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2002-05-19

All my life a brain fear that follows not too far set behind my lips. Something that halts, wait a second, then explains or retreats or just doesn't bother because sometimes brains aren't as good as people would like to think.

I feel a need to make vows never to mask my smartness just because I don't want to be that girl. It's so dumb that I zip my lip to avoid complications that may arise. I'm still not over nerd-a-phobia.

That's all. If I feel all math I'm gonna be all math for now on.



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