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I'm just sitting in my room right now, singing some Rocket Summer, so that automatically qualifies me for anything that has to do with being stupendous. Today was ok, but just a little slow and sleepy. Classes were fine, nothing big there, but I was tired. i waited in a huge line with TJ to get gas, and that was pretty sweet, even though I whipped my piece out and almost peed in a cup, but I held back. That’s probably for the better. After that, I got home and thought I'd finish up the crucible, I was reading, and before i knew it, I was asleep, contacts in and all. It wasn't the best sleep, but those few hours are what’s making this post possible. After that, I rushed to get all my homework done, even though i can't find the planner I just freaking bought and only wrote in once, so that’s awesome all by itself. I'd better find that, or else! I like Academic lab because that means i can hang out with one Adam Lee everyday, and that’s a good thing. We chill and write romance novels together, while sipping merlot. It’s a soothing experience. I am spending way too much on lunch lately, so i need to budget a little better. Its only the second week, I'm still finding my feet. I hope I can get gas tomorrow so i can make it to throw with coach Hickle. If not, I'll call him up, and I'm sure we could figure something out. I never knew orange soda had caffeine in it, and that really disappoints me. Damn caffeine, it has no place in anything. All it does is hurt people, like my friend Ellis. Ellis is a caffeine head, and he will go into withdrawal if he doesn't have 20cc of caffeine every hour. If you would like to donate just 83 cents a day to sponsor an unfortunate boy like Ellis, I'm sure he'll kick that addiction in no time.
I Suppose its time for me to go to sleep, even though I don't feel as tired as before, I think I can make it. Oh, by the way. Today while I was walking to the lockers with Robert, I was struck in the head, the temple to be precise, but a wrapped Snickers bar. i have my ideas on who threw said bar, as my informant Sarah says she saw the perp, and identified him as one "Ryan McFadden". I will destroy you "Ryan". Nobody throws candy bars at my head and gets away with it, nobody.
NOBODY.
I Suppose its time for me to go to sleep, even though I don't feel as tired as before, I think I can make it. Oh, by the way. Today while I was walking to the lockers with Robert, I was struck in the head, the temple to be precise, but a wrapped Snickers bar. i have my ideas on who threw said bar, as my informant Sarah says she saw the perp, and identified him as one "Ryan McFadden". I will destroy you "Ryan". Nobody throws candy bars at my head and gets away with it, nobody.
NOBODY.