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Entry #4
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Hello people!
So much has happened since I posted that little note saying I'll be starting this project and so much has happened since I posted my first entry.
I made new friends, went on a camping trip that almost ended in bloodshed and fell in love and was heartbroken on the same day.
All in all, Project Popular has been a real eye-opener. I got a taste of the popular life, but guess what? It's bitter and I'm very content with being unnoticed and un-popular. Sleepovers and scary camping trips, guess who's not coming next time? That's right, moi! Count me out! I'm very happy with my three crazy and awesome besties - if they forgive me that is.
So this is it people of earth, the last note from Taylor on this subject. If you didn't watch my pitiful excuse for a program y
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