May 19, 2007
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the problem with public education
As we crested the hill, I quickly noted the eeriness of the cemetery on our left. The large oak tree framed the monotonous stone slabs, casting large black whispers on the ground. After my eyes opened a little wider, I realized-
it was a school.
Comments (3)
That's really good!
I also really like your profile picture.
I totally want to see you so freaking much!
MISSS YOU BABBBBE!
So I watch for you ever Sunday and haven't seen you once yet!
I'm dying to see you.
Seriously has been wayyyyyyy too longggg!
Lots of love twords your way!
Aww I hope you feel better!
Sunday is 8th Grade Sunday so all the 8th gradiers are speeking.
I hope you don't mind but i used the picture you and me on the bus to Cedar Point for my slide.
I love you babe!
SEE YOU SUNDAY [hopefully]!!!
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