Listening to: ourselves [COLDCUT Remix]- Ayumi Hamasaki.
No video for you, sorry.
I'm a little afraid.
Paul said to me the other day, in a creepy voice, "I wanna knock you out and braid your hair!"
Then he drew a picture of an old guy in a cardboard box saying that to me. I'm all "Do not want!"
During lunch he revealed the back side of the drawing. It consists of the man knocking me out with a narwhal, cutting off all of my hair, then running away yelling "I'm a pretty girl!"
And now Sarah is recruiting everyone she sees to join her Taylor-paparazzi team. It should work out well, these ten-plus people she's gotten together. My father will come to me one evening, asking me why there is a crowd of people across the street holding cameras.
I'm scared.
Tomorrow I'm bringing weird Japanese potato snacks to school. They're gross. Nathaniel must try them!
Short one today. Not much has happened.
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