Er, some strange things happened. One of them being me having this sudden vivid daydream while I was walking to the bus on Monday, where one of the middle school kids from my bus stop gets hit by the car and I calmy run over to him and have to do CPR in front of Malcolm's house while instructing all the freshman to flag down cars and call the hospital. All while listening to The Offspring. It was so weird.... Want another strange thing? Today Matt said, "Meghan, you're so pretty. heart " and Amber slapped my butt.
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Anyway..
Seems like I never get to see you all anymore. Scratch that. I never get to see you guys anymore.
And you all suck at posting journal entries. evil
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