so i'm hating school

Austin is the loveliest boy I've ever met, just so the world knows. We're going on a date this summer when I visit him. Too bad I prob won't see the toiletface 'til then.

So it's true I'm hating school. A lot. Tomorrow morning I'll be faking Spanish words for a tiny little assignment thing, then drawing mannequins and jenga blocks and.... sitting. I'm so tired of it. At least when second semester starts it'll be a change of pace?

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our first heath bars:

(we hated 'em)