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"I use to care, now I take a pill for that."
My friend Lisa told me this quote this morning as we were discussing school (after greeting each other in Spanish. Spanish is a required class in my school...). I had said, "You know, I've just gotten to that point in my life where I just dont' care anymore." And then she said the quote. Just for your information, I don't take any type of medication and I honestly am getting to that point in my school career where I just don't care anymore. Oh, I didn't finish all my Spanish homework. Eh, it's okay. I'll get it done after school today. Oh, there's a test. Eh, so what? I don't need to study. Actually... I sound like some know-it all and I DON'T know it all, by the way...

Untitled - Will Think Of Better Title Later, If I can...

Cel-a-brate go times c'mon! Yeah, whoo-ee, it's my fourth day for my blog. Aniversary! Eh, not really. But I congradulate myself for getting this far. But first, I would like to explain a couple of things. I am starting this blog at school today because I'm in Computer Tech and I've finished my test, so I said, "Hey? Why not?" Adrian said that I should so - here I am. I will most likely not finish it so there will probably be some part in here where I will put ***s when I change from school to my house, which will be in probably... two hours - most likely.

Okay, let's get started. I'm still teetering on what topic I should have today. I conversed with myself last night about it and I'm not completely sure if I'm going to do the topic I chose yet so I won't announce it. (Thus, the title was born.) I will probably change the title when I get home but... eh, it might stick.

I just came from lunch (It's currently 1:11 MAKE A WISH) at 1:05 and I am an avid fan of Louisana Hot Sauce which is a brand that only has three ingrediants. It says this on the label: Peppers, Vingear, and Salt.

That's it! Three ingrediants but it's pure awesomeness and I have it on anything. I made myself a chicken sandwich today to eat at school and I brought some hot sauce to go along with it. But... since I live in Texas, the weather is always really wacky and me + wacky weather = cold sores. I hate 'em and I makes me feel really self-conscious! Well, this isn't a real good formula... wacky weather + raw cold sores + HOT hot sauce + cirtic acid from orange = dead mouth. My mouth died today. Let us mourn Chelsea's mouth.

R.I.P

Chelsea's Mouth

1996 - 2010

Death by: Hot sauce and oranges.

Last words: Ow! OUCH! THIS BURNS!

Yes, you will never be forgotten, my dear mouth. You will resurect and come back. And I will miss you the most because I am a talker too... a real, big talker.

That is probably my highlight of the day - though painful - but thus it will be dubbed. As of yesterdays' highlight... Mr. Smiley is gone and my math teacher has returned. Farewell, Mr. Smiley. You will always be remembered. Geez, today has become Mourn Day - but it's Wednesday... AND at lunch, I was engaged in a deep conversation about... What song we wanted to be played at our funeral. Me and Adrian decided it would be Life is Beautiful by Sixx AM, the acoustic version. Okay, enough about death.

I would really like to get to my topic but I'm not sure if I want to go through with it. Aw, screw it. I'll keep the title I have now and announce the topic:

JUST KIDDING. No, I'll introduce it but lemme tell you a bit before I dive feet first into it. Yesterday is when the parents go to the school and meet each teacher as a group with other students' adults. So, my mom went and she said she liked all my teachers. Good. But then, I find myself sitting on the couch, my mom beside me and some show with George Lopez in it is on mute and my mom starts to have one of those life-lesson conversations. You know those? Good, because we had one all right.

The topic? Boyfriends and girlfriends in school. Now, that one was interrupted a few times by my little brother and older sister but we successfully had a life-lesson conversation about such. And it was a whole whopping hour long. Whew, I call the dedication... or just a lot on ones mind and/or there was a lot to discuss.

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