LIME POPS WITH TAMMY.
“Fifty-three! Fifty-five! …burgers and strawberry shake.”
y’know the people go pick up their order and all
[to buddy] I know I had heard “fifty free and fifty fly.”
On our way to In-N-Out from Jordan, a hunched figure seemed to be facing us. It was a he who had a flashlight with him. We ran to the fast food establishment.
Law jeopardy, vectors in math, verbs in French, history worksheet must be done, meet hoo.
Jordan’s choir concert, In-N-Out, neighbor-friend’s place.
Teriyaki chicken, soup, fruit.
Solid B’s in every one of my classes, ‘cept for chemistry as of now. Hate my life.
Acid raiiin I’m singing right now you should listen foo
Acid raiiin My eyes burn bad from crap that’s in the pool
Acid raiiin Amy Megan Sarah Tiffany (alphabetical order soso nothing personal guys I can reverse it if you want)
Acid raiiin Playing polo someone hit my face
Acid raiiin But it’s okay because she hit bra-ces
Acid raiiin I’m glad that swim is over for the week
Acid raiiin Why’d you come while I was doing math
Acid raiiin I carried an umbrella for nothing
Acid raiiin Our team is srsly getting real better
Acid raiiin Bolsa International Week yeah
Today, there was a food lab. There were some consequences! Today, I got my math test back. I wish I had done better, but I’m okay with it. Today, we did a review activity in history. It helped me more than it should have. Today, we sang as we turned the corner. Some people were sad for other reasons, but it’ll be fine soon. Today, my mother and I went to Thạch Chè Hiển Khánh. We got our share of dessert goodness, and she was happy.
I wish I hadn’t told her off today. I wish I hadn’t told her what I said afterward. I wish the teachers would update my grades. Like, really? I wish Miss Allen hadn’t noticed me smirking. “insolence,” puh.
Number fifteen looks like Kate Vu. She told me that I look like somebody named Leslie Pham or Tran. I felt like I was being too medium, compared to her mildness. The start of finals is tomorrow; I shouldn’t be on tumblr. MY DAILIES WILL BE DONE, GOSHDARNIT.
PROFANITY TO FOLLOW. IT WON’T LET ME USE THE PAGE BREAK SORRY IT’S HOW I DESCRIBE THINGS.
where you have your own symbol and have to follow the beat and all seems like some good stuff.
I was totally right; lunch salad makes me swim faster. Darn you, fajita. blahahaha I bet Vegeta is a vegan form of a fajita. According to the internet and all, vegeta is some sort of spice mix. Cool guy.
It’s been a good hour since the start of this post.
I’m so puh-rowd of my team! Hooray! Progress!
okay second hour
It’s such a happy day! Tammy, you got your wish. “Grenade” is on Glee.
three and a half whoops I need chemistry help anybody please.
I pictured my future. I had a white house, my white picket fence, as well as 2.2 kids. My garden was very pretty. It had daffodils, daisies, and sunflowers. No singing sunflowers, please. They’re evil at heart. The tire swing hung from the branch of the tree, conveniently placed in the front. I didn’t work, and my supposed spouse didn’t either. I guess we got unemployment checks or something, because it’d be like impossible to go to the market with no gas money and all that y’know.
done for the day
I want to make the best xoi when I grow up.
I remember going to this one lady’s house to pick it up when I was little.
so like we don’t go there anymore and it’s disappointing and the rest of the xoi we buy is like good but not as good I mean y’know
and so when or if that lady goes away, and her husband does too, and I can’t get anymore xoi, like, I need to have some good stuff but I don’t know what the fruit thing they use is
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blogging isn’t fun; I have nobody to talk to sad life waaa no I’d rather not bother them so sorry to you like, buddies and other few who see this often
yeah I still apologize a lot
A good eight states, yes.
I line them up, comparing those which I own and ones I don’t, marking them on the big map behind me.
Tammy and Timothy rush to mother’s room, where I do the map of quarters thing. Tammy has her hand on her eye, and she’s hunched over (possibly in some pain), chuckling. Timothy reaches into the drawer and grabs some snake oil.
“So Tiffany, I was krumping—”
The way I think will cause the world to be stupid from its innovations; this was a topic from last night. However, I’m not that important. blahahahaha
hooray Sunday time to do some work whoo