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(no subject) [Oct. 10th, 2006|07:26 pm]
Dear Land Before Time series,

It's over.

It ended in like... the 90s.

Quit trying to teach me tolerance through a herd of dinosaurs that never existed.

kk?

Lex
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(no subject) [Oct. 9th, 2006|06:19 pm]
"YOU CAN'T AVOID SCHOOL FOREVER," screams my spleen, "YOU HAVE TO GO BACK TOMORROW!!1!"

But then I remember that my spleen should NOT be talking to me, and that alone warrants me staying home from school again tommorrow.

I'm sick. D:
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Ikou yo! [Jul. 24th, 2006|11:56 am]
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