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So I'm about to just not contact anyone until I get my life together so basically dropping of the face of the earth.

Today was my first day of summer and something terrible already happened. I need to redo today.

When you have two days of school left and have this:
          An English presentation
          English bell-ringers
          Health presentation
          Health bell-ringers
          Computer project
          Band project
          3 art projects
          1 geometry paper
          Biology disection
          Biology paper
          Geography project
          
          I swear, my teachers hate me.

OH MY FUCKING GOSHHHHHHHH! THUNDERBOLTS* WAS SO FUCKING GOOD! AHHHH BUCKY'S HAIR AND BOB! BOB! BOB! BOB! BOBBY! YES! I SHIP BOB AND YELENA!

It is 10:30 at night and I am up trying to piece together a Yelena Belova or Bucky Barns costume to wear to Thunderbolts* tomorrow. I litterly do not own green clothing or belts. I guess I'm going to go with Bucky. Black pants, black t-shirt (I'm go with a sleeveless turtleneck), black socks and black shoes. I might be able to find a brown belt and can maybe DIY a few pouches??

I just was looking on Walmart and found a period swimsuit for $119.99. Why are we spending over a hundred bucks on a singular swimsuit?

My friends don't understand why I don't celebrate my birthday. Here's the reason because I know they'll see this:
          
          Why would I want to celebrate the day Chris Evans got married? The days my fantasies dies.

Thank you for reading and voting for my story!!!! 

It really sucks when every cast AND crew member gets flowers from everyone on the play's opening night except for you...

I'm going to school pale with bags under my eyes because I'm not sleeping. Why you may ask? Because fucking noises. Insomnia finally was letting me sleep then I heard fucking noises. Not sleeping. Thank God I have easy subjects and not hard subject tomorrow. Well today. It's like 2:30 a.m.