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hey wuz up maciej. yeah, i just feel like talking 2day. it's like, there's no1 2 talk 2 anymore, every1's leaving ME!!! it's not fair! well yeah, okay, enough w/ the theatrics, i diddn't come here 2 bawl. i'm just sooo lonely every single day, and i can't take it anymore! so, here i come, 2 vent off ma steam. u know, this blog has some potential. it's like, ma classmates blogs, they're just, well, old. u known, when it's like all of ur typing ideas have been used up and u just need 2 move on? well, it's like that. this blog's like fresh, and well yeah. u know, now i realize that it's not that i feel like talking, but i just want 2 pour out everything that's hapening right now. u 5th graders r lucky. u get another year in 153 after this 1. what have ma classmates got? hu ter high school, prep 4 prep, and i.s.119 in their future. u don't have 2 worry about that yeat. we do. i've always liked our predecessors, last years 6th graders. i duno if u remember them, or even if u knew them, most likely not. but i did. it was, well, it was amazing. i treasured every talk i had w/ them, and everything they said i held on 2, knowing that they would leave before the end of the year. u probably don't know what i felt when they left. w/ them, i waqs a somebody, exactly the way i was. and now, that part of me has been cut out. and then i found ur class. ur class kind of replaced them in a way. i began 2 find a different part of me. the part that has never spoken. and i've started 2 forget them. i don't want that 2 happen, but i still know that i need 2 let go of the past. u don't know how u've helped. and how everyone in ur class has helped. that's why internally i get so fed up when u guys talk 2 ma class in that insolent, and extremely ignorant way. it's as though we, or at least simply me, r ur parents. that's exactly the way i feel. the hurt. and some think that kids don't know how it feels. i've memorized every single 1 of last years 6th graders names. and i've now set about memorizing ur class mates. and when we leave, i'll b feeling a deep sense of loss, 4 the things that i diddn't do in 153 when i had the chance [especially go on the roof, i've always wanted 2 do that]. and what hurts the most is the fact that most of ur class mates and even my own classmates won't b feeling that pain.
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hey wuz up maciej. yeah, i just feel like talking 2day. it's like, there's no1 2 talk 2 anymore, every1's leaving ME!!! it's not fair! well yeah, okay, enough w/ the theatrics, i diddn't come here 2 bawl. i'm just sooo lonely every single day, and i can't take it anymore! so, here i come, 2 vent off ma steam. u know, this blog has some potential. it's like, ma classmates blogs, they're just, well, old. u known, when it's like all of ur typing ideas have been used up and u just need 2 move on? well, it's like that. this blog's like fresh, and well yeah. u know, now i realize that it's not that i feel like talking, but i just want 2 pour out everything that's hapening right now. u 5th graders r lucky. u get another year in 153 after this 1. what have ma classmates got? hu ter high school, prep 4 prep, and i.s.119 in their future. u don't have 2 worry about that yeat. we do. i've always liked our predecessors, last years 6th graders. i duno if u remember them, or even if u knew them, most likely not. but i did. it was, well, it was amazing. i treasured every talk i had w/ them, and everything they said i held on 2, knowing that they would leave before the end of the year. u probably don't know what i felt when they left. w/ them, i waqs a somebody, exactly the way i was. and now, that part of me has been cut out. and then i found ur class. ur class kind of replaced them in a way. i began 2 find a different part of me. the part that has never spoken. and i've started 2 forget them. i don't want that 2 happen, but i still know that i need 2 let go of the past. u don't know how u've helped. and how everyone in ur class has helped. that's why internally i get so fed up when u guys talk 2 ma class in that insolent, and extremely ignorant way. it's as though we, or at least simply me, r ur parents. that's exactly the way i feel. the hurt. and some think that kids don't know how it feels. i've memorized every single 1 of last years 6th graders names. and i've now set about memorizing ur class mates. and when we leave, i'll b feeling a deep sense of loss, 4 the things that i diddn't do in 153 when i had the chance [especially go on the roof, i've always wanted 2 do that]. and what hurts the most is the fact that most of ur class mates and even my own classmates won't b feeling that pain.
i'm sorry, i diddn't mean 2 dump this on u.
oh, and aside from this, check ur e-mail, will u?
oh, and u know i haven't told any1 this besides u, right? oh, well, maybe not...
ty for sharing this ill be your therapist
TY FOR MY NEW PROFILE PIC TY VERRY MUCH I LUV U ISABELLA(not lovey dovey love).
NOT LOVEY DOVEY!!!!!!!!!!!!
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