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Dec 23, 2005 15:28

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A secret.
A compliment.
A non-compliment.
A song that reminds you of me.
How long we've known each other.

just because i can. and, its the end of the year, its time for reflection :D

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anonymous December 24 2005, 01:29:04 UTC
i think ur hot

ur hawT

i'm hotter

"julia's hot"

since LAST NIGHT OHHH.

no offense to ur man, mista P-dawg.

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anonymous December 24 2005, 04:01:41 UTC
a secret?.... a me secret or a you secret?...::confused::

yur look good in pink

yur bitting hurts a lot and u should stop...i think i still might have the mark XD

A song...uh...the finale movement of mendellsohn's 4th symphony

since last spring when u were shouting @ me 2 "SHUT UUUUUP!" but then i kinda knew of u i didn't really get to know u till IFTA, noises and Bio....well till i guit as u would say...lol....wow mine's easy...

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leleinthesky December 24 2005, 19:46:30 UTC
One time, at band camp...

I can talk to you for hours at a time and it's just... awesome.

You're a tad moody. Tad xD.

Scotty doesn't know, cause you got me addicted to it before I even saw Eurotrip

Since 9th grade, but I didn't really know you well til tenth. Plus I kind of didn't like you cause you were going out with Dustin and I (*kills self*) liked him at the time.

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evaded_xtc December 24 2005, 22:36:37 UTC
a tad?

oh, don't lie.

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anonymous December 24 2005, 20:50:44 UTC
A secret.. about who?

You are always in shape, you lucky girl.

You act spoiled sometimes.

Something Eminem.

Through high school.

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themustardseed December 28 2005, 17:39:57 UTC
This is my SECOND comment here.

You really were awesome at guarding our precious precious colors. :D

You and the rest of your class (this is a noncompliment to all of yas!) are leaving us juniors BEHIND to SUFFER and DIE next year WITHOUT you. We're suffering and dying this year, yes, but next year we won't have anyone around to put us in line when we whine, saying, "YOU WANT STRESS?! DO MY ADMISSIONS FOR ME, MAINTAIN MY GPA, GET ME MONEY AND DECIDE ON MY MAJOR AND CAREER. NOW YOU HAVE STRESS." Because next year that'll be us. Without you. ...Jerks. *runs away crying*

Techno, DDR-ish things played vein-poppingly loud.

Pshh I knew you in 8th grade. Donna would come home talking about how I should NEVER EVER MENTION her wild and crazy one-night flings with this long-haired lover named Juli--ah crud. ...*shifty eyes*...SORRY~!!

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