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"Lyle why did you get in trouble at school?"
"Because I was kissing a boy."
"Why were you kissing a boy?"
"Because the other girls were doing it."
"Oh."

I went shopping today with a friend to get ready for our College's semi-formal. It's a 1940s thing which I love due to the curve embracing clothes. As I'm shopping I can't help but notice how I can't seem to find anything above a 10. Sure there were some, but like always they were made for skinny people just sized up. So they were in no way flattering.

War is an ugly thing. There are casualities, prisoners of war, and men do are forced to do things from nightmares,

As we near elections and add on another year of American History and tradition I find myself getting pissed off. Every time I hear someone say, "I don't matter"; "It's just one vote"; "Mine doesn't count" it pisses me off.

I worked at McDonald's for over 2 years during high school. The days there were fun and I enjoyed my coworkers and management. Eating there was cheap and easy since I worked there and could get discounts. I have moved off to college and in the past three months I have only had McDonald's once.

As I mentioned last time Ben also has a long lost brother that I found. His brother is 27 and has been in the national guard. Today, Ben recieved a reply from his brother.

Ben was a boy who grew up without a dad. He knew he had one, because he remembered when he was little being on his knee. He remembered a big mustache and that was about it. When he was four his dad left and he heard from him no more.