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Thursday, May 19, 2005

i'm listening to make yourself by incubus and it reminds of 8th grade when i first started to listen to them. i remember that no one (at least that i knew) had heard of them, and i was the first to get their cd. this is such a good album. i love s.c.i.e.n.c.e too. that album is good to listen to fucked up.


let me see 5 days of school left? holy holy holy. i'm excited. i bought my pot for the last day too. megan, krista, janelle, and i are all getting together before school and getting high as kites. we're all going to have our own shit so yeah we're smoking a lot. hopefully megan and i can get our hands on some shrooms soon too.


mrs. woods asked me to babysit in 2 weeks when we're out of school, THAT MEANS MONEY YES YES YES YES. I will buy drugs and headphones with it. she pays so well so maybe even some clothes. you all really needed to know that. i wonder if she knew how much of a "stoner" i am if she would have me babysit? i've talked to her high and i don't think she even noticed.


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WhipItGOOD05 (4:42:14 PM): SHIT I MESSED UP


WhipItGOOD05 (4:22:24 PM): hey hey hey i got redneck bear on a quiz once, these things are lame


AND THE INFAMOUS
WhipItGOOD05 (2:33:58 PM): god woman do something


i love you christina. and no one else is going to know what the hell we were talking about but i'm posting it anyway.


this puts a smile on my face too.
dressforsuccess9 (9:37:27 PM): my last bowl of waffle crisp :-(
Hello Elan (9:37:38 PM): hahaha
Hello Elan (9:37:48 PM): iloveyou
dressforsuccess9 (9:37:54 PM): iloveyoutoo


luke is home, i think we might hang out tomorrow and smoke, i'm excited. i miss that kid so much.


PICTURE TIME!!!!


me and megan high baking!


you missed it what an utter shit show.

shaina loves the jews at;
7:30 PM

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oh fishsticks.



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a picture of me.

my name is shaina and i will eat your children.

i eat sultry roasted homo sapien flesh on a daily basis, only to purge it into a rusty bucket in a matter of minutes and feed it to the dogs.

i'm in the pomeranian fur trading business with crack dealers in newark.

i am happy. i am with someone who makes me feel amazing, who i love more than i thought you could love someone. it is fucking awesome. i love my life.

also, i like to laugh. it keeps me from killing people.

my blogger profile
oh look, it's a myspace.


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the six degrees of seperation from kevin bacon.
planet brenda.
spitonastranger.
bobby burgess.
buddyhead.
demon baby.
stephanie sparer (has no life).
everything is dumb v3.

if you're going to do drugs get educated and be safe.

eyeball kid.
the heirophant.

i hope my future boyfriend looks like this.

blogger, my love.

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