God, Mom, way to kill my foot by tramping directly on my last three toes with your clodhopper of a running shoe... x_X;;;
School today blew like a two-cent whore. I hate it there. I hate the music department. I never, ever, ever thought I'd hear myself say that, but I do. Mr. Eshleman is dragging it all downhill. Have you ever heard the saying "If
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