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The Unbreakable Curse
Sunday, March 02, 2008

Well, it struck again. The infamous Sara Curse. Went to Becky's last night for Death Note and Blood+ goodness, and of course, Sara's favorite character kicked the freaking bucket! ARGH!!! And in the lamest way ever! I freaking hate when a character dies for the hero and the hero doesn't even care, like last night. He's all "I love you and I'm gonna die for you" and she's all "wtf I'm really tired". The bitch. >:( Sara spent the rest of the night whining and yelling at the t.v. long after the show was over.

Friday was okay. It was like Jesse's Birthday pt. 2. Seriously, we sat around and watched Jesse the whole time. Joe's friend Eric was there and when Joe told him Libby and Gary broke up, he said "Hello, Brother-in-law!" It was funny because Joe said he didn't want to be related to him, even though Eric is his best friend. He didn't say it in front of everyone, but Aner told us about it when we were leaving. Libby doesn't know, which is probably a good thing.

Dawn called yesterday and said she wanted to hang out today, but Libby said no one called (Dawn said she'd call here). She also told me that it was Demi and Dara's birthdays and she didn't know if they were doing something, so apparently they are. Or maybe she'll call later.

Going to go make a new background or something because I'm bored. Ugh...I feel so blah...

"I'm still happy when I get to hold his hand
He says I can hold it but remember we're just friends
And I try and I try and I try to be satisfied
After all, he keeps me alive." -"He Keeps me Alive", Sally Shapiro