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| so, Cassie asked if I wanted her to tell this story again, but i'd rather tell it for her:
I went to my acting class the other day, which takes place on the stage of the theater, and I had my Ipod in, and so did Bradley (pretty cool guy here at UT, I think i'm in love with him 'cause he has rosey red lips that taste like raspberry cheesecake ) and we had the same conversation that you and I had, about how we used to make fun of people with Ipods, but we are such music nerds that... well, here we are! and that we didn't even ask for one. It was like deja vu but real. | | |
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wanna hear a crappy story? Why else would you be reading these things?
I got a 30G iPod for Christmas. Yes, the kid that makes fun of people with iPods got one from Santa because he faked being good this year. So, I was downloading my songs the night I got it. The iPod was sitting kindly on my desk. Suddenly a gust of wind rushed through my apartment as the spirit if the devil grabbed a speaker from its mount on the wall and threw it down with great force on the iPod screen causing its innards to shatter like a glass Christmas bulb full of ink. Yes, that's right. It didn't even take a day before my iPod Karma came back to tell me about three words. Unfortunately, I'm just going to complain about how fragile this expensive piece of equipment is. Before this fiasco even happened, (maybe 20 hours of existence in my hands) the finish looked about as beat up as Seal's face. Oh yes, I went there. If you're going to get yourself one of these things. Don't do anything until you get a protective case for it. | | |
| Mr. Webb pointed out that I hadn't updated in a while...and he said so and then left me with some incredible Post Scripts. So I have decided to make Brad's message my latest entry:
"No one has left a comment for approx. 13 days. Sad story. Cry me a river. Blah blah blah. Hang ten.
-B
P.S. You goin skiing on Spring Break?
P.P.S. What do you think of me and Luke's sister dating?
P.P.P.S. I like how you labled Cole as in your belly on facebook.
P.M.S. Sporty....what a good word. You can describe a lot of things with the term sporty can't you? What all could we describe? You tell me. Could we describe particular things or people as sporty?
P.S.2. When is next sleepover scheduled?
P.Q.R.S.T.U.V.M.X......I wanna hurt a baby seal.
X.P. Scratch that last one.
PPPPPPPPPP. I'm the man! Get it? Get it?
P.e.e.P.e.e. Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!
P.o.o.P.o.o. HAhahahahahahahaha!!!!!!
P = jeinmvejrhgkjlertvblenljtrvnlejlwehwenjcklnwekv dle" | | |
| so...Me, Shannon, and Cole went to Blockbuster to purchase some entertainment for the night. (looking for things like Thunder Cats and Land Before Time) We ended up stumbling upon a movie with an entertaining cover and a review quote reading, "It will scare the hell out of you!" (High Tension: the movie I'm "currently watching" is the film) Of course, we get home and discover that it's a French horror film. We tried watching it with the English overdubs and got horrible dubbing and voice acting, so we switched it to French audio and English subt's....and I'm pretty sure that 3/4s of the movie didn't even have dialogue, nor did it need it, but what I'm trying to say is that this movie is more intense than any other horror i've seen by far. Imagine Texas chainsaw mass, but done really well. The acting is incredible, and the movie is just amazing. I recommend that you watch it tonight. (warning: it's one of those super bloody movies for those with weak stomaches)
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You must also look past some confusing plot things...but I didn't actually see all of the movie, I started a little ways in, so it might make more sense has I seen all of it. | | |
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