So today, when I got out of my history debate and math review, I went to my middle school. I felt like I was famous or something- all my teachers were freaking out, and I ran into kids who knew me from open houses and summer camp. I went to my elementary school, too. It was crazy. It was like...travelling backwards through my education or something.
And now, back to the future...My mom was clipping my rabbit's nails, and my stepdad is throwing a b***h fit because the rabbit pulled her foot out (thus ripping her nail) and he's saying that the rabbit's bleeding because my mom had about one sip of wine before she clipped my rabbit's nails.
I'm procrastinating. ninja
