I know I should finish my previous post about Saturday night, but right now I am too wired on ADD meds and orange juice to think straight. I have to figure out whether or not to let a girl who has missed every class and meeting except the first one continue to be a part of our debate team. She says she's been going through some "tough stuff" and is "seeking help." What does that mean?
Anyway, Nate's getting me a quesadilla for dinner, and I don't know if I'm going to have the appetite for it! My insides are all funny.
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