where for art thou Angela..?
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March 7, 2010, 10:28 am
Filed under: lest we forget
Filed under: lest we forget
OHH My So Called Life where did you go?
Ahh- happy memories of starting every Summer holiday morning with a shot of teenage trauma and heartbreak.
Let us re-live the time where inserting “like” after every other word was rife and the only way to properly end a sentence was with “…or whatever”.
Angela Chase = my hero
Rayanne: You wanna have sex with him.
Angela: Who?
Rayanne: Who. Jordan. Catalano. Come on, I’m not gonna tell anyone, just admit it.
Angela: I just like how he’s always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great. Well, either sex or a conversation. Ideally both.
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