Oohhh, this could be messy, overlook this supposed crime...
I'm at school right now. I have less than forty days left of high school. Isn't that amazing? I'm so very thrilled. I can't wait for a change, to go to new places, to meet to faces, to see the world on my own. Yes, I'll admit I'm a little nervous/scared, but my feelings of excitement far override them. This is day two of my Desktop project not saving. It's really starting to frustrate me. Today, Mr. Wolf thought he figured out that it was a "network error." Great!, but he still doesn't know how to fix it. So basically, I can do no more of my project until we get it figured out. I can't wait for it to be nicer. For the sun to shine brighter and the air to feel warmer.

My mom used to watch my cousins when we were younger. One day, during the summer, Ryan (my cousin) and I were sitting outside on the deck eating trail mix. Now remember, Ryan is a little over a year older than me. Therefore, oh so cool and much smarter than I! Hehe. Well anyhow, back to the story...Ryan stuck a peanut half way up his nose and then pushed it back out. We both laughed uncontrollably as he did it again. He it a couple of times, blowing it out with the "farmer's blow" method several times before I tried it myself. *enter foolish act here* I stuck the peanut not half way up my nose, but ALL the way up my nose. Uh huh, all the way up. We both kept laughing because it was, in fact, really funny to us. I, however, couldn't get my peanut out. Yep, I pushed, pulled, and tried to "farmer blow" it out, but I just couldn't. I'd stuck it way to far up my nose. I started to cry and Ryan went to get my mom. After she poked at my nose for a while, she took me up to Dr. Bill's. I cried and cried and cried because I couldn't get it out. He had to use a long, skinny tweezers to pull that damned peaut out of my nose. Never again, have I stuck foreign objects up my nose. I don't really remember how old I was, but I still remember that day like it was yesterday.

Tata.
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Laura