I'm bored. At school. Not too surprising...yeah. What now? Guess I'll leave. Um, bye then...
HAHAHAHAHA JUST KIDDING!! Come on, would I post with nothing to say? Of course not! So...
My dad used to have a little bird named Tweety when he was little. It died a lot, but his parents would replace it before he saw. One day, he sat on the bird and it died. He was shocked and put the bird back into the cage to make it look like he did nothing. He came back the next day and the bird was alive. But it was a different one - it still freaked him out. Just a funny little story. I think the bird was a finch.
I'm going up north this weekend because some person my mom was really close to is dying. No idea who she is, and I'm not exactly looking forward to it. But I get to see my Aunt Linda, so I'm happy :)
Feb 11, 2009
Oh Dear...
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