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I started school yesterday. It was alright. I like all of my classes. Most of my teachers seem pretty cool, I guess. I have my old business tech teacher as the "facilitator" of my French class, as the teacher is at Northview teaching us via camera. Mrs. Rich is a pterodactyl. She's like 75 (dinosaur) and she looks like a bird. Pterodactyl. (I'm proud that I can spell that on my own.) I like my homeroom teacher, Dr. Clayborn. She's funny. I have a lot of classes with my friends. I have ...
Anyway, I'm pretty excited because I'm absolutely stoked on my schedule. I have classes with a lot of my friends. I get to take drawing and painting classes. I had to go through quite the ordeal to get there, though, so I better be happy with it. I'm zoned for a school called Northview. There is no way in hell I will ever go to that school. My sister goes there, and including her, there are less then ten people I'm friends with. Anyway, I go to my school because ...
Today I went to the mall for the first time in a good month or so. In June I went several times a week. I hung out with one of my best buds, Cat. We also walked to Toys R Us which is in the complex thing beside the mall, and got into a few shenanigans, which really just involved me sitting in a Cars chair which was made of sort of plush foam stuff, it squishing, and me getting stuck on the ground, and also jousting with flexible flower things on stick ponies. At the mall, we were starving, so my ...
I gave up on vegetarianism. I am now enjoying a hot dog and an egg roll.
is full of shit. it makes me cranky. My mom won't listen to my warnings that he's just fucking up my teeth more so he can fix them again and steal all her money. I had really bad teeth when I was younger. Really bad. I got braces put on in March of 6th grade, 2006. I got them off in December of 8th grade, 2008. They were all fine and dandy I guess. Since I was in fifth grade, I've had to have lots of teeth pulled (6 baby in 5th grade, 4 permanent in 8th grade, one permanent this past ...