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he's a wonderboy. like wonderbread... only a boy.
well today was the steryotypical day of shitty high school. it wasn't awful but it wasn't worth waking up for. i took some tests all of which i either did amazingly well or i failed. and i had the nurse make my headache feel worse. and amanda and emu skipped. every time i passed sarah in the halls or whatnot, we said "ohhh that damn amanda and/or emu. i'm gonna kill them tonight."
i stayed after and tryed out for our town mostly because i didn't want to take the bus home and i saw sarah in the halls. mrs.lemley doesn't seem to remember the time in middle school that i exploded at her because she was really nice to me today.
now i have a lot of homework and i'm in a blahhhh mood. i feel like such a teenager.
when i was talking to my mom about being a P(c) she was all "ohhhhh you get your OWN service???" and insert other completely obvious things. i just wanted to scream at her that maybe if she'd listened to me gush about NFTY even once since 8th grade, she'd know a little more about it.
we haven't been getting along at all as of late.
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