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snow day dress up

wet hair pulled back in a big scrunchie from the early nineties, glasses, pants from the seventh grade, track shirt from freshman year

ah, scrubbies

i'm watching rocko and talking online and looking up scholarships and memorizing lines and eating a s'mores pop tart.

and thomas says i don't have a life. pah.

~~~~~

random quote and equally random statement:
me: mya
me: mua*
brandon: I love that you corrected the spelling of a word that doesn't exist

roses are the most gorgeous flowers... i want to dry them but they're not mine to dry like the ones already hanging on my closet from laura's family... so i took a picture of one in the snow
but i think it looks funny.


The current mood of bratnatch at www.imood.com
FIN. 2:57 p.m., Tuesday, Jan. 27, 2004

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