...Back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm not a fool. I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight, I hope I don't get in a fight. Ohhhh, back to school. Back to school. Back to school
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I spent the morning cleaning and organizing the bathroom. It needed to be done desperately. But now, I'm slightly retardo from the cleaning chemicals I inhaled for so long. Woo
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Why is it that I always feel that writing in the middle of the night is perhaps the best thing for me? I don't really consider 11:30 late by normal standards, but I haven't really slept much over the past couple of days
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