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Ayesha, 15

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Tuesday, 18 January 2011 @ 18:29
hurry on, love

Hi I've been a very good girl. I come home and do my homework and eat and sleep. And then I wake up and go to school and don't fall asleep and do work and do homework and go home and do homework and eat and sleep. And then I wake up and I go to school and on the way to school I make up life stories for the people I see along the way. I have my 'french' lady who doesn't eat and my cute expat boy who acts nonchalant all the time but is actually really well-read and concerned about world issues and my lesbian CHIJ girl and her friend and my insecure man. And then I reach school and oh my goodness I am so very very very boring I think I'm going to die.