i really hate lime flavored tostitos. but...everytime there is a bag on our counter the voice inside my head goes, "hey, sweet, lime flavored chips..this time, if you taste them, maybe you'll like them" so every single time, no matter how much i dont want to, i will eat one. and every time, i hate it and have to spit it out. this is really a major problem for me.

help.

the. greatest thing happened. hugh livingood and caroline raclin are going out. could god have made a better couple? i dont think so.

anyways, i did nothing today. last night i stayed up till like 3.30 talking (for a change), and i got up at 12.15. thats pretty late for me, and so after that..the day just kinda flew by. i read some of '1000 white bitches' (courtesy of angel u.) and its starting to get boring again...

the glass key will just have to wait.

the spanish ap is may 8th. then i will finally be able to stop writing these damned essays. its killing me.

brooke..you forgot to get your pie...now ill just have to kill you tomorrow. ill get the firing squad on the phone..

later.

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