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There is never enough. Entries lettme reflect on school.

[MONDAY]
Hmm what did I do on Monday?
Oh, nothing really thank god.
Or nothing to hard.

Photography we had to develop
negative film strips. Next come developing
pics. And I haven't reviewed my final.
So me and Mena just mess around with our phones
where they are not suppose to be, in the dark room.

Ceramics is always quite for me.
I don't talk 'cept to Ana.
or that one dude rarely.
we had to start throwing, which got me dirty.

Lunch. Ramen. I was full and sick (including previously).
Sock: that is too much meat for that one cracker.
Me: MMM meaty/juicy.
That's what she said.

Science, one of the weirdest teachers.
Ugh.... only kids know why.
Movie time my goodness.

Visual Art.
We looked at photos of art
and chatted. Short class.

End of school.
Ma mom had to pick me up because
of light rail/bus changes.
HOME Thank god.



[Tues; Today]
Math is relatively fun.
No, enjoyable. And it is because
all the vulgar teen boys. and girl.
Hilarious. but had to do a packet.
But Miss. Doesn't really care what we
do as long as we do work.

World History
New rules but that is otay. :]
Two new kids.
Lawls. We be note taking about
the rise of ancient Christianity.
and I got a B for last semester.
YAY.

Lunch, loli.
Sammich and a cutie (orange).
Kick back. Nothing much to say.

Brit Lit.
Gawd Sock we always talk.
and poor Mena has to go through it.
Me and Sock got into a fight. She pulled and held
my hair. Maybe that's why I have a head ache.
I pulled hers and stepped on her and threw her book.
There was a film on, nobody payed much attention...
Not a real fight

Visual Art. Goin' through the
elements of designs.
And got 2 A's. Yayness.
About to start water painting.
I quote:

Mena:'-inhales-'
Ms. Lee leaves again
and comes back and turns quickly around.
Mena:-inhales-... ( gonk ; but not literally I saw it in her face. XD)
-Ms. comes back-
-inhales-
Me:' xd '
Mena:"AHH! She smells really good! I can just smell it
for weeks, months, and years.'
MeL'Years? That's a long time."

No llores Mena.