And I have to go running.
And do my homework.
And clean my room.
UGH.
And prepare myself for my parents' wrath. Just wait till they find out how well I did in the English essay.
It's really more red than black.
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Life of a teenager
Random**WARNING!** CONTAINS INFINITE RANTS, WEIRD EPISODES OF MY APPARENTLY NORMAL LIFE, IMPOSSIBLE TYPOS, FREAKING SHORT ENTRIES, CASUAL CUSSING, STUFF WRITTEN IN CAPS LOCK SIMPLY BECAUSE I FORGET TO TURN IT OFF, UGLY SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES [BEWAR...
