If you give them the chance.

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don't sell your heart,

Monday, April 13, 2009

hmm. nicole's gone. i amgonna miss her.

NOT!

muaha.

neh I am just kidding.

but life is bland without her. you gotta admit. even sara thinks so too.

but obviously 2 wks are gonna fly us by. and TADA she's back as a jiffy.

well, i am not gonna talk about her. lets talk about selfish me.

so its back to sch. and we had loads of stuff and hw to do. as usual.

and i DONT GET modulus. its a stupid thing. i hate the person that created maths. must have been a retard.

and to think that averill said to me just this morning. that. if there were no problems in this world, we can never have problems to solve anymore.

OH GOD!!!

don't say we're not meant to be.