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Name: Laura
Country: United States
State: Missouri
Metro: St. Louis
Birthday: 9/17/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: double-twinkie piercings on my dingdong's hoho+milky rubberbands=killer planetarium skateboards
dont worry, im not random ALL the time. just MoSt of the time.
Expertise: shutting doors
Occupation: Supervisory
Industry: Textiles
Message: message me
AIM:  hyperoozled
Member Since:
3/17/2006
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| erm...it's one twenty-three in the morn morn. i just had pudding and cookies and milk. bleh. i dont even think i was hungry.
i have too much AP homework: take home test, read section 31-1, and a little packet to do.
and then for child development, my activity is on monday. im having the kids make cloud butterfly mobiles. yay.
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| DOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
people are mean to me in oral communications class...
they tease me in there for some reason.
i get teased a lot for my toes that are connected. its annoying when people talk about you like you arent even there when you're sitting right near them. i dont think my toes are ugly!
and my hair may not look the greatest and my facial features may not be up to par, but hey, im human.
gosh, i guess im not used to being picked on...
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| :) lights up, sounds off, trains on the move, lambs on the front,
pony apple cakes
biting my teeth like icecream
lightening hits the very core of the pinwheel
surging downward into wayward lost
spinning like feathers on a blackened jacket
the jacket looks sad
you lost your way little boy?
no, he was wandering through oceans crossed
this time seven-eleven eats like donuts
"I am a jelly donut"
he calls from the front
lightening bites the tails like weathered lambs
have you found your way yet?
a scream breaks forth
and all is lost.
but time doesnt move like beck and call
the yield sign still remains
and through the windowpane you see
a reflection staring back at you
lost, looking for assurance
eyes unsure and shallowedly
waiting
for acceptance
is the time ready yet?
is the ability to see not unlike the uncannyness of jemstone blue?
surging, pushing through the rocks, all the while conscious of what is behind you and what is yet to come
in reality stuck in a mindshare
a world of deeds undone
so pick up your case and swim ashore
take a look around you now
assess the terrain, but keep the sun in sight
an unknown block in the path of light
keep your senses keen for the howls of lions
but close your ears to the rifts of time
will you not die tomorrow?
^^^^^^no, ur not supposed to "get it" 
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| ok so there was this guy, and the guy enjoyed smashing little pieces of bacon into even tinier pieces so he could sprinkle the bacon pieces on his wooden deck and make the deck look more textured.
so, the dude got a big bottle of glue and slopped glue over the surface of the deck. then he got a bucket of smashed bacon bits and flung the bits, handful by handful, onto the deck. "IT LOOKS LIKE SNOW EXCEPT DARK"
and then before the glue had time to dry, the earth started RAINING! so the whole plan to make the deck look more textured was basically done for.
IT'S TRUE
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