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| current | archives | profile | notes | gbook | host Reading: nothing OH MY GOD. OHMYGOD. OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD OHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGODOHMIGOD THEY'RE COMING BACK. I HAVE BEEN LIVING AND BREATHING FOR THIS MOMENT SINCE FUCKING JANUARY. AND IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING. I GET ON THE COMPUTER, MY ITUNES STARTS PLAYING THE SHARPEST LIVES AND AS IM BOPPING ALONG, THINKING ABOUT JUST HOW FUCKING MUCH I LOVE THIS SONG AND WANT TO SEE IT LIVE AGAIN, I SEE THE ANNOUNCEMENT. AND I JUST STARTED SQUEALING UNCONTROLLABLY. AND I STARTED RUNNING AROUND AND FLAILING LIKE A CHICKEN. BUT I WASN'T WATCHING WHAT I WAS DOING AND I HALF SLIPPED AND KIND OF RAN INTO THE WALL OR DOOR OR SOMETHING. SO THEN MY NOSE STARTED BLEEDING. BUT THAT DOESNT MATTER BECAUSE THEY'RE COMING BACK CANNOT. BREATHE. 28TH NOV: BRISBANE I MUST PREPARE FOR MY CHEMICAL HOLIDAY!!! WOOOOOOOOOOH!!!! If looks could really kill then my profession would be staring - 2007-07-27
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