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Friday, August 28, 2009

Tell You What.

When you are within a one hundred foot radius of me, I feel intimidated, like everything I do should be perfect, schooled, and smooth.

OMFFG? Shh.. at Friday, August 28, 2009

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Your friend & lover,

Shh..: I'm fun-sized. The distance between my skin and jeans in nonexsitant. I'm a music sympathizer, mango eating-machine, and water-wasting life form. I arch my eyebrows at know-it-alls and botox-influenched women. My eyes will probably grow droopy over time from reading compulsively. Profanity is a second language to me. Never give me a caffeinated drink after the stroke of midnigh-I'm told I "double." If you feed me after midnight, I multiply. Currently, blunted on reality. If I seem absent-minded, just keep telling me facts. My mind is a fucked apart dead thing unless I'm having fun. I flow with eccentric people.

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Get a scholorship!
Ace the SATs and other exams.
Accomplish community service. 60 hours min.
Join at least four clubs each year in high school.
Get honor roll or straight a's in high school.
Get accepted into my dream college, University of Pennsylvania.

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