This is the End.

Hello Friends.
So today  I have one day of sophomore year left.
This one was a doosy
I have been grounded, I've lost friends, made friends, made enemies, found out that teachers are never as evil as we make them out to be and I've done some growing up.
It all started with an amazing first week and the challenge to blog everyday this year.
I didn't hit the mark on that one. And that's what this year has been. Hit or Miss.
One big game of chance. And I'm tentative to say I came out the winner.
This has been a weird experience. Everyone has become more human, and situations have taken on a new charm. Honestly I don't think everything that's happened this year has been bad. I've become a new person. All about attempting to be me.
So with all that in mind here's next years forecast.
* I'm staying at Ipoly! (this is a very long and complicated explanation that might be updated on my new blog maybe. I don't know yet.)
*Summer Homework, all about Shakespeare
*New house, Goodbye Hogan Hello Hedman
*New teachers.
*New Groups
*More growth???
*Drama???
*The other kind of drama???
*New house???
*Driving????
Who knows.
I just want to say thank you. This has been an amazing and terrorizing experience. I will not forget all of it but I might block out most of it. I know that things are changing so quickly and that I've never been one to fall behind. But I welcome this new stuff. Maybe it will be amazing.
Who knows where I'm going from here, I could become famous next year, or maybe I'll end up dead. But whatever happens I'll do my best to keep you in the loop.
The song of the day is This is the End by Reliant K
As always,
Stay Classy.

Oh Dear Me How Times Have Changed

Hello fellow Internet Prisoners.

So It's been a major vacation since our last update and I appologise, I've been all caught up in my drama that I forgot what I love doing.
So quick update (s) about me:
-Currently grounded (again) Looking like June 10th relise date, but not sure.
-I got really low recently and I'm trying my best to get back up.
-Mom knows. Everything.
-I'm trying to transfer to Ayala High School (the one that Chloe goes to)

There is a whole lot that I want to talk about, because now I'm talking. I've been bottling lately and I feel like I'm going nuts. But I don't have time. I'm leaving school in twenty minutes to go to my sisters house to be prayed over or something. (Side note: still bitter about Mom wanting to banish my bad emotions with a little Religion.)
I'm going to try and start doing updates once a week from my phone, maybe every other Thursday (improv schedule?)I just miss talking about what's important to me. Which brings me to the biggest change that's going to be happening around here.
I'm Changing the blog name, the URL will stay until the end of the year but im changing that too. Or I'm thinking about after sophomore year just starting a new blog and leaving this one alone. But the name is changing, this isn't a sophomore fever. This is something completely different.

Now that I'm looking at a calender and I'm realizing that I have seven weeks of sophomore year left. And I'm thinking about all the things that changed this year. I've lost a lot of friends, and I've completely altered my homelife wiether or not I want to admit it. I've gotten a lot older this year, and I'm feeling the effects. I'm starting to put something in perspective, but others not so much...
This has been a huge year for me, my writing, my personality, my mental health. Just everything has changed.

But I'm still trying to stay as hopeful as possible.
Song of the day Do what you do by Cute is what we aim for.
Sorry the end is rushed.

All About the Music.

This is the playlist I made back at the start of the year and as we only have three months left I figured I'd finally release this. 

That's it for today, but we have big big news coming, so be warned.
And enjoy the tunes.

Levels are Hard.

Hello my darlings,
This stuff is hard, acting, reading, writing, being a person is hard. But still we all put impossible effort behind being and doing all this stuff that has such impact on our few trips around the sun. And although my grades are piss pour and the idea that I may not be able to stay with Ipoly next year is looming on the horizon. I still feel like there is hope for me. Hope that I can fix this mess and come out stronger on the other side. And although it's so not going to be easy, I want to be better. But I don't think I have the right motivation. You know when you have to do something because someone else is pushing you to that and you know that if you were doing it for you you could do it. Yeah, that's what I'm feeling right now.
I want to get out of this rut. It's all the same and I need to break out and do this for myself instead of being about pleasing others.
If I'm not pleasing my mother I'm trying to please my family or group or other family. I need to find the motivation to work for myself. So I'm going to set some goals.
RULES FOR CHANGE (goals, ideas to start living for myself)
Do stuff that I love without being afraid of what is thought of me.
Study the way I loved to. I have a thirst for knowledge.
Stop surviving and start thriving. We can do this.
Instead of doing work for a grade, do it for personal pride.
Be proud of what you're doing.
Follow your arrow where ever it points.

