| MA SOEUR! (comme une bébé)
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| I HEART SPRING BREAK
Today my mom was organizing her horde of old pictures (she has mounds
and mounds of them) and found this ancient yet awesome photo:
She says:
"What kind of sick father did you have?!"
That was his Chess Champion phase. Apparently he sat there and told us
where to move all the pieces, and we did. This picture wasn't a pose.
For the past three days I have sat surrounded by unfinished projects
and loose pages from my sketchbook and tried to finish my art
portfolio, which I need to have done by MONDAY. I have nine unfinished
projects. I am doomed.
Art makes me depressed and irritable!  Alright!
I had better go before my mom complains that I'm wasting time.
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| Aww, I'm updating my xanga. Isn't that cute?
1. 2,500 WORDS OF NANOWRIMO LEFT.
2. After school there was a presentation about Creationism going on in
the library. I was in the library by chance. Chance? I think not!
3. Today I discovered that the majority of my French class thinks my
first name is O'Ferrall. Seriously. It's because my beast of a French
teacher, Madame Allen, makes a point of calling the rest of the class
by their first names and me by my surname, in an invariably snide tone,
to prove that she hates me.
4. Did I mention my average in there is a 99%?
5. She still hates me.
6. I'm out of Ramen noodles. *gazes sadly at noodlecup*
7. I am also out of bullet points.
*scurries away*
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| So, I was on the phone with Amy, and she was like,
"UPDATE YOUR XANGA."
So I scanned my Academic Decathalon notes.
see them ---> http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v94/elizabethroz/b9793a6a.jpg
Then Amy hung up on me.
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