I've woke up with the strangest thing in my face the last two days. "Is this the sun?" Rolling over and realizing it was only 6am made me sad. For some reason my body is OK with it. Amelia on the other hand takes no recognition for this morning, she sleeps tell 8am.
I have a paper due today. The subject is an old folks home. Old folks with memory loss. This paper is sad; I don't think I really want to finish it. The river sounds like a better plan. Amelia thinks it's a better plan also. David shall come along. I think Portco but, chances are her mother (i.e. the Devil) could be there, so maybe some other place.
My Grandfather has returned from the homeland. Two weeks spent in complete satisfaction, Lucky... Sometimes he says " next time, I'll take you..." Well I'm a bum, so its ok that I don't. I've been there a few times. Its nice but I would rather get money for school and life then a vacation. I know my father is silently bashing me right now if he's reading this...
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