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The neighbors thought Jasmine pooped on their stoop! (She did not!)
We got this note through the door...Aaron and I tried to translate it word by word on google translator. Much hilarity ensued.
My webcam has been my best friend for the last couple of days. I have 13 videos of me reading my speech. The first couple were to make sure it wasn't too long, and then to work on my eye contact, and then to work on emphasis on some words and phrases.
If I don't win, I am going to be absolutley dead for a couple of days. Non-stop tears, I know it. I have been hyper-ventilating and reading my speech to anybody who will listen all night.
i have an inordinate number of childhood photos where i'm miserable.
no, happy childhood. i was just a brat.
The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A Death! What's that, a bonus? I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way. Then you live in an old age home. You get kicked out when you're too young, you get a gold watch, you go to work. You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement. You do drugs, alcohol, you party, you get ready for high school. You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back into the womb, you spend your last nine months floating...
...and you finish off as an orgasm.