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| wow quadratic formula. singing it is so funny. people in my math class are arguing about how to sing it properly. its pop goes the weasel vs jingle bells.
x is equal to negative b plus or minus radical b squared -4ac all over 2a
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anyways its been way too long since iv eused or been on this. wow, my teacher just rapped it... crazy chiggers.
anyways so yeah ive been off this for quit e some time. maybe my break afk from this service is ceased. lol. anyways been way tooo busy with work and school. i dont really want to be here atm. school i mean, i usually have to leave school early just to make it to work on time. lol. wait new problem on the math class. x= -5, 1
lets see if my answer is correct.
anyways i ought to make a new layout this one has lingered for far too long. idk why im still using this service actually. most people i know that trolled on this dont use it anymore. and i still like to think the the term "troll" was derived from the word "Patrol" because it seems too likely imo. much better than the idea of short people with hand axes walking around a cave. >.> i think patrol would be much more accurate in comparison to the word troll being used as a verb.
hm. although i have been off this for quite some time, i have been making text documents ive been updating and dating for quite some time now. maybe ill grab a post from there and argue against what i said or make comments on it. that could ben fun. because at the moment im quite dull, sick, in class, and hungry.
oh yeah, i got a text last night from Alyssa about thanksgiving. thanks for that!
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i was gonna go copy and paste some text here, but i got caught up reading it. I'm gonna go read John chapter 10 now.
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| The crossfire was never so confusing. I hot caught up in the
Cross fire! xD
lol. yeah im lame, but your face is!. theres soemthing i want to say, but im not going to. so ill update my N1.txt file. path is C:\Documents and Settings\vandal\Desktop\N1.txt look for entry noting sep 28 around 7:50
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| such a random dream last night. started out exploring some random pl,ace near a water basin taht ran along some dead part of town, flat ground, broken cemebt and unkept grass popping through the floor. there was a handful of people and when me and my sis tried to go through the water basina giant boat came by. think it was like a security boat to make sure people dont play in it. but looked like a cruise liner. odd... lol. anyways ate found a dead dog and i just walked away from her.
then she came out and told me it was my turn to have an adventure.so random. I turn around and start going towards tall grass and into what seems like a plantation. couple fences with doors. in some odd zig zag pattern. when i open the 4th or fifth one is ee someone and reak out turning back. on our way bacdk, same direction we pass a bungalow that wents unnoticed. its in our direct opath even, and theres a guard. we're seen and ate approaches em singing shakira. oddly enough the guard shrinks into chubby child or midget size and starts dacning and singing too. >.> so wierdd. i remember saying "wow, shakira stops time" for some reason that was the real shakira as far as i know or can remember. in the dream at least.
while ate is distracting the guard she tells me to get a hold of her friend rhoda (text or call_ to find us a way out. as we head for the fence she's in our party trying to leave. >.> as soon as we pass the fence she stops and theres a food place to our left. my sis says" shakira said the food place is epxensive, but theres a secret path through there." so we go through and this kreepy scary tall black dude was hiding under the counter so as we pass it from the backside he jumps up and tries to strangle me. not very bufff but still.... madbull style? xD. too much oyuutbe. the only thing sepperating us was a semi tall coun ter or divider or window. i head butt em, i think and he falls over and dies. says this isnt the end of em, so i freak out. and cook em and eat em. >.> we leave
and start walking home from this place down hillside in a cemetary from anothe dream.
then we stop and go into a circle and start talking. some reason there are many other people i know. mainly lingads. err the lingad kids. and unmemorable faces.
it cuts back into the dead black guy who is now a white cowboy. he's somewhere dead and bargaining for a second chance. tells his story and said after i ate him he saw his sister in there too. wha tthe funk? "the person standing next o him and he's bargaining with says" that's reason enough" and they hand hima shotfgun asking if he's eve used one before. he pretends not too because not knowing is part of the criteria.
story cuts back and we start heading back to my place from hillside. crossing the cemtary i walk towards work and the none existent soccer field there from the other dream also. i turna orund because i left my shoes r soemthing. i see nard and my cousin sam on te way back. somehow i dupe my soaps and head back home. somewhere in between thattt i see a really creepy movie with a great intro. when i get home...
edit/update from school.
so my home has a thick resemblance to church. anyways, when i do get home i find it a great idea to ask alyssa to watch the movie iwth me. so we watch. the crazy stuff again. after commenting on how good it was she falls asleep. oh swaps to movie setting somehow and quickly even. >.> dont ask why or how, im trying to figure it out. so she falls asleep beside me and i remember accidentally waking her up cus my hand gets cuahgt and tangled in her hair. >.> | | |
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