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So, um, what's happening?
Dunno. Nothing, I guess.

Everything is always the same *shrugs*.

But I have something to write about, I think . . .

Wednesday, I took that test (IOWA I think . . . either that or ITBS). I was in a room with two 7th graders and two 3rd graders (it was make-up day. And anyone who already seen the tidbits of this story can just skip it; I'll try to keep it short but to the point). I sat at the opposite end of a table as a little 3rd grade girl. She was the only who stared at me for a while, she had a freaked out look on her face like I was going to kill her . . . but then, around the middle of the test, I started writing. On what? The table. Just moving my hand, seeing every letter (in my mind) I was making. So then, everyone in the room (yes, even the teacher) stared at me like I was crazy.
I looked up and seen them looking and just shrugged my shoulders and went back to it. Then when the teacher gave us scratch paper (for the math part) I continued my story and my thoughts on that paper.
I don't use the paper for mental crap to figure out the problems, I just use it to doodle and write 3nodding
I trick people into thinking I'm "math smart" but really, as we all know, I can't do it to save my life xD

So, yeah, I wanted to avoid drawing attention, but instead brought more than needed. Curse the sudden relief of writer's block sweatdrop
Worst place. Ever.

ANYWAYSWHATEVER!

I've felt like I've been dying all day. My head is just pounding, and pounding, and pounding. My eyes are . . . well, they're really red and hurt like . . . crazy @__@;;
I can't seem to sleep, probably some mental problem again (I've been hallucinating a bit lately =.=;;) but I'm sure I'll get over it *shrugs*

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So . . . bais O:

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