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i tutored at Huron today..
god i miss it its soo weird i went there
i feel like i can remember everything from fifth grade but my old teachers don't remember me
college soon>?? are you fucking kidding
i want to go
i'm not ready to go
i don't even know how to make mac n cheese on my own
i'll be living off of oatmeal n baby carrots next year...thats about as far as the cooking goes
ooo but i've decided i don't want to go to U of M
and i probably won't get in anyways but i'm past worrying about it
i'm sticking with the original plan
Chicago
i'm going
its final
i'm scared
i want to go back
go back to letter people, D'Nealian(looked up how to spell that one),sitting indian style in the pit and listening to stories, number lines, adding and subtracting that went no higher than 10 because thats as far as you could count with your fingers, music class, gymmmm omg gymmmm.....lallalalalala
i hate not being in control
i can't go back
and can't stop any of this
its not fairrrrrr
by the way i was the letter C and my mom made me a cotton candy costume and it was like cotton glued on a sweatshirt and she even lightly spray-painted it pink and it wasn't even cold out so i suffered all day in a sweat shirt insulated with cotton but damn i looked good
god i miss it its soo weird i went there
i feel like i can remember everything from fifth grade but my old teachers don't remember me
college soon>?? are you fucking kidding
i want to go
i'm not ready to go
i don't even know how to make mac n cheese on my own
i'll be living off of oatmeal n baby carrots next year...thats about as far as the cooking goes
ooo but i've decided i don't want to go to U of M
and i probably won't get in anyways but i'm past worrying about it
i'm sticking with the original plan
Chicago
i'm going
its final
i'm scared
i want to go back
go back to letter people, D'Nealian(looked up how to spell that one),sitting indian style in the pit and listening to stories, number lines, adding and subtracting that went no higher than 10 because thats as far as you could count with your fingers, music class, gymmmm omg gymmmm.....lallalalalala
i hate not being in control
i can't go back
and can't stop any of this
its not fairrrrrr
by the way i was the letter C and my mom made me a cotton candy costume and it was like cotton glued on a sweatshirt and she even lightly spray-painted it pink and it wasn't even cold out so i suffered all day in a sweat shirt insulated with cotton but damn i looked good