I went to a funeral. My great Aunt Cathrine died. We didn't know anyone there.
I cried.
I got sick off of Taco Bell.
I threw up.
I finished my psychology homework, but not math or english.
I'm way behind.
I've been sleeping upstairs.
I don't want my pig to get sick.
Today i feel a little better, but not completely. I guess we'll just have to see.
I wish i
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