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6th year.
Holy crap.

Perhaps not the upmost intellectual manner to express my feelings. But seriously, HOLY CRAP.
I don't really want to go into a big long rant about how high school has become my safety-blanket,
nor do i think that any of you would like to hear my concerned outlook on the future. So i shall focus on the positive.
Its bedtime. I quite like bedtime. No matter how scary or stressful the day has been, bedtime is calm. bedtime means relax. sleep.
And as a matter of fact, the last few days have been anything BUT stressful and scary. The Fintry Fling sucked, but then, wotcha expect? But I did get to spend the last 3 days at Dec's house. I have all my stuff sorted out for school 2moro. (Yes, a whole THREE PENS!, that took careful planning you know, the kind of careful planning that will ensure that all 3 pens run out 2moro.)
And i have a tummy full of honey loop cereal. :) YUM.
Dec has made me realise that i say TASTY all the time to describe something that is, well, TASTY. So i need a new word.
New word to replace tasty? any ideas?

Well I shall leave you with that.
And get to bed.

See you all in the morning.
Night Night.