It is 5:20 am, I am awake, crazy...yes I know.
I sure hope this week goes by fast *knock on wood* because last week was miserably long. By Friday I was in a bad mood.
I hate when my mom tells me things 3 times in one conversation, I hate repititon. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.
We get progress reports today, I'm screwed. I have to make up 3 tests in my English
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