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Friday, February 17, 2006
I should be sleeping. I really should. Sick and stuff, but..I DONT WANT TO.
That is out of my system now. Finally, vacation. My hair is greasy, I look pale, really zombielike. But coffee, keeps the dead going. I can't wait for Sunday, because Vincent is going to help me with my portfolio. I could kiss him for it. I will kiss him. No doubt. With tongue and stuff. Hah. You really would not want to know. And if you do, please, please leave. New template. I quite like it. But if everything sucks up later on, it will go back again, old skool style. I think this is the fever talking. Signing out, copy.

2:38 PM; i didn't took a picture.0comment(s)