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My whole 17 and however many days, I've never been "that one girl" You know the ones. That one girl who is really smart, that one girl who gets all the boys, that one girl who everyone loves, that one girl who eveyone hates. Whatever the rest of the sentence maybe, I have never been that. I was never the best, but never the worst. My life revolves around nothing for I believe once you give something/someone your everything...you are soon left with nothing. I have yet to decide if this is something good, or bad...once again stuck in limbo. In my life i have my fair share of problems; boys, school, work, band, the usual. Ever since my senior year has started all my dreams of "this is it, my last year, make it count" dreams have been thrown out the window. I wake up, throw on my sweats grab my sax and drag my ass to school for 6:30 (an hour before school starts) jazz band rehersal. Only to be followed with unfair teachers teaching bull shit i'm never going to use (e.g quadratic formula). Only to try to put on my flirty face w/ the boys only to look in a mirror and regretfully realize what i decided to wear today. I've never been that girl who wakes up and gets ready to impress the world. Accept me for me or...well i don't really care either way. And when i do try to impress that one guy who catches my eye as he gets ready for hockey practice (as i work the snack bar at my lovely place of employment...pause not...) only to turn out hes head over heels for the top 10 in my class morman pretty asian chinese and mandrain speaking girl that at times wears too many accessories, though i think i'm the only one to realize. How can I ever compete?!!! Me, the saxist who smokes out of her saxaphone, hooks up to better understand what love isn't, who works at an ice skating rink, who cant get a 75 or better in transitions to college algebra...how can i compare?! Who cares anyways i tell myself, either guys are too shallow and pretend not to care so they can get in your pants, or too stuck up to care because they know who's in your pants. Well thats just some basics in my lifestyle at the moment feel free to write me i'm keeping this anonomyous so i can speak my mind and not go to school the next day hated by everyone. So i hope this works because it will be nice to be able to write about me and have people read...weird...but nice. peace.
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