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I HATE BLOGGING. but since zalo updated his little blogspot, i guess i'll be a follower and update mine too. life sucks lately, i miss my dog so much. i hate how i have so much on my mind, but when it comes down to it, i can't write it down ugh. honestly though, I COULD write so much down right now its just... writer's block i guess, but i bet as soon as i turn off my computer i'm gonna remember what i wanted to say.

oh, and i miss my dog, rockie, a lot. i hope he's okay.

since i have this temporary memory lapse, i asked zalo what i should write, he said to write about him and to write about the shirt. so here it goes:
zalo, 17? (i'm not sure), jefferson HS (the ghetto-est school in the district), canon xt, and a world renouned FAG4LIFE. Now onto the shirt... okay so he got his hands on this adorable imaginary zebra shirt, one for him, one for a special girl/boy. he said he didn't know what he was going to do with it, and i convinced him to give it to me, wahooo. SCORE! anyways, thanks i guess.

i have to take a shower.. i feel disgusting and filthy. and tiffany said i was a conceited bitch and that she loves me, so i guess i'm a conceited bitch thats loved by tiffany. i mean i couldn't possibly be that conceited right? HAHA, don't answer that, please don't answer that.

alright bye.