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1 comment:
July 29, 2006
I'm a girl.
why do I consider it sometimes a handicap?
I'm self-conscious.
after he called, I couldn't stop smiling.
I'm spoiled.
forgot to put my money in the meter, so I got a ticket.
I'm unreliable.
Stephanie has been waiting for me since 6:30
I'm selfish.
thanking my parents is a special occasion.
I'm inconsiderate.
talking to my parents is rarely on occasion.
I'm trying.
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