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  1. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
    posted a quote
    December 12, 2012 4:45pm UTC
    Everyday in my math class, my teacher draws a name for a piece of chocolate, which is taken quite seriously.
    So, my teacher pulled out a white slip, and my crush, screamed "Yes! I have the only white slip!" And then the teacher read my name.
    Guess who I got to make fun of the rest of the day?

  2. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 11, 2012 5:10pm UTC
    Today, I got to hold his hand.
    He had no idea that he made my day.

  3. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 9, 2012 9:07pm UTC
    Texting with wet nail polish
    and getting it all over your phone.

  4. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 9, 2012 11:05am UTC
    People always say, "You want a boyfriend, don't you?"
    And to be honesty, no I don't. I'm perfectly happy right now. I don't want that weight of my shoulders, that possibility of losing someone close to me.
    You may think you can't live without one, but I can.

  5. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 6, 2012 5:23pm UTC
    I was this close to
    wearing his jacket today.

  6. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 5, 2012 9:21pm UTC
    Thank you, brother.
    Me: *getting back of popcorn out because I haven't felt insecure about my body lately*
    Him: Didn't you already have a bag of popcorn today?
    Me: Yeah, why?
    Him: Two bags is excessive.
    Me: You're not in charge of me.
    Him: Okay, eat if you want to get large ... er.
    Guess who's most likely not going to eat tomorrow?

  7. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 5, 2012 8:48pm UTC
    You're a conceited, rude, arrogant, and
    stupid jerk. But, somehow, you made me fall for you.

  8. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
    posted a quote
    December 5, 2012 8:44pm UTC
    All I want is to be
    your e v e r y t h i n g .

  9. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
    posted a quote
    December 4, 2012 5:59pm UTC
    Boys are like math.
    They always make me cry.

  10. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 4, 2012 5:54pm UTC
    I'm this close to breaking.
    Everyday, if I do something wrong, people pat my back and tell me its okay. If my teacher says only one or two people got an A on the test, people cough and say my name. People in my math class cry because they want to be as smart as me. More than half of the people I know hate me because I'm smart, and (apparently) pretty.
    You have no idea how hard it is to live up to perfect standards.

  11. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 4, 2012 5:01pm UTC
    You have no idea how much time I spend thinking about you.
    I remember every moment, every joke, every smile, every laugh, every tear, every word, I remember everything.
    But apparently that isn't enough.

  12. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
    posted a quote
    December 4, 2012 4:57pm UTC
    According to everybody,
    He is annoying, ugly, dumb, and conceited.
    To me, he's funny, adorable, smart, and sweet.

  13. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 3, 2012 4:48pm UTC
    I live in Missouri.
    Today is December 3rd, and it's 80 degrees outside.
    Thank you global warming for making me wear shorts on Christmas.

  14. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    December 1, 2012 1:02pm UTC
    Imperfect Perfection
    I hummed a tune, wrapping my wet hair up into a towel. A strand came loose and tumbled down, and I tucked it behind my ear. My bare feet pattered across the carpeted hallway into my bathroom. The counter was lined with numerous skin and makeup products, and a stray tissue. I tossed the tissue into the trash can.
    I turned on the water, liquid spurting out. I grabbed a washcloth from the towering stack and my cleanser. I looked up at my reflection. My green eyes stared back. Acne dotted my chin, forehead, and nose, and freckles were scattered across my cheeks. Instantly, a picture of my older sister Taylor appeared in my head, with her luscious auburn hair and warm brown eyes.
    I sighed, and began to scrub my face. I dropped the washcloth on the counter, and picked up my concealer. Maybe all this trouble would pay off for once ...
    - - -
    "Taylor, what's it like being pretty?"
    We had this conversation everyday. And everyday it was the same. "I'm not pretty. And you're pretty, so shut up." which, of course, led to denial from me. It repeated until we got to school. Today, it didn't change.
    "Alice, will you SHUT UP? I'm not even pretty. I'm fat. You're skinny. I wish I could have your body." She sighed, and kept her eyes on the road. I didn't respond.
    I watched the houses fly by, the sidewalk blurring. In the window, my reflection stared back. My hair was straight as a pin, my face loaded with makeup. I was wearing one of my favorite tops. But, I still didn't feel pretty.
    Maybe, that was because I wasn't.
    - - -
    I zoned out as Mrs. Trelit droned on about a project we'd be beginning. It was a partner project, which meant I'd have to actually find someone to be partners with. Unless, of course, she assigned partners, which Mrs. Trelit rarely did. She encouraged us to do projects with our friends.
    There was only one problem to that scenario, though. I had two friends, and neither of them were in any of my classes, besides lunch. Which meant whenever we did partner projects, I got stuck with the weird kid in the back of the room.
    "For this project, you will have to construct an experiment. I don't care what you do, except it has to be science related. That should be common sense, people. This will be worth 85% of your grade. Also, for this project, I will be doing something different. I will assign your partners."
    A boo erupted from the corner of the classroom, and some students groaned. I did. Just to play along.
    "David and Jenna." She nodded at them, and they exchanged glances. "Kylie and Tyler. Julia and Andrew ..."
    I stopped listening and looked to see who was left. No one I particularly liked. No one I particularly hated, either.
    "Alice, you will be with Cameron. Caitlyn, you and Jaidyn." I stopped breathing for a moment. I was partners with Cameron. Cameron Matthews. I looked over at him uneasily, and he flashed me a bright smile.
    And that's when my day was ruined.

