HIGH SCHOOL IS DEAD. D-E-D, DED.
I'm . . . yeah. Indescribable is kind of just the tip of the iceberg, you know?
So anyway, after spending today freaking out/signing yearbooks/screaming about the final I have to have in DShiv's mailbox by 11:00 Friday (the prompt he gave us is seriously two pages of complete and utter nonsensical sentence structure.
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