In Her Shell
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
  Another Thing I Feel Bad About (St. Patrick's Day Edition)

In fourth grade on St. Patrick's Day, I told Rob Hammer I was Irish when he asked, even though I had no idea if it was true (it wasn't). He seemed happy, though, and smiled at me. Sigh.
 
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man alive the evil runs deep in you, doesn't it?
 
If having a crush on Rob Hammer was wrong, I didn't want to be right.
 
Do you feel like you cheated Rob or cheated yourself?
 
Myself. I need to stand strong behind my Polish-Lithuanian-Latvian-Russian-Czech ancestry!
 
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