person 1: about myself...this morning i woke up at seven o clock and drove my mom to work. Then i hung out with C**** S******. We talked until ten thirty a.m. it was great. At ten forty-five i was at SHS (a local high school) to pick you up, and i am having lots of fun now. I loved making noises with you at the huddle house (although you did not make noises with me--loser!) and picking out this friend journal with you. you are the best! Quote of the day: "the hand you hold is the hand that holds you down." -the cranberries. (December 17th, 2004-2:15p)...person 1.
Person 2: we won't go into roleplaying, but that's a whole 'nother story.
i hate trying to start and end paragraphs. it feels really good out here right now. these sentences are really reandom, but my brain is speaking through my pen. I love this side of books(odd numbered pages). i think i want to get a camera and take pictures for fun! (hand cramps-well, just one) No don't leave me! (you just left to go to the bathroom.) I haven't seen you for a week! you were greatly missed. Do you want to call this THE or A journal OF or ABOUT lowly expectations of rhombi and trapezoids? do you remember that one time in huddle house when we wrote notes back and forth in conversation? I think we should do that again. my hand really hurts. I love you, person 1!
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