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Hey all you people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am pretty chilled, and chillaxing is hard to do. Billy Talent is coming to town, so hopefully I'll go see them. And I realised that Fred was lying to me when he said monkeys fly. I am kind of hurt by that, but I am content knowing that he's never ate cake. I am psyched by the prospect of my room being a crazy take on funky town, I mean, what can I say? My ceiling is flying, and there's nothing I can do about it. It is true that my dog is a superb singer, but sometimes I wish my toaster would provide her with a drumline. And just like that, I'm gone.