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Ficlet Nirvana, aka, what the ***'s wrong with her head?!

ok, so i’m going to start writing this now.

if my spelling sucks , it’s your fault ‘cause i’m not allowed to backspace. normally if fix crap. and i backspace automaticually this is reall y hard

gah. so i’m sortya col.d i need to turn off the fan. and maybe not lean on my elbow like i’m doing so my fingers don’t msess up all the time. like that.

ok my elbow’s like, asleep. is that possible?

shool orientation tomorrow. don’t a wanna go. have to finsiish marie antoinestte book. ano…antio…antoinette. i hate you. i need my backsa backspace button.

i like pink lemonaid…lemonaide…lemonade! i think.

i’m going to get a c glass. after i turn off this stupid fan.

why’s it on anyways? i hate fans.

i don’t have a fan in my new room and being that’ it’s in tx that’s not very good ‘cause it’s really hot. so i have a plug-in fan that is small and just sorta ciru ciculates the air. i spelled that wrong, i’m sure.

i’m running out of letters. i guess ill finish this up.

game over.

bye

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