nothing much to say: a memoir

During my first year of junior high school, I once accidentally had lunch at the cafeteria, sitting face to face alone with the most popular/cool boy of my class (late 90s standards). Amazingly enough, we did not have much to say. Struggling behind my foggy glasses i took the big leap :

- i think Jennifer was prettier before she had braces on…
- hell yeah…
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(from here to eternity)