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School, school, school Too bad it isn't cool. It ***** drama bites, the teachers are mean, the students are cruel. Why can't I leave? Oh yeah... IT'S AGAINST THE LAW! The lunch room is loud, people are staring. I want to go home, I hate these strange glarings. The people are odd, there are too many strangers, but the friends I do have do really great favors.
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 8:17 PM UTC
School
School, school, school Too bad it isn't cool. It ***** drama bites, the teachers are mean, the students are cruel. Why can't I leave? Oh yeah... IT'S AGAINST THE LAW! The lunch room is loud, people are staring. I want to go home, I hate these strange glarings. The people are odd, there are too many strangers, but the friends I do have do really great favors.
shanell
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 8:17 PM UTC
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