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Someone Cheated...

Hello people. I hope that y'all are good and healthy and what not. I am alright myself. I just realized that I have to write my mom's photography blog today. That's great. Yesterday my friend was surprised that I do not consider myself a sentimental person. Apparently she has never met a "religious" person who is not sentimental...
I don't consider myself religious either actually, but you know how it is.
Do you know what makes me angry? The fact that Verbal Christians have messed up our reputation. Like, I am talking about the people that say, "Yeah, I am a Christian." and then they go and live just like everyone else, dirty, sin riddled lives. I am not implying that I am perfect and sinless, far from it. But I at least try to embody the character of Christ. (As I vent my frustrations on the internet.)
It makes witnessing much harder though. People are like, well you Christians are jerks.
Nah, nah, nah, nah. THOSE Christians are jerks. There are a select few that are different. I promise. Let me show you my quiet Utopia.




Anyway, on a different note. SOME GUY WAS CHEATING OFF OF MY MATH TEST YESTERDAY. 😠 {GAAAAASP!!!!} I know right??? Crazy and rude. I didn't know until my friend pointed it out. Well, school is starting, I have to go for now.




Hi guys. Today is Monday....I am officially 17 and don't know what to do with myself at this moment. I am just kind of hanging out in English class waiting for lunch. I have about fifteen minutes. My friend Amanda gave me some goldfish crackers. I love goldfish. So delicious. I finished my ROTC spread this morning in yearbook. That calls for celebration.      
                                                                                  Yeah. I am excited. That picture took a while to place. It's all good. I just finished a timed essay too. It probably sucks. But that is okay. I am not too concerned at the moment. Anyway, I hope that you are all well. If you have any ideas for poems that I should write, please let me know in the comments. Or photos that I should take. ETC. 
Nine minutes until lunch. I think that I should put my Chromebook away. Oh! Guess what! I got a mac for my birthday so now I can do my photo editing at home. I am pretty jazzed about that.
Okay, bye guys. Have a good day.

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