you don't even try.
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Three Days Grace has a habit of summing up my life in three to four minute songs. That makes me feel like such a cliche.
Anyways, I'll keep telling myself that I'm over him. Really. Because I'm not. I may have told you I am completely over him. That I don't harbor any affection for him.
Why am I such a good liar? >.< I hate it.
I just updated my iPod, I have a lot of music. I like music. Music is my painkiller, and the thing that keeps me awake at one in the morning when I typing like crazy.
It's ridiculous how I'm becoming an insomniac. I can't sleep, and when I do, I'll sleep and sleep and sleep...
Bam.
I have to start preparing some stuff from my friend Syd, she's helping me set up my first Writer's Workshop of the summer. There will be five sessions and it'll be ten dollars to get in.
Sorry, but someone has to pay for the refreshments, paper, ink, and other important stuff.
I'm only taking a maximum of thirty people, because
a) Now that my mom and I are talking again, she won't be happy having thirty people in our house. I have to find another venue. XDD
b) I don't really want thirty people in my house, either.
c) Do you even think thirty people will sign up?!
...yeah, spread the word!
*simple and clean*
-Angie
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