tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1781255590408972531.post3469762015973982910..comments2023-10-30T08:59:16.494-06:00Comments on comme d'habitude: My day..it's so fascinating, isn't it?Kayleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11094852034223920156noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1781255590408972531.post-5720896842925163002015-08-26T13:07:32.371-06:002015-08-26T13:07:32.371-06:00I stand by the eye contact.I stand by the eye contact.Whitney Leighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06697764451642369509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1781255590408972531.post-7837788489674027182008-10-30T10:42:00.000-06:002008-10-30T10:42:00.000-06:00It might be the white trees that smell like crotch...It might be the white trees that smell like crotch... But crotch isn't dead people. See if they're around! They're the sickest things EVER. No seriously. They're at full smell power during the spring. SICK.Jules AFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06336241065496752673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1781255590408972531.post-57768650605235794382008-10-06T23:03:00.000-06:002008-10-06T23:03:00.000-06:00Wow, I just had a major flashback. I went to Provo...Wow, I just had a major flashback. I went to Provo High School, and my dad did, and still does, work at BYU. I would walk those stairs daily after school. And then, I went to BYU as well. I hated life.Kristina P.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16144488639100871226noreply@blogger.com