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Archive for December, 2000

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It’s the grid!

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It’s the grid!

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I can’t live without the grid. I love the grid.

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I finally worked on some of my pages!! :D YAY ME!! What’s been updated?? well..

www.madpimp.com

http://portfolio.madpimp.com

http://madpimp.com/teensoulfood

WOo HOOO! i feel good. :) My hand is cramping though. :T

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Tired tired. Dont want to do anything. Lazy.

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WOW! I finally have a new desktop!! GYEAH BABY GYEAAAAAAAAAH! :) Check it out man!! Hella toite.

Before

After!

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Why is it that no matter how bad I feel, after I talk to Nick, I always feel better? :) I don’t know how he does it! But if I did, I’d be doing it to myself all the time! Heehee.. He just totally makes me smile…

But then again. It might just be because I’m very very tired and on a lot of drugs. =}

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Yeah! I totally didn’t end that post… My friend finally came and we were late for school. Yet again. Hah.. It really sucks to have a 7AM class. Yep.. Anyway.. I’m supposed to be either working on my hamlet essay or trying to memorize my to be or not to be presentation. Of course, as usual, I am doing neither. :) The joys of being a teenager with 4.5 AP classes.

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Bloggety blog blog blog. I haven’t blogged in ages. Sigh. Too much stuff to do, and too little time! You know, I almost for got to turn in my forms for a cap and gown and tassle? Bah humbug. Could you imagine how horrible that would be, if I couldn’t go to graduation. Damnit. I’ve woked for years, essentially for that moment. Sigh. Anyhow… Yeah… It’s early in the morning… You must forgive me.

Right about now, I’m all dressed and ready to go and waiting for my friend to come pick me up. Yanno. I don’t get it. Some days, I feel like being a total scrub, and dressing all gross and

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I just had this totally whacked out dream that my mom suddenly drove me somewhere and I was so tired that I fell asleep in the car. Then in that process, she took me all the way down to LA. When in LA i somehow got to the Long Beach convention center and it was time for Key Club convention, but my mom wouldn’t let me go because she wanted family time. And the entire time there were patrol people in white suits like the intel people that were chasing me because I was carrying a paper bag full of books.

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