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| EmoKidAmerica (profile) wrote, on 1-26-2004 at 1:23pm | |
| Current mood: cold Music: Mest | Girl 4 Tonight Subject: I Hope Tonight Will Never End. With This Angel That Heaven Sent. |
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Snow day today. BLAH. That puts the band back another day.. So this stuff for Districts is never gonna be done by mid-February. GAH. Yeah, and I'm bored now. I'm talking to Jess and Chelsea online.. And yeah. Jay wants me to go hang out with Janice and Lindsey. Yeah. I dunno. Yesterday Daddy, Jay, and I went out on the mules when it started snowing. It was so pretty. But Molly was being a hateful little wench and wouldn't let us catch her, so dad finally said screw it and caught the two red ones.. (Fred and Barney). I took Fred, since he's the lead mule, and dad took Barney, and DUH, Jay took Rebecca. It was so awesome though. It was so quiet and peaceful.. So fresh and clean. <33 Hehe. It was very nice. Jay wants to go sledding tonight with the guys. So yeah. I'll probably go out with them. But for now, Jay and Dad are just gonna go out.. and yeah. I'm gonna stay here. Don't think I'm gonna go over to the house. Not yet. I'm just gonna chill here for a while, then yeah. I'll find something to do. Leave me a comment, plz! Yeah. CHELSEA leaves me comments! I LOVE YOU CHELSEA! ILOVEYOUTOOROBERTJACOBHILTON! <3333 Muah! -Kate |
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| Anonymous | *gasps*, 01-28-04 10:51am She's in a good mood!!! *grins* Whoa.. dude... mood swings baby! Yea I think I just had one, and now I hate the world. *grins* That's what our "friend" does to you. oh, I have now decided that squirrels are gonna take over the world. It's destined to happen... and we'll all be ruled by slave driving squrrels. But yea, you wanted me to leave a comment frequently.. so here be one! ness... here be one-ness..* Yea. Anywho, cya! |
EmoKidAmerica | Re: *gasps*, 02-04-04 5:10pm Hehe yeah. In a good mood. Weeee. Zeek the chocobo! Weesh. Yeah.. guess what??? I'M TAKEN!! Wahaha. Ooh, yes. Thanks sooo verry much for commenting. *tip toe's over to Chel's journal* Muhaha. |