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Sunday, March 18, 2012
yellow hearted @ 10:57 PM

outside, the sand storm's gone, my nose is running, from my window, it's clear. my nose's still running.

a couple of days ago, a good friend of mine told me she's working at my old middle school, i loathe it when my past comes to haunt me. though, good memories did survive- intense courtships of cartoon characters, being made fun of because i refused to wear a bra- i always had a see-through white shirt on, i have no idea why i was so hard-headed to bear my swellings. i remember my first real crush, my first perm and live performances.

outside, i see a car waiting for me. there's this contest i gotta work on, i better go.