and whoo... my post.

Like, I didn't know that the draft you posted was the one you were talking about. soo... i kinda only checked it today. *cough*

Um, shall I write something really random and fully immerse myself into ANNA?! SHALL I?! WELL.

Start:

"Only mediocrity can always be trusted to be at its best."

And that is the quote that would so sum up the life of Anna. Anna, the epitome of mediocrity, who can always be named by the rest of the student body but with nothing else to distinguish her.

"Anna? That one? Yeah, she's really nice. I think she helped me with my math homework once..."

or:

"Yeah, Anna and I were in the same class in year seven, or maybe year eight. Mmmm..."

Yes, it is I, the Average Anna. My father, wise as he is, told me that I should be passionate with all I do and so rise out of the sea unexceptional, faceless crowds. Even the teachers who have taught me in bygone years have written in their yearly report: "Anna has a far-reaching potential and I have high hopes that she will achieve many momentous things."

Get real.

One of the motivational speakers who came to talk to us on one of those Who Cares About Assembly And Especially Motivational Speakers days, told the entire senior school that it's unhealthy for young girls to think depressing thoughts, more so in the morning. So, fine. I'll wait until after recess and then I'll immerse myself fully into the Mediocrity Of Anna's Life. It's maths that will consume my thinking.

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Mrs Leong, you're too short.

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Audrey looks like such a nerd. I mean seriously, can't she get contacts or something? She always wears those round glasses that obviously don't suit her face. GET NEW GLASSES OR JUST GET CONTACTS.

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No really, I'm thinking about maths. I totally dig the whole probability thing.

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It looks like Autumn needs to redo her dyeing. Her black roots are coming out. Although I admit that it isn't that noticeable but...

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Autumn, really, redo your dyeing. Blonde with black roots is NOT attractive.

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Audrey, GET A LIFE. WHO CARES WHETHER YOU KNOW HOW TO DO PROBABILITY COMBINATIONS. I DON'T.

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Okay, so I do, but what the heck.

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Mrs Leong, stop wearing lifts.

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God, save me from maths.