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Authors Note: MUST READ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Heyyyy, what I am posting is really embarassing. I found a diary that I had written online because I was going through a rough time with my friend. We never patched things up. Oh well, you win some you lose some. Everything here is entirely true, I just feel the need to tell people what I feel and not have them tell me it's ok to cry. I'm starting it again because I want to. This is a HSM crossover because I am changing some of their names and they remind me of the HSM gang. Tell me what you think.
~ miss-gabby-14
Sept. 7, 2008
Let's get this straight, this wasn't my idea. And I wasn't all gung-ho about it either. I'm being made to write (or type if you want to be annoying about it) on my laptop aganist my will. Even though I love my laptop, I'm doing this against my will. Now that we've got that straight, I should tell you that this started because of a lunchroom. They shouldn't be considred humans, demons is more like it because they cause lots of problems. In order for you to understand, you have to understand me. My name is Gabriella, Gabi for short. I'm petite, have curly, dark brown hair, brown eyes and olive colored skin, love really big dogs and horses (the bigger the better) and I love to cheer. I have EXTREME O.C.D (Obsessive Cheerleading Disorder). We'll call my BFF or (Now EX-BFF) Daniella, Dani for short. She's really short, has stick-straight light brown hair, hazel eyes and practically transparent skin and USED to love to cheer. I'm to tired to explain everything right now and my mom keeps passing my room. She's such a pain. BTW, Mom when I catch you reading this you are dead. I mean it.