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Update: it has been six days of the magnificent sheet fort, with no end in sight. Also, my elbow smells of green pepper and I have no idea why. I don't plan on leaving the comfort of this amazing fortress of pillows and blankets any time soon, so I might text my mom to see if she'll bring me another book. She probably won't... but it's worth a shot. Also, my brother is under the impression he is a viking, and has taken to casually dropping Norse facts while talking, and he's pretending it's completely normal to want to build a long boat in our back yard. I don't have the strength, will, or wish to go check to see if he's actually doing it.

I have made a sheet fort in my bedroom and I haven't left it in 4 days and I have no shame.

I GRADUMITATED YESTERDAY AND NOW I CAN COMPARTMENTALIZE MY HIGHSCHOOL YEARS AND TUCK THEM AWAY IN A DARK CORNER TO NEVER THINK ABOUT AGAIN! I have my diploma and no more need to get a pass to pee. I think that's one of the most demeaning parts about high school, having to ask permission to perform a bodily function. "Hey teacher, can I use the bathroom?" "I don't know, can you?" "...May I use the bathroom?" "No. You have lunch in 45 minutes, you can hold it." "RAEYDTG:HFNOHDSNLM:KFUNK DSHYJDK:HMIOSAUDN:UIRC" Sorry for my absence lately, the final few weeks of school have been overwhelming, as well as finalizing college stuff. I have a