Did i mention that this blog is just the worst of my secret life? Oooops. Because it is. The good stuff is swimming somewhere on blogspot. Heh. But yes, back here to vent the worst of it when the superficiality of blogspoted-sunny-faced life has turned rancid.
I hate being the new girl/ interference.
I think they were all better than I was.
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