they pulled my hair at charm school.

they stole my guestbook during rolecall.

do: pass out during study hall, + February. 07. 2005 = 11:57 p.m.

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nine p.m. at favorite korean deli on smith. the boy in the knit cap behind the counter is waiting for me to give him six dollars and twenty-three cents. we both look up from my crumpled dollar bills at the same time to see a man run in, grab something off the floor, run out. we just stare incredulously at one another. did he just--? um, i think, he... did? we can't stop laughing, and when he tries to hand off quarters and pennies they miss my hand and roll off the counter.

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everything else is all black & blue.

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