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The Journal of Madeline Pestolesi Fancy Ketchup
09/17/2003 05:14 a.m.
I am going to be the lead singer in a band called "Fancy Ketchup."
Is that spelled phonetically?
I feel like one of my friends doesn't want to take the time to hang out with me because he doesn't have a crush on me anymore. It's crap right? People you really like but are not interested in usually stop hanging out once they realize there isn't hope of a relationship. Isn't this selfish? I mean, isn't it? Why does it have to be all or nothing? I don't even know where I am going with this and my chair is tilting backwards: pushed by the sound piercing my eardrums from the laptop speaker.
I tried downloading an episode of Powerpuff Girls and a PORN came up. It was really disturbing that searching for cartoons brings up porn.
I have linguistics tomorrow, to bad I suck at it now.
Cynthia cut her hair yesterday, it looks cute and piecey. Hair dressers are all about the piecey hair. Put this PRODUCT IN YOUR HAIR so it makes your forehead all greasy. Yeah, greasy.
God, I need to go to sleep. I am currently Creative
I am listening to Sublime
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