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Mariaaaa
how are youu?

I'm okay.
a wee bit triggered. I was just looking at her blog.... n.. stuff.

how are you?

well, her folks answered the house telephone, and said she was okay, but wouldn't tell me anything else at first, because they dont really know me.
but like, 20 minutes ago i rang again and they said she's in hospital.
so i dont know how okay she really is, but she's alive at least

OMGOSH it was awesome.

So there was this wall. [You can see the pikatures in SCC.] We wanted to sit on the wall. These IGNORANT people wouldn't move off the corner of the wall and let us past them, so we're like... trying to find a different way on. Mind you, there are POKEY bushes in front of the wall. Like, ouch. So this one woman manages to scoot by the people on the edge without falling down the long drop on the other side of the wall, and gets to the middle of it. This is where it gets fun. She lays her blanket across the bushes, and with her feet, pressed them down. So her sister climbs over. Then I go. Then Brittney. And HAZZA! We're on the wall. And it's fricken' cold. And it's only 9:30 or some evil time like that. But it's soooooo cool because there are all these flags waving at the same time and you can hear them... it was awesome. And everyone (mostly) was just so happy. OH! But before that, on our miles walk there, there are these people with signs that say "WE ARE THE PRETZLE PEOPLE!" And they're handing out free bags of pretzles! Like, seriously! Needless to say we got some. wOOt. The pictures really don't do the crowds justice. Like. At all. There were SO many people. SOOOOOOOOOO MANY. And Brittney and I are going through the crowds with an iron grip on each other, so we don't get lost from one another. We'd have never found each other again. ;p It was so crazy, but so cool.

I have news about marrissa. if you like?
guess matt has already told you though.
by the way. hi, I'm Aurora.

Oh hai.

So I epic fail and "To-do" lists and resolutions and the like. Which is why I didn't do any New Years Resolutions this year.

See, an example is this: I had a list of things I hoped to accomplish in January of 2009, on my blog. I'm going to have to delete that blog, because creating an update on it would just be embarrassing. I didn't do ANY of it. Gosh, I'm spectacular.

On the plus side, I'm going to inauguration. And if by plus side I mean "I'm going to get trampled by a stamped of "angry" people" (and if by angry I mean people shocked and in love with the things they are witnessing, so shocked and in love that they become excessively passionate, which makes them appear angry) whose way I'm in, it might make sense.

To the innocent bystander, this is a big mistake. Poor life choices and all, you know? My family is just like "er, you're dumb." But the allure of being a part of history is... magnetic.

Yes, I just played poet on your wall. You'll live. Because really there is no point to all of this, except maybe to say that penguins are cool but you are cooler and if you don't mind, you could draw me a picture, please.

By the way, "ya diiiiiig," rhymes with Gidig, which makes you utterly cool. Cooler than me, actually. So if you could just mention now and then how awesome I am, maybe my cool points will start to rise. Maybe.

That is all.

sorry i didnt answer soon. its jcasper91@msn.com

umm i should be doin HW i guess, lol. wanna talk on msn or aim?

yup yup, soo whats up