an oboe is a sad-sounding instrument. the way it looks. i was a flooty-tooty. hah, that looks funny. and very unfitting. ew...and the spit is as gross as ever.
today we ate cookies in math: yum. and we did bio: yuck. lost my water i think: boo. "je fais le caca sur le tapis!" hehehe...
"you're a creative writer, right?" uhhhhh...
poop. i feel like a two-yr old. a very messed-up two-yr old. maybe because i'm really seventeen. and in eighteen. and old as heck. boo.
~G2~