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Camp

Mk, so Mrs. Mueller sent me to this Shakespeare camp at Clayton high school. We're expected to put in a stellar production of Comedy of Errors in three weeks. In these three weeks we are not allowed to have any fun or joke around at all. Nor are we allowed to scratch or yawn or rub our arms when it gets freezing in that blasted room. Oh and we have to be perfectly still. I'm having a blast!! <3

My mother

My mother is a very cruel and evil person. First she hacks my facebook and now she's making us blog EVERY WEEK!!! Do you know how torturous that is?!?! I mean school is for learning, if that's what she is trying to make us do. We have to have five sentences. I think I'm gonna start calling her Ms. Petruska. Hey that was five and now this is six!!! < 3