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Monday, January 14, 2008 @ 7:34 AM

i taught jason how to write letters. not that i'm a pro or anything, just got into this funny topic of writing letters for no apparent reason. anyway, it was one good thing i did today, out of the many stupid klutzy that i did, ha ha ha.

so i think i'm gonna start with HI HO Diggidy!
:D
i made a new friend today too (:
she's called deborah, and she's real nice, haha


sometimes i don't believe in posting personal things on your blog, because, like you have to get all cryptic and stuff when you really really don't feel like doing that. and also the fact that everyone will think you're emo and everything. you think?

but anyway, i guess sometimes you think you're pretty good friends with someone, and in the end it's nothing at all. becuase they don't seem to make an effort anymore, and then, neither do you.

it's this thing, it's called pride.

just a thought. anyhow.

do you know where your heart is.