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So I started writing what I guess you can call a diary. Basically, whenever I was overwhelmed with thoughts, I would write it all down on a sheet of paper. I put them all in a tissue box to save them, and now here we are. So here's about a school years worth of deep thinking on my part.
Enjoy my personal thoughts ;) View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jun 11, 2012    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


November 1, 2011

1:25pm

In math, last class of the day. YAY! Right? No. I have cheer tryouts tonight. Coooool. Anyways, I think it's funny how much I see Vicky's true colors since everything happened. I mean, I always thought she was *perfect* now, I T O T A L L Y see she's not. I mean I also found out so much stuff she never told me. Things she should have told me, if we were sooooo close. Oh, and I read something she wrote about Mariah: "Haha! Even though I'm friend's with here again, I still like to make fun of her."

Like what a BITCH!!

I think at this point, I wouldn't even be friends with her is she wanted to be. I don't know. Maybe that'll change, but still.

Math is retarded. I hate stupid geometry.





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