I've been sick lately....
My phone was also stolen, hacked, thrashed, and returned. Someone managed to recover some scandalous pictures of me, and put their own scandalous pictures on my phone (I hate people).
I feel like I should be ranting about education reform or something, but I think I'd rather rant about my boyfriend (who I want to dump, nicely).
Education in America sucks...
I've been playing with this idea of a memoir, something to do with growing up in San Diego, but I'm not sure about starting another project while I'm already so busy.
There's something about growing up the way that I have that makes you crazy and intelligent and eccentric.
Maybe that's why I should be a writer...
Anyway, I don't know where I'm going with all this (massive amounts of chronic)
This weekend is gonna be a party weekend, and I really don't wanna have to take care of a bunch of people who are completely shit-faced; but it's highschool, right?
I want something else, I don't know what I want...I want a cliche
I have nothing more to say for now
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