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This boy is kiiiiiiiiilling me.
He’s saying all these cute things, but I can’t show him how sweet he is in public. Literally killing me!
It was his birthday, though. He’s eighteen- an old fart! He can now legally be in the military, buy stocks, lottery tickets, tobacco, and porn. (Buy/make porn, actually. Oh ho ho.)
My day was super busy. I just got home, at ten, after leaving for school at seven twenty. I had to stay after to practice for academic challenge, get picked up by my mom to go home, pick up my car (which was inspected today), go to Pizza Hut, perform for a couple hours, go to dance, and finally come home, scarf down some liquids in preparation for the blood drive, and blog.
Busybusybusy. Sleepysleepysleepy.
I had lots of fun though.
Good day.
