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So "blogging" once a week is not really writing. I've kind of lost my thing for writing, at least for now. It's taking less and less time for my words to get so scribbly they turn into bumpy lines, and I don't really mind.

I wonder what a handwriting analysis would be like for me.

School already seems over, even though we have a few weeks left. I took my AP Psych exam and final, now all that's left is a project. I finished.. who am I kidding? Cori finished our Environmental Science website, which is basically all we're doing all semester. Anyway, what I'm getting at is that there's not much left to do in any class. I'm still working on my clay eskimo though. After two months of just sitting through sculpture, it's crazy that I'll still be able to finish it before the end of the year. That and a stained glass thing, which means art scars all over.

It seems like tons of stuff is coming up soon. Talent show, Prom, Follies, my bro's graduation. Then when summer comes: camp, birthday, MIAD.. all in the first month.


...and stuff.