Why is it that people hate us for being the FIRST?!
Why is it that I cry tears of joy when I reminisce on that fateful day?
Why is it that, after seven years, I still love looking through all my
STUFF from that wonderful experience?
Why is it that I get stares when I wear my pink and green?
Why is it that I am the prettiest, classiest, sexiest diva when I wear my AKA t-shirt?
Why is it that people want to be my friend so badly when they discover that I'm an AKA?
Why is it that everyone will hate when we arrive at 2008?
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