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i'm on fire and now i think i'm ready to bust a move

ramblings of the blond girl.    what is going on now. friends and various things.     to fill the minutes.

so shape me up, i'm not good enough, make me be just right, aren't you getting sick of being so polite? only the fakes survive, it's gotta end, find a good excuse, we're caught in a trap and we're being used, i'm out of here, nothing's left to say, i just wonna change my name again ...                                            - sahara hotnights

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12-26-03   holy shit. aol has finally decided it likes my geocities program. finally, finally. i don't have new pictures on my computer for anyones delight because i didn't think this was going to work. it might be a one time thing. although i will work on transferring pics later, as i will have time because i am hiding from my sister and her friends. we know how it is. sadly i am already over winterbreak and ready for school to come back. i haven't been doing much lately i'm afraid. i'm not very social so what did you expect?                                         Sam,

doesn't this make you laugh at me? c'mon. don't lie man.

sign the guestbook. now. i command you.

"but it's nothing new, i've been piecing it together, and it's got something to do with every look thrown like a knife thrown across an crowded room, every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat, every stupid melody to every stupid song, and every stupid word that everybody's hanging on ...