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Thursday, November 25, 2004

i think that my fever broke last night. I woke uo this morning feeling WAY better and in a pool of liquid that i think was sweat but was about the same amount one would expect if they'd peed on themselves.. I was having all kinds of kookie dreams. One of them had me blowing up balloons at a kid's party and in the other one, that i remember i was back in junior high, Rincon Valley Jr high to be exact and i was dating Paris' sister Nikki Hilton, weird cause i don't remember ever thinking twice about either of them and now, cause this dream was so long and drawn out i feel like i'm totally in love with her and that we're estranged.. strange has this ever happened to you?
I think that i gotta run to the store with Maritza now, have a good thanksgiving an all that.... Eat lots, drink lots and try and not to argue with your kin more then usual....




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