The Great Fruit War

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I just want to start by thanking the people who reached out to make sure I was ok. It means a lot that you actually care enough to check on me. I love you all.

In regards to my mental health, I FINALLY worked up the courage to tell my parents I want to see a therapist and they agreed without a problem. We've talked to a few of my friends and/or their parents about recommendations for therapists in the area and I'm actually really happy my parents are actually putting in effort to give me help. It feels like such a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and I can be more open about my mental health with my parents.

Moving on: I knew we had tickets to see The Book of Mormon this month, but I was not aware it was tomorrow, so I have to leave rehearsal a wee bit early but it's totally gonna be worth it.

Also Saturday I'm going with a friend to the Panic! concert and her moms making us bagel boys t shorts and they're gonna be fabulous

Ok so I have this friend, I'll call her applejack(you'll soon see why). Our friend group has had a running joke about applejack stealing people's apples and I suing them as projectiles bc why not. Well today it got a little out of hand. I was sitting there enjoying my gumbo (this was not in the cafeteria btw, we eat outside on a sidewalk) when I see grapes and banana peels start flying across my field of vision, and before I know it the group breaks out into the Great Fruit War Of 2019. No apples were involved in the throwing (thank god) until someone realized I stupidly got an apple from the cat, and needless to say I was chased all the way to the trash can. My friend grabbed my apple off my tray just before I could throw it away and ran back and instead of throwing it at someone we started playing catch with the fucking apple. We were not good and the apple repeatedly hit the ground, and it burst midair when I threw its final throw. My other friend promptly stomped the apple into the ground while he screamed at it and we went off to class.

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