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Hmmm. . .

If these are called sixlets, why are there eight? This has been really bothering me. Not enough that I stopped eating them though. Whenever I eat these I think of those rolie polie bugs. I used to eat these while squishing them. Or playing with them in my hand. Depended on which mood I was in. 

I almost tricked the bestby into eating one. A sixlet, not a bug. Because he hates chocolate, and these look nothing like chocolate. Alas, it didn't work. It will happen one day though, he shall eat chocolate! 

I have a sleeping problem. I just lay down on the couch for a minute and the next thing I know it's two hours later and people are laughing at me because they think I was snoring. I do not snore. I just breathe very cutely. Yeah. The other day I fell asleep with my phone in my hand and I texted the bestby right when I woke up and it made absolutely no sense. Lucky for me he speaks my language and knew that it said night night. 



But I seriously need to work on this sleeping thing. I don't want to sleep my youth away! I'll think of something to keep me awake. . . And don't judge me since I go to bed at nine. That's only on school nights! 

Yesterday was the last day of this awesome testing week where I don't have to go to school for half the day. And since yesterday my only class was ping pong and who goes to school just so they can play ping pong for ten minutes before they have to put everything away, I went to a math study session instead. Man, I am getting calced out. TOO MUCH CALCULUS! But before the bestby made me a delicious grilled cheese! He's such a good cook! Mmmm! 

IT'S SO GOOD!


It's a heart! 
While we were cooking, his mom was watching a Baby Story in the next room and I was like, "Look a baby is being born, look that's what I want to do for a job, look at all the blood, look at how weird babies look when they're born!"And he looked on in horror and made gagging noises and asked his mom if that's how he was born and she was like uh huh! It was so funny. 

While we were doing calculus my teacher decided to put on Madagascar, which made it nearly impossible to get any work done because I love that movie and it has awesome music! The bestby was dancing and my teacher was laughing and telling everyone that boyfriend was getting into it. She can't remember his name so she just calls him boyfriend. It's cute! 

And then we found these awesome rocks! I had never seen them before! So naturally we had to take lots of pictures. 





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