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Okay so,,,High School. Uhh. God. It's okay I guess. Nothing special. At least I don't have to ride the stupid bus. Brad picks me up and Clay brings me home. So it all works out. Hmm. I just feel like rambling on. Lalala. I feel kind of sick. I must leave.

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[anonymous]

if it's such a problem that I choose to right about you in my journal, then don't read it and bitch about it later on, Karly.

that's all,
Liz