Well, first day of the second semester is now over. I like all my classes except for sewing. Sewing is lame. Other then that the day was ok...
Then I got home. My sister was nice enough (oh, don't you love sarcasm...) Nice enough to tell me back when I had a bird named Logan... She told me I killed it. I'm sorta heart broken over it. Because I truely loved that bird, I didn't mean for him to die. He just died because it was time for him to die I guess. I did nothing to help kill him. But my sister was a bitch and told me I did.
So, now I feel all depressed... God I must be emo...
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