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life's like a novel; with the end ripped out.
Well,
my birthday was yesterday.
17 now, woo.
spent it with my best friends
prettty sweet.
annnnnd the fact that I got Rascal Flatts tickets
and they're real close too, score.
and how do jeff left me a toy car with a bow on it in my locker
hah I love that kid.
I was kinda in a lonely mood yesterday
buuuut its my own fault.
in a way, its just the way I think
I deal with it,
cause then I get out of those moods
and I realize that really, I'm not bad off in that situation.
I love math class.
not the fact that it's math, I hate math with a passion.
but I love that class, its so funny.
"cause when push comes to shove
you taste what you're made of
you might bend til you break
cause it's all you can take
on your knees you look up
decide you've had enough
you get mad, you get strong
wipe your hands, shake it off;
then you stand."
last modified Sep 26, 2006 at 13:42
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