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[05 Nov 2003|04:27am] |
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well, i think it's finally happened. I think I have grown out of D2. Dieing, completly sucks. Putting all your hard work, and efforts in for nothing. It's pathetic. I guess I just now realized it. Half you people won't even know what I'm talking about, but I know one person will. Pretty much the only person I care about, at that. So, Yeah.
Nothing really to update on. It's 4:30am, and I'm ready to go to bed. I really.. want to punch something. I wish that fat fucking smelly guy was around right now. So yeah, I have my road test scheduled for November 13th, 10am. Woo hoo!
BRAND NEW IS COMING HERE!#@*( DECEMBER 9TH!# OOOOOOH MY GOD! YES YES YES YES! CUM STAINS ON MY PILLOW CASES! ... I can't wait, and I'm going no matter what. If I have to sell my Kindey for the money, consider it done. As long as they don't want my semen, That's reserved.
Yeap, that's all.
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