Alright, so I totally hate having to make a new title each time.  I'm just so lame with that, so I'll probably just do something random. 

Well, I survived my Grandma's.  Wasn't too bad, but I could sleep.  I tried one bed, but evertime I moved it made this huge squeak, and I twist and turn, so of course it would keep me up.  So I moved in with my Grandma.  She has an extra bed in her room, which is where I normally sleep, but she snores.  And has one of those clocks that are always ticking.  So i was screwed anyway.  But oh well, fine and all.  Just tired. 

Don't want to go to school this week.  Maybe I'll take a day off.  HAHAHAHAHA!!!  Like my mom would ever let me pull that one.  The only time I wouldn't have to go to school is if I was puking my guts out.  Sigh, she depresses me sometimes.

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