Song(s) of the day are Follow your arrow by Kacey Musgraves (I don't normally do country but this song is the exception.) and Once and for All from Newsies
As always,
We need to change this ending.

Nerdy Girl, Illness, and WTF School Projects?

I'm still sick, and now I'm on my period and everything sucks royally.
Well not everything, but let me outline to you my day.

• Ugh PE
• Ugh House (Learning about Ebola is literally the least pleasant thing I have had to experience today.)
• Yay drama, ugh I feel like crap. (Also huge thank you to Jenelle for being a goddess and giving me five bucks cause she's amaz-balls.)
• LUNCH
• UGH MARY SHELLEY YOUR PREFACE SUCKS BALLS.

But it does little to no good to dwell on the negative so let's go on the positive.

• I feel human today
• I got candy
• Pie for lunch
• I'm actually looking forward to school work

Speaking of drama. We are doing this really awesome play for Hogan('s? s? s'?) and although I didn't get the part I wanted, I do love the part I got. I'm playing the Nerdy Girl. And her lines are pretty rad. I feel really connected to her. I don't know, She only has like two lines I believe. But she's really cool (she also has no name so I'm going to call her Serena like Sailor Moon.)
Honestly I'm pretty good today. The work load is light but there, I got to listen to something that, although it bored me to tears, is actually pretty good once I go through and re-read it. It was just the narrators voice that was putting me to sleep.
Honestly my day has been pretty dull. And uneventful, but nice.
Song of the day Resolution by Matt Corby
As always,
Stay Classy.

Well fuck.

Hi.

So I'm not grounded right now. But I might be soon. Whatever right? I've pretty much ignored everything I love to repent my sins, basically I've been trying to be perfect for my mother. Which is stupid. 

I'm going to be eighteen in two close years (seriously talk about counting down days.) and I need to learn the only person I need to please is myself. I had that down but then I got drawn back into this painful thought that I will ever have the fairy tale happy family. Mine is broken and it doesn't understand how to put love into the atmosphere. Mom isn't talking to me. She never does anymore. 

This is just a side effect of living. We are a cancer on the earth and the universe is radiology treatment attempting to rid the host of malicious cells. It hurts to know that things wont ever be okay between my mother and me. We are just a repeat of every poor constructed mother daughter relationship that's happened in my family history.

I miss my Dad. I wish he was here to guide me through the mine field, or at least crack a joke to ease the tension. I wonder if things would have been different had my dad not died. Would Mom be happy? Would I? 

I had a funny realization yesterday. When I was nine I didn't think I would live to twelve. And when I was twelve I was positive I wouldn't make it to eighteen. Here I am, two years away with the end in sight. I thought for sure I would have given into all the pain and suffering a long time ago. Hell I was institutionalized when I was thirteen and though "This is it, I'm done." And I stood and weathered the storm. 

I think that's a good place to end. Weathering the storm. 

Life sucks most of the time. So learn to love the rain.

Song of the day is Grand Theft Autumn/ Where Is Your Boy By Fall Out Boy

As always,

Stay classy.

CrAcking.

I think I've finally snapped.
I'm sad, and angry, and frustrated all at the same time. Nothing seems to be right. I'm restless, I didn't sleep until 7 AM last night. I'm ticked off at everything. Literally everything has been frustrating me as of the last few days, and there is nothing I can do about it. I want to fix everything. Just magically make all the sadness go away for a week or two. I know that can't happen without my friends.

My friends are the only reason I'm sane. I can promise that if they weren't here I wouldn't make this long haul. Maybe I would, who knows.

I miss writing every day. Even if I did just blabber about my day or me. It was good to see that people care, or are listing. I'm just a sixteen year old tragedy that happens every day. At least I have yet to cook meth or be shot. Or both, both would be bad. I don't even want to talk to my friends anymore. No, I don't want to reach out to them. It hurts admitting that I'm not strong enough to handle this one alone. I was when my Dad died. I was when Mom had another kid and got a new family. When she ditched our plan to be with an asshole. (Though she always did.) I was strong enough when she started drinking again.

But I can't do this alone. This soul crushing sadness that breaks me and cracks my perfect exterior. I just want a promise I can believe in. Someone I know is without a doubt on my side. But that's not how this works. I can't make a wish and have it come true. I have to fight hard, and dream.
I'm sorry there is no song of the day. I just don't know a song that, I lied.
Song of the day is Here Comes the Anxiety by The Wombats
Thanks for listing to me complain.
As always,
Stay classy.

