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That's 256 words. That's enough to be a blog. The rules for blogging is that each post has to be 200 words, yeh? Well. It never said anywhere that it had to make sense, and aren't blogs supposed to be an extension of what we're feeling? Well. This is my brain process at the moment. I apologize. We have one day of school left, and it's the end of my junior year no less. This was supposed to be the hardest year yet (it was wow three exams ive done so bad) and it's basically over. So pardon my doneness. Well, see this doesnt even scratch the surface. I'm like, 9000% done, so the appropriate amount of "I am so done"s is far more than I've graced you with. But yes. Bailey out.