Oh God! Is this actually the last issue of S.P.O.R.E.S. I will write before I am out of high school? That is the scariest thought in the entire world. I'll try to make it a good one. I'm in sort of this transitional stage of my life right now; all the people who were my friends I never talk to anymore and well I guess I don't really have anymore close friends except for my boyfriend...sad to some I guess but I seem to actually like it. If you have the sudden urge to hold a paper copy of S.P.O.R.E.S in your tiny little hands you can order it for $2 ($1.75 for every issue requested after that, subscribe 7 issues for $10 (PLEASE SEND A FEW STAMPS BECAUSE MAILING IS EXPENSIVE, STEAL THEM FROM YOUR PARENTS OR SOMETHING, EVERY PARENT HOARDS STAMPS) and send all money to:
Michelle Danda
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I am not responsible for any lost or stolen mail. Try to include a cheque because cash can be stolen (so can cheques I guess but if they're made out to me than I'm the only one who can cash them). I feel very tall today. Be my buddy...Thanks to all of those who devoutly (or not so devoutly) read S.P.O.R.E.S. because I put my soul into it and it makes me feel happy that people (not all people) find what I have to say interesting. I think I'm becoming a little more serious as I grow up. I just found a purse belonging to some girl I went to junior high with on my brother's floor, fancy that. To those that care I love you for it. Please, read on
The ending of an era
Tribute to those who read S.P.O.R.E.S.
The Job Hunt
What was I thinking?
This is to the girl in my class that does that thing (I won't mention any names)
What happened to all of my friends?
My insecurities
I've revently joined some webrings, to check them out and join them to click here (You can join my webring Life, Love, Punk! too)
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