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I just got back from my first pep rally. We lost =[. Of course we did though. >.o
Anyways, Alen has a date to the dance.
Guess who.
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I have no one to go to the dance with. Yet. I have a little plan up my sleeve. The person who took him was one of my friends. And she back stabed me. I told her I loved him. I wanted him. And for the first time in a long time, I feel like crying. I just want him to hold me, and let my cry on his should. He doesn't talk much, but he'll look at you, and smile, and its like he's telling him a thousand words.
I need him. I will get him. My divous plan this time is to become such a great friend, and talk with him, and flirt with him, not to heavly though , because he is in a depressing state. Everyone is teasing him because he has a date. Everyone in texas history was calling out his name, and I stood up, and yelled, "Stop it! All of you! Leave him alone! You all just some jerks, feeding off of others emotions!" And the all got quiet. And then he smiled at me. And They stayed quiet. Heh. then the teacher is all like, "ok, I know we have to be nice this week, cause its love week."
And when he said love, be both looked at each other at the same time. =]
Theres my life. I'll be gone for the weekend. Leave me comments, avi art, and lovely messages.

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