheh. Love you.

~Grez: