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I’ve been meaning to blog for a while now, but I figured that it would take time away from my summer. *snort* I actually had a Disneyland blog, but I never finished it and it’s still on private. And so it shall stay for many years to come . Lets go into the subject of school.

We all know it as a place to learn. But during the school year, all you’re doing is wanting a BREAK. You wait and wait until the next day off and when it comes, it isn’t long enough. Then, the ultimate break comes: summer vacation. I remember when I was in elementary school and middle school, I use to wait and count down the days until we were let out for the summer. Then, towards the end of summer, I just can’t wait for school to start because I missed all my friends and the summer was full of extremely boring days. WELL HATE TO BE A PRUNE, but I’m not like that this year.

Ever since I started high school last September, I HATED IT. Freshman year was good and looking back, I didn’t really try. (That would explain my shit grades eh?). This summer, I actually did things. Sure, my parents were being old school Asian and didn’t let me go ANYWHERE with my friends, (they fear that I will get knocked up or join a gang and die. PFFT… Parents.) but I still had the summer swim thing and I’d always stay back a few hours to “chill” with my friends. (Even though on some occasions, my coach was being a snobby bitch and made me and everyone stay later). Now that summer’s almost ending, I don’t even want to think about school. Ewwwies. School. *shivers* I’m so not looking forward to being a sophomore . I decided to take AP European History. Oh god, just thinking about the homework makes my head spin. But my point is, I don’t want to return to school like every other year before :[. Poo.

So a few days ago I thought I lost my ring. I frantically look for it at the mall but seriously, I was abnormally calm o_o. The ring is quite expensive, but I didn't really care for it. I just didn't want my mum to start yelling her ass off when we got home. Oh god, that woman throw a bitch fit. She'll complain until my ears start bleeding. Anyway, it wasn't found at the mall, but when I got home, it was on my bed. Apparently, it fell off while I was sleeping. So my mum tells me to wear it on my middle finger. It fits on my middle finger, but it's a bit tight and uncomfortable. BUT I LISTENED TO HER because I don't want another responsibility lecture. I hate lectures, they last for HOURS ;____;.

Why am I talking about my ring? Because I woke up at 6 AM with it stuck on my finger. Holy shit, my middle finger was literally like a sausage :3. It was red in the middle and purple-ish towards the top. I put soap on it to help me take it off. IT HELPED, but it was almost slippery so it was hard to get a grip on the ring o_o... After a while, I was literally giving my middle finger a hand job }: MORE PRACTICE HUH? *GIGGLE SNORT* While I was doing the whole hand job thing (or rather, finger job), I was thinking, "If I just get it through the knuckle then I'm home free :[." Then I started thinking about that red thing in the Sonic games named Knuckles. I was like, "I bet HE never wore rings. NOOOO, just bracelets." I was obviously pissed. AND THE RING HURT LIKE HELL. *cries* T^T. In the end, it took about 30 minutes to take off. I went back to sleep and I put the ring back on my ring finger. Screw mum and her ways. I am never putting it on my middle finger again.

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