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Tuesday, April 25, 2006

URGENT POST.
EMERGENCY POST.
MAY DAY.
WADEVER.

traumatising news.
i heard from sam.
that eugene told him.
that melissa told eugene.
that manda thinks i like her.
OMG.SHE THINKS I LIKE HER.
like OMG.
how wrong can this get.
has God finally forsaken me in this sinful world?
but i've asked eugene to help me clear things up.
and to help me investigate who made her think i like her.
ugh.
and when i find out who it is...
>_>.
oh well.
thanks sam for trusting me.
like.yeah.thanks dude.
heh.
thats all folks.


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