i've been mathsing for hours now (inequalities) and im bored shizless. blergh.
letter time. =)
dear strathfield station guy
we talked, once, remember? im that weird blonde chick (stalker get off my blog!) with the awesome iPod and nice eyes. cause you were kind of cute, I'll forgive you for the corny pickup lines, but for blantantly ignoring me since then.
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see ya round!
love, nice-eyed-weird-blonde-chick.
ps. mum, if you read this, he initited contact, he was fifteen and had no tats, piercings or needle tracks, and wants to study environmental law. =)
pps. no, you can't arrange a marriage.
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