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I know, I know, it's a saturday... why am i writing journal entries on a saturday? and i bet you answered your own question with "oh it's probably another dream, or she has to talk about her 'love life'" well, it's sort of like tht. let me explain:
my mom came home from work with my bday cake (and hopefully myra, i can save you a piece, if i can hide it from april!
i had to mail my magazine subscription, and i did, and we were own our way to the train station to buy our car fare. we were near omar's house, and i was looking at it to see if he was home. next thing i knew, the gate flew open. and i was just hoping and praying that it was his neighbor coming out. then i saw a lady come out. i was like phew! but what do you know, he comes out right behind her
and five minutes later, while we were waiting for the bus, there was a car accident. it wasn't big, but the rear end of a car was damaged. and while all of this was happening, i was still thinking "lord, i thought i asked you to let omar be the last person i see!" lol!!!!!
well once we got to pathmark, it was reallllllllly crowded there, so we ran back home with just a little bit of stuff. well, i'm going to go now before my mind goes completely balistic! peace.
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2/11/2006 - Omar I know