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"Olivia: means Peace..like the Olive Tree" 

That's my name. My mom was going to name me something like Jocelyn, but my grandma wanted my name to be Olivia. She died when I was...I forgot- but I was little. Maybe like 5 or 6. I'm 13 years old. I'm 5'5 (I know, tall right). I look pretty regular. Black Curly Hair, Dark Brown Eyes, nothing special. Ok looking I guess. I'm bisexual but label myself as queer. I've been called gay multiple times but it's fine because being called gay is a compliment- everyone knows that. Pretty sure one of my friend's ex's are homophobic but it's fine cause I deleted him from my contacts...I think. 

Anyways, I have friends but only have a couple that are close to me. I'm not popular but I'm not a loner either. It's good to be in the middle. I would be fine being a loner though. Loner's have more personality than popular people and are WAY more interesting. Um what else....I usually fall for insane people or fiction characters just cause they're supa swag. Anddddd my headphones are about to die :) just great. I wish my dumbass brought the cord..or the charger. Eh..I guess it's fine (not really). 

Oh and this isn't a diary. It's a journal to keep track of my progress. But I'll talk more about that later. 

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