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Due to recent events, my entries are moving to another journal. I will be more than happy to give you the link for it, but please don't friend my new journal, as I do not want it to be traceable. I will continue to use this one to read friends only entries and the like.

The AP Lit gods were smiling down upon me today. I couldn't have picked two better essay questions for me to answer, Wuthering Heights was the perfect choice. Given the chance, I could have taken two hours on that question alone. It's been an okay day.

All you need to know about today:

1.) Nikkie and I will be purchasing a forest sometime in our futures.

2.) After this afternoon, I believe it's safe to state that I have the most glorious scream in all the land.

3.) SUBway is SUBlime.

4.) I prefer massive head trauma to fashion jewelry.

There are only a handful of things I hate more in this world than Shop-Rite.

Tonight, I bought a pair of pants with holes already in them and I can’t help but feel like a part of me just died a little. I didn’t want to ... but they fit SO WELL. Feel free to mock me relentlessly.

The song “Sledgehammer” is stalking me.

So, I just ran three 8.5 minute miles consecutively and my heart didn't explode. Awesome.

I hurt EVERYWHERE. The past two days, I've worked 13 hours, played two entire games of soccer almost back to back, and engaged in two NERF battles... I'm so sore... but I must say it's been fun. I just wish my legs still worked.