Not to gossip, but...
Oct. 31st, 2002 11:44 amThis girl from my class told The Dreamwalker that she noticed that I blushed when the Russian Kid entered the classroom. She asked him wheter Johnny and I were through and wheter I did have a crush on him. I was probably doing my presentation on ethics and I was hot (it must have been 23 degrees in there) and I only smiled at the Russian Kid. So, sue me. It was after a DEW meeting, so I'm a bit more Juvenile (delinquent) then.
The horror. People gossiping about me, while they don't even care about me and don't like me. Oh, wait. That is the problem.
Ah well, life's a bitch. He chews on you, I chew back.
The horror. People gossiping about me, while they don't even care about me and don't like me. Oh, wait. That is the problem.
Ah well, life's a bitch. He chews on you, I chew back.
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