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It's pretty fateful that every morning April will bring a poptart to class and eat it for breakfast.
You know, I'm really pissed off today. I have a priority every morning to get to school on time but that never happens. I come in late every friggin' day of my life and I really to try to be here on time. I have an alarm for when I'm supposed to leave my house 7:35, but I actually leave my house at like 7:40 AND I SPEED AS FAST AS MY P.O.S JEEP CAN GO, which is only like 75 mph, AND I'M STILL LATE. UGH!!!!!!! So yeah, being on time is a priority for me. Too bad it never works out for me.
nothing comes to mind.
April's stunt group in cheer always drops her. I'm concerned for her well-being. She's going to break if they drop her again.
I admire people who are good at craftsmanship- people who are creative with their hands. They are talented artists whom I look up to. I train my hands to make art, but they do it freely and naturally
something I wish I had more of, something I see people struggle with it, and something I see people fake.
Where I'm from, rural is referred to rednecks as home. Home of the corn, the grass, the long, long rows of fields that never seem to end. Living here your whole life gets pretty mundane. I want a change. I want the ocean for awhile.
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