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[sunshine_queen]

So, you know those people that are just... perfect? Like, entirely?

Yeah. There's this girl I went to Mommy and Me with- her name is Diana. She's a month younger than me and is Completely Perfect. We don't keep in contact with them 'cause they live about an hour and a half north of us... but they see fit to make us feel great with hearing about Their Perfect Family with Their Perfect Daughter, Their Perfect Son, and Their Perfect Life.

If I had low self-esteem, I'd kill myself.

Today was pretty nondescript- french, chem, lunch, history. Turned out that Mom's car is broken, or something, and now we're all screwed and with one car. Maybe now we'll be forced to get a new car! Oh boy!

I'm still sick, and it sucks. But I totally did all my french homework last night. V. proud.

Have a D in chem again. Must do work! Must do well! MUST STUDY.

Damn damn damn.

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[nova25.livejournal.com]

*hugs* The way I see it, perfect people don't feel the need to brag about their perfect life. Even by living it. Ergo? No perfection. ;)