Super F, Sad Faces, and Chicken Little Syndrome.

OK.
Here's the deal, I have a twenty seven percent in math at the current moment. I can get a fifty three if I do a revision for a science paper (more like when, also all classes at Ipoly are connected so a bad grade in one class is a bad grade in all of them.)
Instead of freaking out about it (like I have been for the last maybe two hours) I'm going to focus on getting good grades in all my other classes.
It's a lot like the economy in Greece. To fix the problem, first I must destroy it. So no, I will most likely not be getting outstanding grades in my math class,  but I am going to kick some serious posterior in my other classes.
This is going to be hard. And I'm most likely going to go a little crazy. But in all honesty that's what I'm good at.
I'm good at feeling and emoting and being insane and working. I love the challenge and the rush I get when I'm bad at something, but I finally understand it. I love working hard and getting things done. And I absolutely love projects. I need to stop zoning into the negative and start flushing out the positive.
So here's a list:
1) There is a way out of everything. Even if it's a Captain Jack Sparrow way out.
2) There is always, always, hope for the future. Not even psychic type Pokemon get the hit on the future every time.
3) Nothing lasts forever. Not pain, not school, not bad grades.
4) Did I mention there is always a way out? And most of the time it'll be a back road.
5) It doesn't matter if I call at four in the morning, or three in the afternoon, Danny will be there for me when I need him.
6) I have a full week to figure this plan out. To the last shiny detail of course.

I'm going to be okay. I'm always okay. I've never not been okay. I've been through death, destruction, grounding, bad grades, and terrible parents. This is nothing I haven't faced before. I've been fighting resistance, nearly my entire life. (Panic at the Disco) I'm a big o'l rainbow colored star. And I'm going to be extraordinary.
There was this old book that once told me that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
And I think that's pretty cool.
Song of the day is Can't Fight Against the Youth by Panic at the Disco
As always,
Stay classy.
Also there is going to be a theme change right now. I feel like it's time to pull us out of the dark and into something that represents the changes.
P:S do any of you have any ideas for extra credit for a tenth grade English class?

Don't You Dare Tell Me Not to Cry.

Dear "STEP-'father'" (I.E not my real dad, AKA no relation to me, Also known as, I so don't need this right now)
Are you serious? 
Really, you aren't getting all over me?
Not pushing? 
That is the most untrue statement I've heard all year. You are not my father you are not in charge of me. Stop, you are going to stop, now. I'm done taking your verbal abuse, and letting you try and control me via my mother. You are a pig, and you do not get to decide how I feel. You do not get to chose my reaction to you continuously telling me I'm not good enough. I cannot wait until I'm eighteen, because you are my new motivation to get out of this toxic house.
-Yours with malice, Hunter.

Hey fellow bloggers.
I'm sixteen, and I am done with the ritualistic verbal torture thrust upon me by my family. Or should I say the people I live with. I really have no real family. My "mother" has been absent in my life more more years then I care to count. My "step father" a misogynistic pig who tries to turn girls into decoration. My "grandmother" the woman I've called Satan since I was six. All the false siblings, and fake mothers, and broken pieces.

I will build a house, no, I will build a home. A warm space that exudes good vibes and radiates light like a prism. I know that for now I'm living in a horror show, but that's only temporary. One day I will be free to live and dream. I wont have to fight anymore.

I know this isn't school related, but it's me related. I love you guys, and writing to you has become a real time. I finally feel better outside of the house. I'm okay at school, I'm not worried about friends and my relationships with them. School, and the stress from school isn't the problem anymore. It's my home life.
WHICH SUCKS BALLS BTW!
anyhow, song of the day is Deja Vu  by Sleeping with Sirens
As always,
Stay classy.
P:S. I'm staying at Ipoly. There is no way that I could leave. Also, I became a vegetarian. Many a thing happens while i'm away.
Have a picture of a puppy to make up for it

Forgive Hunter... FORGIVE
HER!!!

