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Journal Entry: Thu Nov 22, 2007, 3:21 AM
  • Mood: Big Grin



after lots of figuring out how to use html @__@ my site is finally done! at least the whole layout and stuff.. i still have to put more text and stuff like that. i used yahoo geocities for the website hosting thing but xxpunkedprincessxx was already taken for an account so i had to take out an "e" xD; so ill probably move the site as soon as i find another decent website hosting site. this was for my theatre tech project so i had to get a bunch of stuff done really quickly, even though i had a lot of time xD;;
anyway if you wanna check it out go to: [link]
im planning on making some tshirts to sell... as soon as i get the time to do so.. maybe a gerard one..
ok thats all for now.



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nice, like your website ^^

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i wana buy a teeshirt from you! =D
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Oooh i love your website!!

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wow your site rox!!!

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*runs off to check out site*
Ohh, i'd definetly buy a tshirt off you!

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i wanna shirt( no seriously, i need a shirt, all my old ones don't fit anymore)

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