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OhmygawdIamneverlyinginthegrassagain. Ticks manage to fuck me up everytime I see one. *shudders*
Everyone who reads this knows Beau got his eye screwed over, but he's doing much better. I had a little freakoutbreakdown and I'm not sure why...but after seeing just that itty bit of his blood on my hands, I felt sick until...well, now.
I failed english, and I'm really freaked because my mom's going to talk to Ms. Shelly, even though it was my fault. I hate anticipation.
And I've been out in the sun nearly all day everyday since Tuesday. The break is almost over, and I've hardly touched my tablet. Or the watercolors Mr. Morris so graciously let me borrow. ;___;
And I'm worried about my Katie. Eric I <3 you, but WHAT THE HEEEEEECK.
Sophmore year = PHAIL.
Everyone who reads this knows Beau got his eye screwed over, but he's doing much better. I had a little freakoutbreakdown and I'm not sure why...but after seeing just that itty bit of his blood on my hands, I felt sick until...well, now.
I failed english, and I'm really freaked because my mom's going to talk to Ms. Shelly, even though it was my fault. I hate anticipation.
And I've been out in the sun nearly all day everyday since Tuesday. The break is almost over, and I've hardly touched my tablet. Or the watercolors Mr. Morris so graciously let me borrow. ;___;
And I'm worried about my Katie. Eric I <3 you, but WHAT THE HEEEEEECK.
Sophmore year = PHAIL.