Grounded

Hey Internet prison escape-ys
I'm on lock down at home and illegally using a school computer to update.
Viva la revolution
Anyways that whats the abnormal lack of activity is about,
love you guys thanks for sticking with me.
Okay so I gained some time between now and the next class. Mrs. Thinness went out to get cookie dough or something.
So I'm grounded because of my grades. I'm failing PE and Math. Awesomely enough, it's highly depressing.
I'm going to leave Ipoly, at least for second semester. I want to come back.
I'm also getting a counselor. And help. A lot happened while I was grounded.
As well as another adult saying my mother doesn't have the skills to be a mother.
Bec, my Aussie friend, has sent me a birthday present.
Also I'm sixteen now. So far it sucks.
Yeah.
A lot.
But that's just what's going on right now.
song of the day is love is war by all time low ft. Vic Fuentes
As always,
Stay classy.

Absent Slip.

Okay. I'm going to be honest with you.
I've had a terrible year so far. Not going to lie. It's just been bad, I've lost friends and family and hope.
I've hit the point where self harm is becoming a recurring problem with me. Depression has become a problem. I have a heckie load of problems.

And I've been using them as an excuse not to do the things I love (That's a symptom of depression [.x ])
I've tried to get help but, and this is a stretch, I think I may go see the school psychologist. Maybe she has some kind of pamphlet or something that will fix the loss of interest, withdrawal, and constant hopelessness.

Most days I sleep... I don't feel anything when I sleep. Just floaty feelings and flat line meh-ness.
But sometimes (Especially when I'm stressed) I have terrible nightmares.
Most of them are just loneliness, me alone against everything and everyone. It makes school hard. It makes life hard.

But I'm going to try and be a person again. Sorta rehabilitate myself to society.
I'm not going to lie, the harm will stick around for a bit. I feel safer (in a really odd way) when I have scars. Don't know why, maybe the shrink can let me know? haha

Sad jokes, sad sad jokes are how I make my living.
Song of the day is Let's Dance to Joy Division by The Wombats
As always,
Stay Classy.

Oh My God It's So Cold, I Love It!

Hello Internet Puddle Chasers.
Today it rained, and yes it was amazingly awesome.
So story time (After I finish my..... let say.... science current event? yeah that.)
So I get out of Daly's not really knowing where all I'll be going. I hadn't seen Kendra, and I knew that Jacob and Brooke were going to be going on a "date" (It feels like saying "I saw mom and dad kissing, ewwwww!") So I began wandering, until I happened upon one of my most beautiful friends BB (that's Brooke Bailey for the normie term.) and decided to invite myself into whatever she was doing. ( I also tried to convince her to ditch her group meeting and come hang out with me instead.)
Her meeting got canceled, so I invited her with me again, except this time it was raining.
So we begin our walk to Vista, I wanted pie and a soda. Brooke got some cookies. It was a pretty chill shopping trip.
Until we wanted to go back to campus and it started pissing rain outside. I was already soaked and BB was in a skirt. So we laughed for a little while. About the situation, the rain, maybe some of the sad feelings we both felt, who knows. But we laughed and made an escape plan.
We ran to the comfort of another awning. Although it did jack shit because it just harder! It was amazing.
So we decided to throw all caution into the wind and maybe even enjoy it a little.
And we laughed again.
Once we got back on campus, we were soaked and cold and I at least was exhausted from walking. But we got back and it had stopped raining (BB and I had decided the god's were having a wet tee shirt contest, or maybe watching the new season of Supernatural.) There were hugs, and totally sweet worry from Liah who wanted me to take cold medicine so I wouldn't get sick.
But I wouldn't really mind it much, I had too much fun to mind.

Song of the day is Collar Full by Panic! at the Disco and The End of All Things by Panic! at the Disco
My words unspoken can be heard here (and possibly read here.)
As always,
Stay Classy.

Headaches and Good Intentions.

Hello Internet Denizens.
Today was so damn wonderful really I love waking up after minimal hours of sleep, forgetting an important project, getting lectured by my house teacher, and then coming home to a decently shitty environment. It's my favorite- that was Monday me everyone. Let's give her a round of applause.

Hello Internet Recruits.
I'm currently at home very much ill and exhausted. To commemorate that I will tell you what I did last night.

You ready?

I went to sleep.
That's it. So yeah I'm going to finish up the science homework that is due Thursday and possibly the current events due Thursday and Friday.
Because even though I'm not at school, I'm still able to feel at school!

Song of the day is Vegas Lights by Panic! at the Disco
As always,
Stay classy.

Updates from the editing room.

Hello fellow Internet educators.
I'm in film class right now, Jacob is sitting (well standing) Beside me telling me too call you fuck faces. Which isn't going too happen because I'd rather not.

