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29.1.05
crack open our cans
what a stronjay weekend. saturday. whatever. that's my first point. what's with every day being a sunday? even when i go to school.
i had a cut on my throat from the corner of my jaw to the centre of my neck, it's gone.
there's a girl in my school with an enourmous scar from ear to ear, like some second putrid smile.
but she never smiles.
everytime i see her around i wonder how she got it.
it bends her neck out of shape so its like a tube, with a tiny chin precipice.
i'm painting a ginormous (well, 16" by 16") picture of myself while simultaeneously trying to learn a piece of french controlled coursework.
i've felt lots of ways today. i sometimes get the sneaking suspiscion i think too much.
KA-BLAMO
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