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Hello my ovely peeps. Okay, so lets get this over with. Cory and I got into a big fight, and I was so sick of it.. People just don't learn their lessons. Well, whatever. Point is, we worked it out. We agreed not to call each other anymore or hang out or anything. If we see each other on campus, we just say hi and continue on. Works for me. Bad influence and his social croud isn't mine. I'm a stuck up drug freesuburban freak. He's a rebel suburban drug doing freak.
Oh well, so that's the end of that. I thought this was the one, but nope. I don't think I'll ever find someone that is right for me. I have such a tendor soul. Why can't people see that?I'm stuck up, but not in a bad way. I don't put others down. I just have this extreme case of self confidence. And, I love so many meaningful things like the enviroment, and the arts, and just things that really matter. A passionate...... wait, when did this turn into a personal ad? LOL. oh well.
OMG, I so love the Hannibal Lector movies. Okay, all you freaks out there are thinking "Sheesh, Tommy likes eating people" . That is totally not true. Wait, urm, hold on. My friend just pointed out that I do like eating people. He's a sick fuck. The best thing to have is a total straight perverted friend.
Okay, well, that's all for now. School school school is taking up my personal life. All I have left is random thoughts. I just put those under In other news. Tah tah. Be bi, stay bi, bi bi.

IN OTHER NEWS
I'm no longer a fan of Britney Spears.
Damn, I am a good singer.
Why haven't Ashley called me in like forever and a day (Evil Look)
Had Lunch with my mother today. She's weird.
Does this smell funny?
I hope Zora wins Joe Millionaire!!!!!!!!!!!! She's so hot.
I need to go see Chicago tomorrow.
Hey, i'm like so bisexual. It's almost sickening. Maybe I should be A-Sexual.
I hate men and women equally.

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