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Saturday, March 23rd, 2003, 5:45pm
* Wearing: Deftones hoodie, and jeans
* Hair: Down and parted on the side
* Makeup: none
* Jewellery and shit: Watch, heart necklace
* Listening to: Some Korn song
* Stuck in my head: Freak - Silverchair
* Lyric of the day: As he lies wounded, his father turns to clay, a frozen statue...can't walk away
* Eating/Drinking: Juice and salt & vinegar chips...they're fucking burning my tongue
* Thinking: *roar*
* Feeling: kinda pissed
* Thought for the day: Meh
* Today's highlight: Being in bed
* Wanting: Weed
* Talking to: Sy, and Rance




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