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I can't write anymore. Spammit. Guess what I got today? Yes, today is Steph's birthday, but I got something. We were in the pet store trying to find a fish for Stephanie, and I talked mom into going to look at the rats... And, well, a cage, some food, and a rodent later, I have a rat living in my room. Hee! I think I'm gonna name him Oz. He's so cute! He's brown with a white belly, and his two front feet are white. Gah, I just can't write lately, can I? It's like all my writing ability is just going *pthbt*. That could also be because I'm writing essays out the wazzoo for English. And soon History. Oi. Anyway, I got a rat. And I've made 100's on my History reading quizzes over chapters... I got a 72 on the first one, because I took all the wrong notes, but now, it's clear sailing. I feel 'zausted. I'm going to play around some, and... then do homework, and go play with my rat. I have a friend who has a lot of rats, and she's gonna be my little guiding light through all of the first few days. Alright! Adios! <-Ghost-> |
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