kung fu al!
13:37:16 - 2000-04-04

jeremy sucks, chris sucks, and every shitstain making bomb threats, sucks. there was another today. we were kicked out of the gym during PE because yes, there was another bomb threat down at the MS and we need to accomodate them for the rest of the day. peachy. not only did this make for a screwed up gym class AS WELL AS a mere cookie + milk for lunch (the littluns had to be fed), but the jazz show is all screwed up too. i'm not even involved in that, but all the things that need to be done to fix it...well, i think mrs. r has been through quite enough this semester. her hair must be turning gray.

rant rant rant. guys my age suck, i wanna hurt them all.

karie and i picked up applications at oscar g's. the owner ('least i think he is...yeah, he must be) is really nice. i don't like mean people, they blow.

haven't fixed this little prom situation yet. don't even know if i will. i'd just rather go alone. but it's no as though i can tell him that. "oh gee, tupper, i'd rather go alone than with you." sounds sweet and all, but no, not my style. i'ma go and try to figure something out (again).

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I am: 23 years old, living in sunny CA, sassy, silly and open-minded

loves: laughter, sunshine, animals, pretty music, my ultra-cute boyfriend, art, and all things chocolate

hates: war, months of nonstop rain, bugs in my kitchen, closed-mindedness, and expensive stuff i want but can't afford