The end of my day was characterized by some junior/senior Jaime on my bus peeing into a water bottle and then pouring it out the window while middle schoolers commented, "What is that? What is that?"
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Day was so apathetic, I guess.
Bio was okay. Mr. Prez was in Shelb and I's group because there was no Jeremy. Lately Shelby hasn't been doing too good. I'll let her tell me if she wants. I'm just starting to get worried..
No other gossip to comment on. Tired. 'Night.
Did you think that I would cry,
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
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