So come and dance with me, Michael.

Sunday I did very little of anything, although I did go to Target with mom and bought a big ball that is fun to bounce. I am thirsty. Monday was the last day of regular classes, and, malheureusement, my harder day (U.S. History, Français Trois, Expository Writing, and College Prep. Biology) rather than my easy day (Geometry, Health, Art, Study Hall/Bio). It was fine though. Did a lot of reviewing. Whoo. Today I had my geometry and health finals. I got a 98 on Health (we corrected them in class...) and I think I did fairly well in geometry as well, but I thought I did well on the take home part too and got an 86 on that, so so much for that theory. I drove home right after, then mom drove back to school... I went to Sam's. Mr. Michael Brown was there too. He's such a nice boy. I ordered a pizza (ven though I don't like it) and shared it with Mike while Sam went upstairs with Jen to get high...ugh. It's so stupid. Plus I can't stand that girl, and the only reason Sam ever hangs out with her is because she has a car and smokes him up. It's so ehffing stupid. Anyway, after he got high, he went and bought Jen cigarettes, then came back. He had to go do yardwork somewhere, so Mike took him there and me home, where I watched The Simpsons and took a nap. Now it's 4:36, and mom needs to print more finals, and I must go study for my U.S. History and Français Trois finals while sipping something refreshing... ...like water with a hint of ice. THREE MORE DAYSSSSSSSSS. Au revoir, mes amis. A bientôt, je t'aime bien. Out: Gretchen
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