como estan todos? i had no idea there was a limit to how many characters you can "use" in your "title". i stayed after school 'til 5 today. me, L, M1, and M2 had a good time. recording each other, "interviewing" each other. there was a piont when i said something, ad was completely serious, and M2, (who was recording at the time) started to laugh a silent-face laugh, and she couldnt breathe, and we were all wondering why she was laughing. nobody understood what i just said, huh? also, as we were filming, the camera girl would start laughing for no reason whatsoever. then, once, L was saying something, and me and M1 started to skip around like little girls in front of the camera to see what happened. M2 stopped the camera and told us to stop acting like my sister. then i sat on a rocking chair and fell. because i was rocking it too much. and then i got back on and M2 pushed me and i fell again. it doesnt sound like fun, but we were goffing off and all the teachers were at some meeting, and couldnt come out and say "that's not very nice, blah blah blah blah. " a wise cartoon character that i am forced to watch once a week once said: "noooooooooo touchy!!!" yah. i would like to say that people keep leaning on me, pushing me, grabbing my hair, not giving me my, as my 1st grade (looooooooooooooong time ago...) (ye olde skool) counsileor once said " everyone needs their own personal bubble." amen.!!!!!!!!!1 TO THE PEOPLE: IF YOU LEAVE ME ALONE for FIVE MINUTES, i will give a great sigh of relief, and actually go and volunteer somewhere, someday. ah, someday. the great excuse of all lazy/busy people. people never leave me alone. its like they are trying to kill me. oh, my mom is watching "objetivo fama" and the singing artists are actually all really good. they sound as if they drink from the fountain of Talento. they are all 10 times better than anyone on american idol. and, no1 on american idol is my idol, and what the hell is an idol except a false god, and someone you look up to? i have found something even wierder than quoting your 1st grade school counsilor: i can actually sing. but, in spanish. not an awesome fountain-of-talento voice, but a decently good voice. in english, i sound like un pito de calabasa. (exprecion.) "failure by designer jeans" isnt working on purevolume. noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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i am done with mi tarea, and i get to skip part of 1st, 2nd, and some of 3rd period 2morrow. and if i get caught, it wont matter because i will be at the high school. woo hoo. anyway, i have to wash thy hair. i will now visit http:www.fromfirsttolastlyrics.net. plz read the xmas songs. gracias. i have to go. adios.
-gaby. i hate it when they spell "gaby" with an i, 2b's, or a v. pisses me off. :) its FOUR letters. how hard is it to remember g-a-b-y??? how stupid are you? as you reflect on your stupidity, i will read FFTL lyrics and ponder why idiots keep trying to get my computer with a virus. :). eso, mi amigo, era sarcasm.
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