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three and some years after, i find myself laughing at how childish i was. livejournal and xanga entries saved, oh the memories. drama formulated from such minorities. things that could have been easily disregarded weren't, simply for the reason that i was now in "high school". apparently in high school, if you go through some problems its the "real legit shit nigguh" and everything is just valid reason to bitch, rant, scream, fight over.
i mustve been one of those annoying know-it-all drama-attracted highschool freshies i love to hate on so much. oh grade 9 thea; young, naiive, stubborn, hardhearted, and reckless. OKAY so not much has changed after all. aha.
i mustve been one of those annoying know-it-all drama-attracted highschool freshies i love to hate on so much. oh grade 9 thea; young, naiive, stubborn, hardhearted, and reckless. OKAY so not much has changed after all. aha.