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I haven't updated in forever.. Again.
So, how's everybody doing?
I feel awful. But, hey, what did you expect?
May 17th is my "sweet sixteen" birthday.. 6 days away. Heh. Who ever called it that should be shot. I'm grounded for my birthday. So, I get to, uh, have a cake. That's cool, right? And I get a family dinner with my, er, beloved family! My mom better not say, "you don't have to go to the library since it's your birthday." I might snap.
I'm painting my walls a deep red color. It's super nice. Probably gonna leave one wall with just the hospital white primer.
I'm going to FWBHS next year. Hooray? Well, it's better than being homeschooled.. again. I think I'm missing out on the supposed to be best years of my life. Hah! What a sham.
Truffles. If you haven't already heard about it, it's the best damn coffee shop and cafe in Ft. Walton Beach. It's right in the heart of downtown and my second home almost. Matt and Susan (the owners) have taken me in and filled me well with scrumptous food, coffee, and chai tea. Rumor has it, once you're 16, you no longer need parental permission to work. Matt offered to give me an "under the table" job and I was thrilled. But, after much thought, I've decided that it would be unfair to them. I'm unable to be a reliable employee, at the moment. My parents suck so hard. And, yes, I've asked them.
So, how's everybody doing?
I feel awful. But, hey, what did you expect?
May 17th is my "sweet sixteen" birthday.. 6 days away. Heh. Who ever called it that should be shot. I'm grounded for my birthday. So, I get to, uh, have a cake. That's cool, right? And I get a family dinner with my, er, beloved family! My mom better not say, "you don't have to go to the library since it's your birthday." I might snap.
I'm painting my walls a deep red color. It's super nice. Probably gonna leave one wall with just the hospital white primer.
I'm going to FWBHS next year. Hooray? Well, it's better than being homeschooled.. again. I think I'm missing out on the supposed to be best years of my life. Hah! What a sham.
Truffles. If you haven't already heard about it, it's the best damn coffee shop and cafe in Ft. Walton Beach. It's right in the heart of downtown and my second home almost. Matt and Susan (the owners) have taken me in and filled me well with scrumptous food, coffee, and chai tea. Rumor has it, once you're 16, you no longer need parental permission to work. Matt offered to give me an "under the table" job and I was thrilled. But, after much thought, I've decided that it would be unfair to them. I'm unable to be a reliable employee, at the moment. My parents suck so hard. And, yes, I've asked them.