music: whatever stupid-ass hillbilly bluegrass bullshit my dad is playing.
Hi, my name is Mr. AP Exam and i am here to stress you out from mid-June to mid-May every year of your high school career.
it's a shame that today was our last day together EVER. i sure will (not) miss you.
also i was going to go to the star trek premiere tonight with my friend and her brother and this other guy, but
A. i am not a total loser and
B. astronomy test tomorrow morning 1st period, GAY.
oh and ALSO i am pretty much addicted to honey toast lately?
dunno why, but it's good you should get on that shit.
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