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Tuesday, August 09, 2005
today is a special day
WE TURN 40.
happy birthday little red dot
why are you still so small when you're already this old?
cc is an angry girl hrmph.
and i found out what the really really disgusting jellybean is.
CINNAMON. URK.
so now i try my best to avoid all Red&Spotted Beans.
and the popcorn ones.
LIX NEVER BLOG HOW NICE WE WERE TO YOU!
my feet were damn painful walking hokay, haha
happy birthday SEVEN days in advance hoho
and the dunking thing's bloody retarded.
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I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin' "don’t blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin, your daddy's too fat
Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it
It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak
You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I'd like to find your inner child and kick it's little ass
Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it
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All hail the Eagles for songs like these. :)
5:08 pm