june.
Dying May brought the rarest sort of sunshine.
June? Not so much.
Plus, school is sucking increasingly as we near our final days of year ‘08-‘09. : ( I almost broke into tears during Spanish, when I realized my partner and I had only 80% of our project. Almost. But I didn’t.
And Trig? Mm… no. Mr. E is being anal. Like equations. Like Trig.
But I’ll live.
l.l& p.
