newspaper word cut-outs.

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despite all the rain;

Friday, February 19, 2010

bloop.

remember those octagon sunnies i wanted from last year? I STILL WANT THEM D:

aaand i don't think anyone will go to the flea with me, chingmay's working and keziah has homework and li wei is a nerd.

i need to clear more junk from my room seriously like they NEED TO GO AWAY

then i shall paint my room dark terra cotta with tea green borders.

my wardrobe is a mess of things as well what in the world are shirts-that-i-cannot-wear-anymore still doing in there?!

bloop.

the giving up is the hardest part.