It was pretty great accually. I haven't posted positively in a little while.
Monday was kayak practice and turns out theguywiththeblueguitar (offically nicknaming him art.) is our other coach. Our college coach is adorable. I hate calling guys "cute" because it makes me feel young. Argh.
Tuesday I went to my friends house and pigged out like we always do, like bosses. Wednesday we went to the mall and it made me want money desparately. I want a jobbbbbb.
Thursday Payton came to art club with me, it was funn. Then today I got on stage for the second time ever to accept my honor roll certificate. For the first half of the day I wasn't very happy. We're writing letters to our senior selves and I can't get mine. It sucks to know that I won't be graduating at west. It makes me sad. But I went to sixth hour and everything was alright. Mrs.Brooks always seems to make life easier.
She saved my life. I wrote her a letter a week ago and I think I'll give it to her at the end of the year. Maybe she'll think I'm crazy or stupid or whatever. But I think that she deserves to know that she saved my life.
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