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like a punch to the gut
I had the wind knocked out. I did not expect it to hurt this much. Last Friday (and a bit of Saturday morning) marked the end of a four-year tenure I shared with about nine hundred other similarly-aged people. We a… -
"Hey Michael, want a Kiss?"
Janice has a candy tin filled with eleven "mint truffle" Kisses. Seven have green wrappers and four have silver wrappers. If she removes Kisses without replacement, what is the probability that her first green Kiss will… -
not my banana
I write the songs that make the whole world sing. I write the songs of l--- and special things. I write the songs that make the young girls cry. I write the songs, I write the songs. Look at me, he said. I… -
why does everybody seem to think my favourite colour is yellow?!
I mean, my xanga is green! Would it be green if I didn't like the colour? Even if they've never before seen this xanga, green clothes constitute about forty percent of my wardrobe (so I either don't wear much of it or t… -
an un-chronological overview
I found out that I tend to dig my nails into the ground when doing push-ups. Now I have dirt underneath my fingernails. What if I had taken eight years of trumpet lessons instead of eight years of piano lessons? Noth… -
sometimes she is so apathetic it scares her
I remember the weather the day 06-07 section leaders were announced. Hot, steamy, tropical, and cloudy. I was walking down that strip of pavement connecting the library to the band territory when, through the glisten…
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OH DAVIS
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Wish I were a teenager again, when the only things worth worrying about were band and boys and books
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