Today Graham asked me if I was ready for the AP test. I made a weird fist-pump-in-the-air-thing and declared I was born ready. Then I died inside. Ooohft. The very last template ever of my life is due in 3 hours and 48 minutes and I haven't even started it yet. Oh hell.
In other Very Unfortunate News, my French, Mme. Le Stupid hung the Very
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