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I was parked on the street I normally am trying to do my homework that I should've done the previous night. For some reason, I must find it to be a more economic use of time to do homework during the first ten minutes of class in my car than in my room at night. Yeah.
But anyway the point is, I am trying to read some god awful essay by some self rightous philosopher whose every sentence goes on for a page, and the house I'm parked in front of is blaring that 867-5309 song really loud. Not just somewhat loud, but horrifyingly loud. I was trying so hard to concentrate. But all I could think of was Jenny. I wanted to get out and tell the person in there that it's illegal in 3 states to play Tommy Tutone anymore. Especially at that volume. And this is one of those states.
But, I didn't.
This was the other day, anyway. Right now I am without a car. It's supposed to be done at 3:00. Currently, it is 10 minutes to three. Somehow, I don't think it's going to be done by three. It must be done by 6:00 however. So that I may go to work.
Because I just can't wait to go to work, I have looked forward to it all day.

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My pants are all wet! The dryer is so gay! I have to go to work!
*cry*

Girls on Film

I have fans. Some guy writes me and asks me where my hair went. Did I cut it and dye it black? Pleeeease. I would sooner kill myself. That is my gothic person hair piece. I wear it when going to Hot Topic. When I get tired of being a silly gothic person, I remove it.
In related news, I have been stolen for someone's camportal pimp fest. I would write mean letters and swear at him, but he seems intelligent enough. And I have not seen any rampant porno anywhere. At least not in plain view. Like Sinnocence. God, I'm so ashamed. Everytime I go to her main page I cringe and start to cry. I think about my mom, the newly crowned internet addict, and know it is only a matter of time until she finds me there. She'll grab me by the shoulders and shake me around and cry, "This is what you're doing with your life?" She may even slap me.
I've practiced my speech. Mom, Sinnocence is a swell chick! Heh, she just likes the porn! And most importantly that I am not like all that. I only stare vapidly at my cam and tell anyone who inquires as to why I don't get naked to a. shut the fuck up. And b. direct them toward the fourteen year old above me.
Yawn. I'm sleepy. I think I shall hit the sack.