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you're so hypnotizing, you've got me laughing while i sing
you've got me smiling in my sleep

Tuesday, August 25, 2009 at 12:41:00 AM

so today we called the sears air duct cleaners to suck up skittles *and kill her* so i could move on with my life.
so after my rents and the sears guy claimed she was gone, like sucked up or whatevs
i STILL heard noises coming from the vent
my parents said i was hearing things but i denied and said that i swear its her
so after i went to buy a new hamster :chestnut , its a guy, and not as cute as skittles
came home, cleaned my room which was a reck because i was ripping up my floors, literally...looking for her.
then i was about to go to bed when m mom was like "NKECHI, NNAMDI, COME COME COME, LOOK"
and i was all like "omg whattt....you better not tell me you hear her cause then id just start crying agian. is it good or bad"
and she was all like,its verry good
and then i followed her the basement where i saw my dad with a screw driver in his hand and
there she was, my hamster :)
he said he went down stairs to get paper or whateva and he heard a noise coming from the vents
so he got a screw driver, and unscrwed it and there she was.
i still dont understand how she survived the fall of 3 stories, or 2?
from my bedroom vent all the way to the basement, but she did and im just glad shes alive
now her cheeks are stuffed with food and shes drinking water liek crazy.

so i guess i return the other one ?
is that even possible?
cause hamsters cant live together if they weren't born together cause they kill eachother'
accoridng to some chick at petsmart.


"if a guy treats you like he doesn't give a shit, he genuinely doesn't give a shit. no exceptions" i like Asian dramas, romance, comedy, carmel frapps, cardigans, long necklaces, twitter, the search bar on twitter, lime green, purikura, food, winter, big cities, animals, behemoth, jake et amir, dean fujioka etc

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