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Okay, today. Me, Chelsea, and Sarah were going to go to places in ish to get stuff for national honor society, but Sarah had a flat tire. So Mrs. Grossman let us drive her HONDA PILOT if we picked up a cake for her. So we picked up all of the crap and went to the hs to bring the cake. We went back to the car, because we wanted to surprise Mrs. G by getting it washed, and Mr. Bonetti caught us in the teacher parking lot. In a nutshell, I'm the worst guilty person ever. But we didn't get in trouble.

I did, however, get in trouble for wearing ripped jeans. (???)

EXTREME DAY TOMORROW!!