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I got a call when taking notes whilst watching 21 Jump Street from some airline survery thing. Before I could tell the woman I was not over 18 she began asking me questions. After she asked them she wanted to know what my occupation was. I said "disgruntled highschool student".

I have to take about 24 pages of notes by Thursday. I have 9. I think I'm going to hand in much less than I was supposed to...oh well. I'm going through my "not caring so much" phaze...but then I have spurts of caring which can be very annoying. Damn spurts. Interrupting my apathy.

The juniors are beginning the contest to see what will be on their shirt next year. My favourite option (though it won't be my shirt) is "Luck Fower Merion" written in by our dearest pixie2828's cousin. Another good option is, "Got Senioritis?" but I doubt that will win. Watch me be wrong.

Must go to Gratz. Tis the last day and I should probably show up.

Matan is evil.

Adri

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I don't write out my feelings, I draw.

This is my favourite.

Adri