Good morning! No, really. Good morning to you. And this is a good morning.
I don't know what I'm saying, but I'm in a good mood.
I cleaned every inch of my room last night. I know, right? Alternate universe? I found lots of long-forgotten things, most of which I didn't know why I'd kept in the first place. I found a mini drawing Mykaila made me in September of freshman year. I remember it specifically because I got a huge whiff of her smell when she gave it to me and I died. In a good way. I had kept my backpacks from freshman year (wtf?) and eighth grade (wtf????), both of which were still chock-full of notes (not so much from 8th grade) and notebooks and drawings (which I've totally improved on since, wowzers) and whatnot. There were clothes from before 8th grade that I think I had convinced myself I'd wear, but totally never did because there were things like this baby blue tennis-looking skort which made me want to die.
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It's 8:44 pm right now. I spent the day with Landon and Ryan. It was great. My dress flew up, which wasn't so great. But we had bubble tea. We took the bus. We listened to shitty black metal. We played in the fountain. I fell asleep for a few minutes, and woke up happy. I sang "I Am The Walrus". We laughed a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot. I needed this.
I love those boys.
Okay. Bedtime. It's 9:22 and I'm exhausted. Haha lame.
Love.
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