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sick sick sick. everyone is sick. brenna, and amber, and whitney, and my dad, and patrick, and oh my gracious.
i'm eating chicken soup while i write this, haha.
why does chicken soup make you feel better? is it just cause it's delicious? i don't know. i have so many questions today.
guitar was fun. serial killer kid pushed me in the rolly chair. and i blew kisses at tricia, and accidentally at what's-his-face.
and lol, i was wondering why brandon looked at me funny, and then why grant was staring at my head while we were talking, and i realized i had a guitar pick stuck to my forehead. me=geek to the max.
sigh. i'm supremely bored. after christmas break i just like stopped having a life.
anyway. newspapers tomorrow. and someone should come with me. cause i pretty much have to go to all of them cause my mom.
i think that's it. except are we having a quiz on fahrenheit 451 tomorrow? if so, on what pages?
p.s.- i love bus evacuation drills.
i'm eating chicken soup while i write this, haha.
why does chicken soup make you feel better? is it just cause it's delicious? i don't know. i have so many questions today.
guitar was fun. serial killer kid pushed me in the rolly chair. and i blew kisses at tricia, and accidentally at what's-his-face.
and lol, i was wondering why brandon looked at me funny, and then why grant was staring at my head while we were talking, and i realized i had a guitar pick stuck to my forehead. me=geek to the max.
sigh. i'm supremely bored. after christmas break i just like stopped having a life.
anyway. newspapers tomorrow. and someone should come with me. cause i pretty much have to go to all of them cause my mom.
i think that's it. except are we having a quiz on fahrenheit 451 tomorrow? if so, on what pages?
p.s.- i love bus evacuation drills.