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Yesterday my uncle repaired the car. While I do my homework
Yesterday my uncle repaired the car. While I do my homework










yesterday my uncle repaired the car. While I do my homework

*brushes that aside* I know continued education is important, but everyone makes it sound like if I don't go this Fall, I'm some sort of failure and my life will crumble. I have come to find more of myself as well, which is a good thing, right? But yet, a bad thing.for example: what the heck should I be doing with my life right now? The robot answer is College. My mom is a very good person, even though she has fallen from the church for who knows what, exactly. It's hard to explain-but the important thing is that I understand a lot better now. Her mother, my grandmother, didn't prepare her kids for raising children and such things.and since my mom was the youngest of seven (or something like that), she was left on her own for a lot of things that aunt Linda had to do her best to guide her through. But now I truly understand that mom has done the best that she could. Through this trip I've come to see new things.and have come to understand why mom is the way she is now, and why I was raised so.is there a word for it? Not really. Hunter was as much as a pest as yesterday, but what can you do? It's anything any other siblings would go through. Hot as all heck, but I swear my indurance level has reached a new height. I'd rather the pain not be brought back right now. Well, as far as I can tell, my aches from that nasty fall are gone! Woooo! *dances* But just in case, I won't go to the Temple Dedication dance practice tomorrow-my partner has a tendency of gripping too hard, no matter what I say, around my waist and back.












Yesterday my uncle repaired the car. While I do my homework