they pulled my hair at charm school.
they
stole my guestbook during
rolecall.
Extra Credit. + February 18. 2002 = 8:09 a.m.
+ Last night my head pounds. Fear if one were to tap my forehead it would shatter. Last night round of telephone calls. Nerves & am flushed as have so many things.to.do. (Things smooth out between Ben & yours truly. Although, today's planned hours of highway driving with his bandmates may change this. We shall see.) Last night and its the bath water and the oils & scrubs and the window cracked open until eyelids grow heavy. lastnight last night lastnight. After a long w e ek of places.to.be : s l e e p seems like the extra credit project one finally has time to f i n i sh. _
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