feb 5th 2014

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dear j,

children's aid came today. i hate them.

they don't 'help' us. they tore my 'family' (no matter how i think differently) apart.

our case worker even wanted to see my room. nosy much?

i've had a pounding headache all day, i thought i'd pass out.

we got our report cards. bs and a few A's.

damian, with an A not O, found out about a few things, self-accumulated. he was fine, and supportive.

we had to learn about osteoporosis today. i found out damiAns dad has diabetes, arthritis, and osteoporosis. it's when you have weak and/or brittle bones, caused by unhealthy eating and and lack therof physical activity in everyday life. blackies nana had it. severely.

last night, Elaine and i got in a fight because i deleted a few pictures of which containing MY privacy. she said i wasn't allowed this, or that. then she brought up you. i snapped.

ergo, an awful day.

i mean it was snowing like a bitch, worst than previous snow days, yet, we still all went to school! ew. school. (though we all know i absolutely adore snow, moral of it was; it. should. have. been. a. snow. day.!)

fun fact for ya j; dolphins get high from sucking on puffer fish. no lie. scientists taped it, and they were even caught passing it around.

i tell ya, intelligent creatures they are. truly fascinating.

how was your day? i've been wondering for awhile now. are you getting enough shut-eye? i hope you're doing 'fine' (as explained previously, not dead.)

i still remember all those times we'd talk about what we'd do if an zombie apocalypse came. we had quite the imagination.

i've been reading lots of apocalypse books, and im hooked. i want an apocalyptic adventure.

maybe, one day, ill travel to Australia and then, suddenly, terrorists attack with a deadly-not-so-dead virus. i've always wanted to go to Aussie.

i read a book like that, 'Eva Wilde vs The Zombie Apocalypse.' that's where the "obsession" started.

it had been about a girl (Eva) and how an apocalypse broke out, in Australia where she lived, found love, and, well. the struggles of survival when said lover boy's brother goes nuts on them and starts killing them (trying) and alluring zombies to their safe haven-notsosafehaven and they almost die. almost.

can't wait for the third book.

me and you can go to the Cairns, and survive and spoon some zombie/walker/un-dead ass.

are you doing fine? i hope so.

i love you. j, i miss you and really truly do.

signed,

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