it's so sad that drama exists no matter where you reside.
Kroger?
say what?

School's going decently. I'm going to fail AP US History, and If I do, I'm dropping down to standard. So there. Teach me to pretend to be smart.

I love choir. At the moment at least.


Everytime I wake up, my chest is tight. Like there's something inside that prevents me from breathing. I can't talk for at least 45 minutes after I wake, and I have to resort to crude sign language.


Well. Work at 3:30. Hopefully someone cool will be there. Maybe.


[vf]