it was missing for a few months.
i lost it right after kirby found it, haha.
i started to clean my room today, with help from my mom and sister. yes, it takes three people to clean my room cause i have a lot of junk.
i came across a collection of old diaries, from first grade till the end of middle school. most of the diaries are from summer vacation, and all i wrote was about boredom. the diaries from sixth and seventh grade consisted of sketches of people with hair in their face, with captions like "i'm so alone" or something really emo, really really bad poetry, and unfinished stories and comics. it's funny, looking back at the way i used to be. the poetry i wrote a few years ago sort of ties in with my life right now, er well a few weeks ago. during middle school i didn't even deal with much except for teenage angst, trouble with fitting in. back then i wanted to have problems, i wanted things to deal with so i could have a real reason for being that way (eeeeeeeeeemooooo). now that i have reasons to be like that- i'm not like that at all. sheeeeesh! i was a poser. haha.
well anyway, today i bought my book for ap psychology, The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat by Oliver Sacks. When i got it i was really excited;i love the smell of new books.
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