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wow some one is sitting here arguing with me over my intelligence. I am not stupid but I am not the smartest of the bunch. I mean I know I am not stupid but if I was smart I would try in school. I don;t even have a 3.o GPA because of my stupid freshman year. God I was such an idiot and its catching up to me now. I thought I could fuck around and expect it not to do anything in the long run. Well I was wrong and waited to long to change. I did change but to late.
I noticed a huge change in me since I got to Connolly. Freshman and sophomore year were kind of my training years. I've gotten hurt and learned who my real friends are. I'm not the little girl who was worried about the tiniest things and about other people. I have my friends and that's all I need. Life after Connolly sould be the best thing ever. Im not saying it was a horible experiance but sometimes I think durfee would have been better for me. and I know its sad to say but it is the reality. After COnnolly I will never see 1/2 of those people ever again. I mean the only times I see most of them now is in school without school I don't, so therefor I won't. Maybe there will be a tiny effort made and maybe we'll see each other a few times, but really thats as far as it will go. I'll run into them at the supermarket, stop and pause, having an uncomfortable conversastion then move on with my life as I had before.
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11:19 p.m. || Thursday, Jan. 23, 2003 |