The only way I'm going to survive finals week is by pretending that I'm taking my O.W.Ls. Oh, if only that were true. I should be studying right now.
Kristen and I have been sitting in her room, reading posts on this website I found called F You, Autocorrect. We were laughing and crying because they were so hilarious. Now she is doing the stanky leg/stanky shoulder, a new dance move she composed recently.
I'm an awkward dancer.
I leave for Disney World in twelve days. This fact is blowing my mind. Once I get done with this week, it will seem like it is more in my grasp.
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