Aren't you pumped?! I mean, like, it's--school's out, okay?! So, anyway, I'm stoked for what's in store for this 4th of July, and August. With Summer comes responsibility, you have to handle that. I love cats...mine chews on plastic. I used to have a dog. Sorry, I'm just SO happy! The other day, my Flip Ultra HD with tripod arrived in the mail. Why did I get one, you ask? Well, for completing a cartoon--and that's all I really can say. It'll be on YouTube pretty soon, so check back, and look every once in a while. Or, actually, don't do that. You wouldn't even know what to search. Looks as if I'm going to be doing lots of typing this summer.
Moving on, the last day of school was dramatic. Tears were shed (not by me, of course!), people couldn't stop saying good-bye, and well--er, some other stuff that I'm really too lazy or stupid to mention. The point is, everybody's going to be in eighth grade next year. Or, a major mile stone, the teenage years, the drama! I'm kind of nervous about that. I mean, what about the year after next year! HIGH SCHOOL. Let the screams que! I saw Monmouth Regional High School before--It's huge! You could fit the entire state of NJ in there! (Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating) But, still! Next year, I'm going to be fourteen. Oh, take a deep breath...okay...
Closing on a high note, whatever happens, happens. There's nothing I can do to change it. Oh, but warn me if you see any signs of Twilight Saga on my page, no really!
Moving on, the last day of school was dramatic. Tears were shed (not by me, of course!), people couldn't stop saying good-bye, and well--er, some other stuff that I'm really too lazy or stupid to mention. The point is, everybody's going to be in eighth grade next year. Or, a major mile stone, the teenage years, the drama! I'm kind of nervous about that. I mean, what about the year after next year! HIGH SCHOOL. Let the screams que! I saw Monmouth Regional High School before--It's huge! You could fit the entire state of NJ in there! (Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating) But, still! Next year, I'm going to be fourteen. Oh, take a deep breath...okay...
Closing on a high note, whatever happens, happens. There's nothing I can do to change it. Oh, but warn me if you see any signs of Twilight Saga on my page, no really!
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