Note to self:  Stop sending (____) to famous acquaintances and focus brainmeats on writing New York Times Bestseller.

A few weeks ago  -while I was waiting for the bus to take me home after school- dowtown I saw Chelsea Clinton walk by me.
It was really weird.  
I was no doubt staring at her like a tard when she smiled at me.

LAST THURSDAY, 
I don't know how, but I somehow managed to fall backwards down the flight of half-assed-padded concrete staircase leading to my ( Read more... )

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Last night I met Hyades at Muddy Waters where he was nice enough to buy my tired, broke ass a large coffee. 
We talked non-stop the whole time there. 
It's always nice to find a new friend who shares a lot in common with such an uncommon girl like me. 

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