My group is currently editing our film, so I don't have much too do. I'm just updating for the sake of it. I mean nothing has really happened today except my uninterrupted hatred of math. I swear too god that Mrs. T hates all of us or something. Because the patterns she gave us were complete bull.

I don't really know what all I should talk about, but writing gives me something too do. Plus I like it.

I guess I'll tell you a bit about my plans for today.
I'm going on a solo adventure. I plan on trekking up and attempting to find something too do. And hopefully not be attacked. because I am a very pretty girl walking around a scary collage campus by myself. It would be terrible if something was to happen too me.
Okay so it wouldn't be that bad, but still.


I don't really want too walk Up alone. But no one wants to come with me. So alone in the heat I shall go. Jacob is Brooke's boyfriend by the by.

I think i've mentioned that! oh yeah I did but there weren't any links.
Okay that's it from the editing room.
Song of the day is Bulletproof love by Peirce the Veil. (Thank Brooke.)
As always,
Stay classy.

Walks into my blog three days late with, you guessed it, Starbucks.

Hello Internet hooligans.
I see you little rebels out there breaking your updating schedules, little rascals. Wait, that's just me? Oh okay.

So you haven't really missed much in the last few days. I had some homework and took some twelve hour naps.

But you wanna know about the romance right? Well, I'll tell you.

It didn't go well. I tried going too lunch with him for three days in a row. All three days turned out to be a major bust. And yeah, it was a chip in my shoulder at first, but now I'm not so hurt. Busy lives make hard too reach people. Plus he's still a chill dude, and maybe we'll hang out in the same circles eventually.

I stayed after school today and got married. (okay this is a long story so put on your big person pants and sit down too listen.)

So in America gay marriage is illegal most places. And you have to be eighteen to get married.(I think, someone correct me if you want too.)
And recently, the government in the U.S. shut down. So my friend (now wife until the government comes back into order.) BB and I decided too get married! We had my friend Zuhyr marry us (Zoo-hair) and it was very beautiful.

I'm really freaking tired and have homework. Math, icky icky math. I'm sorry if you enjoy math. But it's gross.
Song of the day is Nicotine by Panic at the Disco
As always,
Stay classy.

Friday, I'm in love!

Special Friday post Go! 

So I didn't post yesterday because I was asleep. Apparently I ate a burger in my sleep though. It was in and out in my defense.

And today was kinda amazing. I'm not going to go into details but I did something kinda brave and it had a cool result. Oh and Brooke (cooper) and Jacob are finally together. (Most of us have been waiting since freshmen year) 

So I'm feeling pretty good. I hope you are too. I've decided I'm going to try and upstate this everyday but who knows if I really will or not, but it will be updated. Yeah, I pinky swear.

Song of the day is Everyday by Buddy Holly. And ve got this friend by The Civil Wars.

No links because I'm on a mobile.

As always,

Stay classy.

Busy Bee Excuse.

Hello fellow Internet Procrastinators,

So I'm not going to have an excuse this time. We both know that I fucked up. Sorry.

But I can sum up the last few days in one word. Hell.

Being gone for two days has sent my grades into a tailspin and me into a frenzy. I am so busy trying to get caught up, that I completely spaced on catching you up. I feel like I need a major vacation from school, and I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving break.

But I'll be okay, I know I'm not doing so hot as a person right now. And I'm pushing people, and things I love, away. Apparently these are all symptoms of "Loose ends-itus." Okay, so we both know that's not a thing. It should be, but it's not.

School was hellish today, I'm so worried about getting perfect grades it's causing me too panic. Math is an excellent example of "What the fuck do I do here?" times. (P:s Did you know that fuck is the only infix in the English language. Pretty fanfuckingtastic, don't ya think?) I understood the things really basically but I wouldn't have been fast enough too finish it on my own, and I had too copy off a friend, after they made me prove I could do it. And I figured out a problem they didn't get.

Science is proving a challenge too.. an NC challenge but I think I can improve it..

Oh yeah, and I'm an asshole and hurt everything I hold dear, and Im thinking about just not trying to fix anything anymore.
Except school. Maybe I'll just stop having friends all together. Who knows....

I am in this melting pot of headaches and I don't know how to get out and maybe no one is reading this anymore because it's not like I'm talking important stuff anymore.
I'm cold.
Song of the day is R.I.P by 3oh!3
As always,
Stay classy.

Illness and Unforseen Events.

