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Monday. 10:37 a.m. Not Possible.

All these things have gone wrong already:
1) The thread of hope I was holding on to -the one that thinks he and I still might have somthing- was cut up into neat, little, tiny pieces when I realize that the reason he is not calling me is because he is calling the awful wench, BeBe.
2) I was told that I am "the same kind of girl" as the above mentioned Abercrombie prep.
3) I was also told that my style is like hers and there is nothing I can do to change that, because I am tall and thin.
4) I realized that I am not as different or individualistic as I had thought.
5) I see that he has dyed his hair and it looks fab. Does not help me forget about him. (Then again, the picture had "The Angles", soooo.....)
6) I realized that my life is pathetic, and that last night I actually found myself thinking that I could fix that with some hot pink eyeshaow, gold glitter, a blue mullet or silver leather pants.
7) I found myself thinking about "how great" Columbus is and wishing I was there.

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Those are my Some Girls shorts in the back of your MySpace picture yay!!!!!

Speaking of which, you have left Blogger to die in favor of MYSPACE!! Oh well. ::sigh:: I guess all fads must have their followers. I'm currently nowhere right now. I'm the Nowhere Wo...Man. =D

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