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2002-03-05 - 3:37 p.m. Dammit, my sister is better at being me than I am! She sang and acted and moved like a true comedienne. She used my postures and faces... and she did them better than I do. I love her, but she's now invaded every one of my realms. I have absolutely nothing that I want to say in this entry. I don't want to talk about dropping out of school, I don't want to talk about breaking up with Luke, I don't want to talk about feeling like a failure. Oh, and Jade bonked my dad on the head today. It was really funny. Dad was teasing him by pretending to steal one of his toys, and Jade ran up and rammed his forehead. He *so* deserved it, though. Oh, now I'm going to talk about how I ripped my room apart and found a lot of stuff and got chalkdust in my nose. No I'm not.
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