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My brother got his school pictures in the mail today. That means that I’ll be getting mine soon, a fact that fills me with dread. wewe see, we had this really crappy picture service this year, and the woman who took my picture was the worst. My friend hates to smile in school pictures because she says that she looks weird. (she doesn’t.) so when she didn’t smile, the woman alisema something funny (I don’t know what.) and when my friend laughed, she took the picture. THAT sucks. When my turn came around, she didn’t tell me when she was going to take the picture, so I was still getting ready. What really sucks? That was my EIGTH GRADE photo! That school picture is how future generations will remember me. I hate that lady.
Oh, I heard about this one 7/11 that was kwa a high school that didn’t want any teenagers hanging around it, (which is stupid because most of 7/11s customers are teens.) So they started playing classical muziki and NO teenagers showed up there. God I hope that the 7/11 kwa my house doesn’t do that. Not that I have anything against classical music, but I SO would prefer All American Rejects.
On the subject of music, currently my inayopendelewa song (It changes every week au so.) is ‘Telephone’ kwa Lady GaGa. It’s one of those songs that are amazing, but completely pointless. All throughout the song I wanted to shout: ‘JUST TURN OFF YOUR FREAKING PHONE.’ Frankly I thought that the Lady GaGa/Beyonce mix was amazing, and the song was beautiful.
Kk, signing out. :D
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