Kira King

some parting thoughts with my sophmore year:

this year has been exceptional. I really enjoyed almost every part of school. my teachers, curriculum, classes, and peers were never this good. I hope it goes well again next year. I can't believe it's all coming to an end! School is so integrated with my life, that a part of MY LIFE is coming to an end! It really all went by so fast. I feel like I took it all for granted... I am going to shut up now...(this is getting a little too personal for livejournal).

but to prove to you that I just can't get enough of school, guess what I just did? enrolled for the summer at SMC! woohoooooo.

Your welcome, because I know you are interested in my deep passion for learning at Wildwood.

Today I went to school. I was really cold so I wore some sort of fancy spandex shirt that is supposed to insolate heat. At the end of the day, we finished the movie Gallipoli, and I ended up sobbing hysterically and making a fool of myself. Then I stayed after school and worked on my Gateway binder, and identified everything that is missing. Then I got a really bad headache from grinding my teeth from stress, which sort of lessened after I took off my headband (which was a bit too tight). I went out for Mexican food with my aunt and my mom, and then I came home and did a bit of work. (not really though) Heroes is almost on and I am excited!

My new favorite thing is this CVS brand oral anesthetic that comes in a red bottle and smells like alcohol. It works really well on the obnoxious cut in my mouth.

Your welcome for the detailed update!

it's great, and I love it! let's all get back on livejournal!

or as we used to call it, el-jay

staying at home and lying in bed all day is a lot harder than doing things and walking around.

today i must have eaten in total one whole pound of granola. i have watched so much tv, played so much neopets, read so much of my anxiety and phobia disorder workbook edition four and the devil wears prada, drank soo much vitamin water, and rearranged my pillows so many times... i think i might implode.

yuck and my neck feels like it was stepped on by fucking andre the giant or shamoo or something.

everybody likes the nuuude color of my journal.

the color of your boddyyy. the color of naked!

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