Unfortunately, today was just about uneventful. Nothing worth really writing about. I barely remember waking up this morning. I know for a fact I didn't eat until lunch time at school.
I found my string bag I had lost about 2 weeks ago. It was found during a fire drill during 7th bell. Sadly, everything in it was soaked and virtually unusable.
I spent another day with Drea and Jazz in the library today for study hall. Another friend joined, and somehow we ended up talking about all the Marvel/DC characters we'd get it on with as well as Infinity War theories and the Thanos, Death, Deadpool love "triangle" (There's some loose ends).
Like I said, uneventful, but still a day. So I mist write it out. No matter how small (or non-entertaining)
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This Is Me
Non-FictionThis will be a journal. My own naturally. All of the events are true. All of the feelings a true. Everything that happens is current. May contain vulgar language or thoughts. But, unfortunately, that's what makes my little life real. Excuse any...in...
