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11/21/00//43rd entry, why are they allowing me to write this? my school is mad whack, yo
beats !!

dude. i'm at school. and they didn't block diaryland from the server. this rocks so much ass it isn't funny.

the stupid fuck who watched my screen intentively yesterday and now has discovered diaryland is now trying to figure out how it works. i'm refusing to tell him. he's getting pretty pissed. it's mad funny.

i am probably the most pathetic person i have ever met. you know why? in the past week i have made more layouts for my diary than i have updated. and i have NOTHING to do with these layouts, being that i like every single one of them, including the one i have now, and i wouldn't know which one to choose. by the time i stop making layouts i will have enough to last me a lifetime.

anyone need a layout for their diary?

yeeeaaaahhhh.....so GorgeousSexyComputerTeacher is making his rounds....and for some reason he's not stopping me from writing this.

kim just called me a funny little cookie. should i be honored?

i have an idea! i'll make a page that shows previews of all the layouts ive made, and people can see them, and if they want one they just email me! i'll make it for them and i'll take it off the page once someone has it. that way i can make mad layouts for people and there will be no copies. i do that once i get home.

last night i spent a few hours at PlayDo with michelle. there were lots of german people there. or something. it was funny.

so anyway, i think i should do something productive now. being that i'm in school and all.

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first, i would like to state that those lines up there mean the passing of time.

second, i am posting this to tell you that a) you need to go to Playdo right now and sign up and b) the song Still Telling Lies by Cuban Link rocks my world. i know, big woop. but it needed to be said. so nyah