  15. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    November 30, 2012 4:59pm UTC
    So, today, my crush couldn't get his locker open.
    Me, being nice, asks if I could try. I tried, put in the combination perfectly, and it didn't open. So, I asked him if it was the right locker.
    He's such an idiot.

  16. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    November 29, 2012 5:23pm UTC
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  17. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    November 28, 2012 6:25pm UTC
    Spinning like a girl in a brand new dress,
    We had this big wide city all to ourself.

  18. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
    posted a quote
    November 26, 2012 5:19pm UTC
    According to howmanyofme.com,
    In the U.S., there are 9 Harry Styles, there is 1 Niall Horan, there is 1 Liam Payne, 35 Louis Tomlisons, and 1 Zayn Malik.

  19. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    November 25, 2012 7:15pm UTC
    Imperfect Perfection
    “All I want is to be wanted.”
    Born into a perfect family, Alice Berth is quite the opposite. While her siblings have perfect red hair, and deep brown eyes, Alice has her father’s frizzy blond hair, and grassy green eyes. While they have smooth, fair skin and dainty little noises, she has pale skin, speckled with imperfections, and a nose that’s not exactly ‘dainty’ or ‘small’.
    Alice was no different than any other girl. She didn’t have amazing grades, she was okay on the piano, and she wasn’t great at sports. She was just average. An average girl in an exotic family. What were the odds that there was actually something … different about her?
    Cameron Matthews was anything but normal. He was good looking, with shiny black hair and striking green eyes. He was amazing at any sport you can name; soccer, basketball, football, perhaps even volleyball, if he tried it. His grades were phenomenal as well.
    But, being perfect had a price. Sure, at school he seemed to have nothing wrong with him. That’s not the case, though. At home, everything with him is wrong. He’s not worth anything at all to his mother.
    So, what happens when normal collides with perfection?

  20. MsMinty101 MsMinty101
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    November 25, 2012 4:25pm UTC
    Broken Hearted
    "Teresa." I groaned. I tossed my phone back and forth in my palms. Then, I opened the messages one by one.
    "Don't you dare steal my man. Again."
    "Back off. He's mine."
    "You're dead meat."
    "He doesn't even like you. He likes ME."
    "Chika, you're going DOWN." I laughed at that one.
    "Hunny, if you want him to like you, maybe you should BRUSH YOUR HAIR." Okay, now that stung. Just a bit.
    "How did he ever like you in the first place?"
    Etcetera, etcetera.
    I giggled, grabbing my notebook from my nightstand. Flipping it open to my current plot, I went down to Teresa's weaknesses. Smiling, I scribbled easily jealous , right below "weight". I knew she had huge issues with her weight. That was one of many for her.
    But Kyle had one, one I wasn't sure was true. One that I shouldn't mention, I couldn't mention. One he'd do anything for me not to mention. One that would help in the plan later on - but would make him hate me forever.
    Then, my phone vibrated, and hungrily tore my eyes from the ceiling to my phone. My stomach started doing flips as I opened the text.
    "Elsa, why's your stomach doing flips?" I asked myself. I didn't like him; I hated him. He broke my heart and now it's time to break his.
    I fiddled with the buttons as I impatiently waited for the text to open. Step three in action. I read the bolded white text in fascination.
    Hey Elsa.
    I'd just like to apologize about our break up, though it was years ago. I was out of my mind. I was just a cocky eighth grader who was supposedly in love. I was mindless the day we broke up. I still love you, believe it or not. It was a mistake, that day.
    It was a dare to get together with you ... but then I fell in love with you. Then the guys pretty much forced me to dump you, though it broke my heart. Lol, sorry for the lovey-dovey stuff.
    But will you take me back, love?
    I broke into hysterical laughter. An apology wouldn't mend my heart, though it was still part of my plan. I pulled up 'Create A New Message' and thought of my response. Just one word, two letters, and a period.


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