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Nov. 15th, 2004 05:35 amMy radio just said something about a drug stash being found in a bakery oven in Sydney. Wouldn't that just ruin the drugs?
*Tries to understand the minds of people who deal drugs. Fails.*
*Tries to understand the minds of bakery workers drudging up old memories of being one. Fails*
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Another busy day today. Then I'm off to Peachester tomorrow to do my sister's hair for her high school graduation (formal or prom - you know, fancy dresses, dancing, celebrating the end of school) I did it on Friday night for a trial and it made her look really grown up. I feel old.
Wednesday and Thursday I'm concentrating mainly on Concert stuff. Well that and making Donna and Josh have a baby in my Sims.
Friday I go up to the old high school and watch my sister finish school forever. It's bringing all sorts of vivid memries back, actually. I wonder if the Principal's speech at clap out will be the same one that he did at grad, like in my year. I wonder if anyone will dance down the corridor, like the guy who walked down the corridor like me did. I wonder if anyone will have pink hair like my friend *g*.
Tell me about your last week of high school. What was it like? What did you do? How did you feel?
*Tries to understand the minds of people who deal drugs. Fails.*
*Tries to understand the minds of bakery workers drudging up old memories of being one. Fails*
~*~
Another busy day today. Then I'm off to Peachester tomorrow to do my sister's hair for her high school graduation (formal or prom - you know, fancy dresses, dancing, celebrating the end of school) I did it on Friday night for a trial and it made her look really grown up. I feel old.
Wednesday and Thursday I'm concentrating mainly on Concert stuff. Well that and making Donna and Josh have a baby in my Sims.
Friday I go up to the old high school and watch my sister finish school forever. It's bringing all sorts of vivid memries back, actually. I wonder if the Principal's speech at clap out will be the same one that he did at grad, like in my year. I wonder if anyone will dance down the corridor, like the guy who walked down the corridor like me did. I wonder if anyone will have pink hair like my friend *g*.
Tell me about your last week of high school. What was it like? What did you do? How did you feel?
