Frank

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I feel so fucking guilty. Gerard had to go to a hospital so they could get his nose looked at, so he's not gonna be back until later. This is all my fault.

And!!! I had a wet dream about him!! What the hell, I'm fucking sick. What's wrong with me? I barely know him, I shouldn't be having wet dreams about him.

Class was alright, I guess, except science and French. Dissecting frogs was not what I signed up for. I'll try to get through it. And I'm in the wrong French class. I'm not sure how such a prestigious school as Brimstone Academy (ugh) messed up my schedule. But at least the honor's teacher is nice enough to help me learn some basic French until I'm in the right class.

Dinner was fucking heavenly. I love the amount of vegetarian options they have here. I mean, it's probably not that good, but I missed lunch, so it felt that way.

I guess it's lights out now. I should probably try to go to bed a little early. Who knows what'll be thrown at me tomorrow. 

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