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So I just auditioned for the Murder Mystery. Won't get in. Feeling really depressed.

Might have to give up role for Fiddler, because of International.
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Check minus late.

So, now I'm sitting around. Moping. But those aren't the only things wrong. So much more is ******** up.

'Speically this choir trip.

******** up!

So now I'm inhaling marshmellows like no body's biznas. The bags almost empty, and I'm holding one in mouth, since you can't eat it while you type.

It's gotten all gooey and yummy.

Yum.

I should do my homework.

It's gonna be a busy week. Quater. Rest of school year.

The marshmellow is falling.

Gotta go.