Well hello fellow Internet outcasts,

I'm still sick! And I stayed home from school again today. So there isn't really much to talk about. I slept a lot and haven't stopped coughing.

So I'm going to give a quick update to the situation with BioMom.

She's talking to me again, checked in the other day to see how I was doing. She even sounded sympathetic. But in all honesty I don't believe it. But what the hell good for her, finally acting like the adult.

But that's all I have for you today, really, I'm just trying to make sure I don't fall behind on homework. Two days at Ipoly is like three weeks at most schools. Probably why I love it so much, finally a school that can keep up.

Today's song of the day is This is Gospel by Panic at the Disco dedicated to Vivian Because I miss her.

As always,
Stay classy.

Sickness.

Omfgee hey you guys, so I got this horrendous sickness in me right now and I'm staying home from school tomorrow. I was going to make a post but then I started coughing, it wasn't pretty. Any way that's why there's no real post tonight. Sorry again.

Get well soon!

Song of the day was going to be Be Calm by Fun. Buuut I'm posting from mobile again.

Germanic Spanglish and Cheese Sticks.

Hello Internet Explorers, (been avoiding that one, if you can tell  why.)

I didn't post yesterday because I found out my cat whose been my cat for sixteen years ,and has been alive for twenty-two, is dying. Very sad, I literally slept all day.

But now I'm back and here to recap the interesting stuff from Monday and today.

So we all know that Van Slog has too be the worst Spanish teacher in the history of the subject, but she got worse. I go into Spanish class about five minutes late (Because really I'm not worried about being late too her class, it's not like I'm going to miss anything.) to a new seating arrangement. Not really caring because I'm sat next to people I can copy off of, I continue with what I do in her class (Doodle mostly, and pass notes back to Omar.)
All was well in my little universe, until she started speaking German. Now I don't understand Spanish, and sometimes English freaks me out too. But fucking German, really Van Slog? Why was it necessary to give me even more of a Monday blues headache, who knows.

After that it was a pretty normal day, except in history. Omar, Jacob, Khris, Louis, and I had to write a children's book about the British invasion of China, and the Opium war. Seriously the best in class project so far, I had a lot of fun coming up with the story with this group of guys. Plus it was adorable watching Omar and Jacobs face's light up with glee at every new idea we added.

Today, however, was a very uneventful day.
Now I mean that in the most amazing way possible. The teachers noticed pretty much everyone was in a bit of a funk. So they almost gave us the day off.
My day started with being flirted with by the Starbucks barrista. (I think we should have a tally for how many times I mention Starbucks in the year....) Which brightened my dark morning, plus I got to have a pumpkin spice latte, which is amazingly fall-esque and made me happy. But because of my little habit, I arrived to PE about fifteen minutes behind. I repeat, I arrived to PE fifteen minutes late with a Starbucks. (Life goal achieved, if you don't get the joke click here to be redirected to knowyourmeme.) We were running, which is gross, and I am sick right now. (I'm usually sick. Constantly because when you say "Don't hug me, I'm sick and don't want to get you sick!" It makes me want too hug you more....) So I sat this one out.
Step one on a good day, lazy PE hour.

Next was Geometry. The class that I have gotten so frazzled in Mrs. Thinnes has given me candy to make me feel better. And boy was I not looking forward too it. But wait, what was that on the board? Homework wasn't due and all I had was fifteen vocab words? Hallelujah.
Step two on an awesome day, No math.

I have Mrs. Thinnes for elective too, and my elective is film. I am sick and needed to put forth effort to act. Talk about not fun. But I got to visit my FAVORITE TEACHER MRS. EDWARDS (She is sorta the reason I've continued to pursue writing as an actual carrier. Seriously with out her, I wouldn't have made this blog or my writing blog. She is amazing, both as a teacher and author. I'll put up her link eventually.)
Step three too an amazeballs day, A fed Edwards.

And then there was lunch.
Step four to a super mega foxy awesome hot day, A fed Baugus.

We finished our day off with Hogans. Who every explicitly told us "You've been writing too much, let's goof off a bit." Seriously Mr. Hogan gets what it's like to be a student. Bored, tired, on the brink of tears. But he always squeezes thought into us, which is what an English teacher is supposed too do. Make you think.
Step Five to a wonderful day, Understanding.

Song of the day is Disco Inferno by The Trammps and I Got Mine by The Black Keys brought to us by the infinitely awesome Jake (the Junior....)
As always,
Stay classy.