Help me,please!
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Jedna riječ koja me opisuje? Hmmm.. To bi najvjerojatnije bila riječ koja opisuje osobu između štrebera i luzera.
Da.
Dvije riječi koje me opisuju? Štreberasti luzer.
Još se nikada nisam poljubila. Sama sam, nemam dečka.
Nikada nisam bila na srednjoškolskom party-u.
Nikada nisam bila ni blizu drogi.
Umjesto odlaska u šoping centar ili zabavljanja kao da je Stara godina; Ja odem doma i pišem zadaću.
Živim dosadnim životom.
Oke, dosta je moje dosadne priče. Uvijek dobijem najmanje četvorku. Mislim, život je život i bez zabave. Zar ne? Iako, ponekad se osjećam tužno jer sam više školski tip, a ne tip za zabavu.
Bilo kako bilo, gledajući unazad samo mi je žao što nisam shvatila kako sam prije bila sretna, dok nisam izgubila sve..
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