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Today was decent. First off, in lit Nathan read my Hemingway story-thing. Of course, he cackles like a hyena. "Oh, that's bad... hahaha!" Deh. I wanted to read his, but I never got the chance to. Oh, well. Chaffin and I traded stories. At least, he gave me his and twenty minutes later, after Nathan was done poring over mine and chortling, Nathan gave it to him to read. He probably didn't really get it, at least not like Nathan did, since he doesn't know who I like, or maybe even that it was about the guy I like... Anyways, that made lit interesting. In addition to the coloring with crayons. It's like being back in kindergarten. But not really, since you can stay in the lines better and you don't get naptime. Darn. But, yeah. In science we talked about gravity some more, and amazingly enough I had done part of the assignment already. But in history was the DBQ from hell. I swear, that thing was EVIL. I didn't even get to two of the 4-point questions. And I don't think I really finished the 3 pointer either. Oh, well, I'm pretty sure about the 1-pointers, and the 2-pointer was ok, so hopefully my death will not be too traumatic. In TOK we picked on another article by the republican guy. It was fun to read all the ad hominems. Heh heh. But, anyways, the highlight was when Chaffin said that all the striking broadway musicians should be fired. How fun. Math was riveting as usual. And in comp sci all I did was fix my baseball program and eat lunch. In spanish, we took a test, and I think I was the first one done. I hate it when that happens. Oh well. But, now, no school til thursday! Hallelujah for CSAPs, at least now that we're through with them. On Wednesday I'm going to do this science test thingy. That will hopefully be entertaining. I dunno.
Oh, but, Baylee's back. Yay! Actually, there were a whole bunch of people who were sick who have returned. Like, um, Dan, and Allie. Actually, I can't think of anyone else right now. Oh well.
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