14 April, 2000
Not much worth writing about these days. Life is pretty boring; school is schooly, spring is here so I'm riding again, and I'm still waiting for that special someone. Whatever.
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14 April, 2000 |
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Not much worth writing about these days. Life is pretty boring; school is schooly, spring is here so I'm riding again, and I'm still waiting for that special someone. Whatever. |
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