So basically, I get up at 6:30 like always and get ready for school. When my dad and I arrive, almost no cars are there. Turns out that there was a power outage and school was delayed for two hours. For some reason, other people knew, and my dad, a teacher wasn't called. Gizz-ay.
Now, I'm at my dad's computer at school, typing up this post because there is nothing else to do in a sixth grade math room. Maybe I'll go to YouTube or something.
...Nah, that's too trendy.
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i heard you're a fag
My dad and I went flying that day....it was a nice change
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