School starts on Monday. I really don't want to go back. I don't really know why. I would like to be able to sleep in. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. that would be nice. The other day I heard squeaking in the kitchen. A couple days ago, I was strolling to the kitchen, and BAM! A mouse ran across the floor. I hate the kitchen now. I walked four miles yesterday, while James played baseball. He had a double header. [ Terrible.] But like a good friend Frank came with me. Nothing more to say.
So... How come you walked four miles?
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