So...Hurricane Charley came. Or didn't. Lin and I had a hurricane party that no one came to because of they were scared of the hurricane. I never understood it. I think big thunderstorms are fun. But whatever
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Extended Essay doesn't matter. Just don't get an E on it. I got a D on mine. I was told that mine was excellent, original, and full of great ideas that would really impress the IB graders. My mentor, of course, was Mrs. McCall. My very first mistake. Seriously...just say fuck it and throw it in someone's face.
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you never talk to me anymore....
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