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granted I look pretty much the same as I did in seventh grade. I'm just a bit taller , slimmer and have better hair/ fashion sense.
So basically I've been looking the same for four years now. Weird...
Hmm, I probably should change my pic then :P Wait, but I don't have any good photographs other than the ones of me making crazy faces while lifting weights 0_0
It was the day most of the eighth graders came to the amusement park. It's like a tradition I guess because almost every school does it in the city. We just picked the wrong day.
he pictures fine, everyone looks how they look.
Granted I have known the Tibbils since elementary since My sister is best friends with their son.
For the whole year of sixth grad I had no friends, and was very sad. Also my interests vastly changed a well and I'm much better at drawing.
1) The lady at the canteen asked me where I 'worked'
2) People I meet for the first time ask if I'm working.
3) Some others have the nerve to ask if I'm married.
4) Yet another group of people ask if I have any (you-know-what)
5) My classmates get scared if I walk up to them suddenly.
Trust me, as far as I know, there are no advantages except that policemen never bothered to stop me for licence checks when I was 16 :D
Even that doesn't matter anymore as I have a licence :3