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What About?

-It's about a girl who never grows up named Raissa.

-She's eighteen and will forever be eighteen for the rest of her life. (Until her birthday comes up that is.)

[What's more?]
-Her days are bleak without happiness.

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What defines a Raissa?

A Raissa has to be:
Anything other than nothingness.
It's that simple.



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Sunday, September 03, 2006
While others are out this Saturday night, I'm stuck at school/home doing anything school-ish. Eww. Let's face it, the next few weeks will probably be the same as before. SO. Until my life gets better, my entries will most likely be about SCHOOL. Or anything closely related to that.

I can't wait for sembreak. It's like a million miles away!


{/9/03/2006 12:18:00 AM}
Waiting for you is like waiting for the rain in this drought- useless and disappointing.
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