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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 4:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 5:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 5:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 5:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 12:34 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 1:03 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 07, 2006 8:03 pm
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Zasz follows the man unwillingly, wondering constantly why he was in a class of 10th graders. but oh well, he can deal with it, its not like theres a difference, they all all judgemental morons School is just a beauty contest that i wasnt invited too, whats the point of trying to impress with fancy speech that i could easily let out, i just dont wish it... he thinks to himself as he keeps following the principal of the school, I wonder if he knows everything about me, about my past problems and everything, he would look down on me, not that i really care, its just the concept of everyone being judgemental....GAH, stop talking to yourself Zasz...STOP IT...
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 3:10 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 8:36 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 9:06 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 9:32 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 10:38 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 10:59 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 4:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 09, 2006 4:52 am
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