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Hello again gorgeous internet strangers! Sorry that I haven't posted in an obscenely long period of time...you see, I was at summer camp, and then I went to California, and then I *insert excuse here*, so that's why I didn't finish my summer homework. I MEAN POST ON MY BLOG IN A LONG TIME. If my summer homework taught me one thing, it's that denial ain't just a river in Egyt. (--Mark Twain). Also, try not to embrace your screwedness when you find yourself cramming or furiously doing something at some ungodly hour. No denial. No embracing the screwedness.

Yes, school has started. And it's just like I never left. Which I really didn't, given the 26 pounds of summer homework given to me by my lovely, demanding, get-no-sleep Georgia school. Man, I missed getting only five hours of sleep.

AHAHAHAHA JOKES ON ME.



Anyway, my lazy bitterness aside, the start of the school year always gives me plenty of new thoughts to pretend to be occupied with. Something about being crammed into a low brick building for eight hours with 2700 strangers makes you think about people and how they act. So, without further ado, I present to you: My Thoughts During Five Minutes of School!

Time for third period!
Woah, look at her shirt! It's so pretty. Man, I wish I had a shirt like that.
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We're supposed to write an essay by tomorrow?? YOU KIDDIN' ME WOMAN?!
Oh wait it's only a page. That's no too bad. But I'm gonna tell my little brother that it's an essay cause then he'll be scared for high school.
Hehehe.
He.

We're supposed to write about our identity? I DUNNO.
Who am I anyways?
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HEY LOOK! Her hair is the exact color of a squirrel!
That is SO cool.
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Oh yeah, essay. I wonder how people respond to their expectations. Do I work to become my expectations, or do I live to defy them?
...I'm kinda hungry.
I wonder if that girl's parents fight at home. Maybe they do and nobody knows.
Everybody has a secret.
WHAT'S YOURS? SECRET- deodorant.
HAHA that's not even how it goes.
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Get out a sheet of paper? NOOOO that's too much work.
Hey I like this teacher, she's cool.
I wonder if she thinks our faces look funny when she's teaching us.
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What are sponges made of?


I have to say, that's as accurate as it gets. Think what you may of it.

Enjoy school kiddos, or summer if it's still hanging around for you. Anddddd of course,
enjoy loveliness and remember to muse. :)