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HIIIII!!! I’m back from my wee little break! School ends in like a month so I have no more work to do really. The teachers are just giving us these bullshit assignments that don’t mean anything. I mean I guess I do have exams. I’m not worried though. I’m like kinda smart I guess. Anywho, I just got back from like 5 weeks of stuff going on. First I went on my school trip to D.C. It was absolutely awful. I was so sick and exhausted. I could t eat anything without throwing up so I just didn’t eat for like 3 days and I was exhausted. It wasn’t all bad though. We saw a protest and it was against trump and it was great! I saw so many people who were actually competent! Then I turned around and saw my classmates (only the boys) wearing maga hats and carrying around American flags with trumps stupid orange face on it. The other good part of the trip was that all my friends parents were so nice to me. The whole trip I just quietly followed them around in absolute agony. Then, the week after that I went on spring break. Me and my fam went to key west. If you’ve never been there just imagine a trashy beach town with the occasional drag show. It also REEKED of weed. Honestly I think I was just high the whole time because I can’t remember what even did on that trip. And then the week after that I had cheer tryouts! We had clinics on Monday through Thursday and then the actual tryout on Friday. It was lowkey so fun. And when the tryouts came I fucked up the dance and cheer so bad :’) I honestly didn’t think I would make the team but at 12:30 that night I got the email. I MADE THE TEAM!!!!! I was so excited. I got on the competition and basketball teams. Also that week we started percussion practice. I wanted to try for snare this year. We only had one new person and only 3 people on bass including me. And everyone else wanted to stay where they were. So I’m staying on bass. I don’t know how much longer I can take this back pain from my bass. But whatever. I don’t know if anyone reads these. Honestly I don’t think I care if anyone does. It’s kind of like a diary for me. 

CYA