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my life story so i met this girl on the bus this afternoon. we'll call her jessica, simply because that is her name. and that's all i know about her. except the fact that she likes to write the life story in her head of the people around her. except, unlike normal people (well....perhaps not normal, but people who would typically do this sort of thing) she actually thinks that she is right about them and feels the need to check up on her theories. so today she told me "my life story". and now i am going to tell it to you. sorry if it's a little disjointed and hard to follow. first off, my name is annabelle, but i more commonly answer to ann, or ana banana. i am so "punk". just becuase i have one piercing, that makes me "hardcore". oh, and did i mention that i love blink 182? in any case, let me tell you about my ex-boyfriend. he was my first love, and was also "punk". he had interesting hair, and a lip ring. i lost my viriginity to him, and he ended up breaking my heart. i now like this other boy that is on the bus with us, marc. apparently, jessica is going to "hook me and marc up". i live on my own. i used to live with my mom and my stepdad, but then she kicked me out. i lived with my dad, my stepmom, and my little sister for awhile before moving out on my own. also, as part of my hardcore image, i party, drink, and do drugs a fair bit. i like both punk music, and the punk "style". i also like chick bands, and hate the rain. when i grow up, all i want is to be free and happy. eep. is this how i actually come across to people? it amazes me the time that this girl has spent studying me, and trying to figure me out. i am also amused at how wrong she is. then i freaked her out, by telling her that she was way off in guessing that i was listening to blink 182 on the bus the other night (yeah, she coincidentally happens to be not only on my school bus, but on the bus that i took home from braid the other night...) and told her that i was listening to tool (a band which she finds to be excessively scary. *sigh*) i actually don't remember what i was listening to. certainly not blink, but perhaps not tool either...meh, it really doesn't matter. she didn't really get my hint to go away either. i told her i didn't like people. and she stayed there and kept talking. but then i really didn't want her to leave, because i realized that i was interested in knowing what my life was like. some people just have too much time on their hands....
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