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I'm Rey, a 15 year old aspiring graphic designer/photographer.
In this blog you will Life of the Party read what I did for the day as well as what's been going this thick skull of mine; and if you are lucky, you'll get to see some of the 'projects' I'm working on. What else could I possibly say? I know it seems pretty boring, but the people that don't like their own life, might actually like mine... You'll never know. Plus, isn't that was a blog is?

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Name: Rey
Birthdate: 12.19.95
Birthplace: New York City
Nicknames: Rey Dukez
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: Dark Brown
Height: 5'1"
AIM: ReyDUKEZsoCoOl
Facebook: /reyzilla

If you'd like to know anything else, just ask. I don't bite...
I just nibble ;)

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v1; is there life on mars? infravermelho
Dorthy!?
7.23.2010, 9:27 PM
Is this Kansas? No, this is New -fucking- Jersey! I knew New Jersey had tornadoes, but come on now... That's some shit that only happens down south somewhere. Though, I have to say... I miss when the sky used to get dark. It never looked like it was midnight or some mess, but it definitely used to get dark. I was looking forward for the tornado. But sadly, it didn't come. Now I'm looking forward for the 'big' thunderstorm that's supposed to happen. I'm going to be pissed if all of these dark ass clouds and lightning are just a waste. My mom was pissing me off, though. She was like 'Oh my god! You and your dad have to get your grandmother into the basement, NOW!' We looked at her, looked back at each other, then looked back at her and started cracking up! This was a day to remember for a while...