cosy

that was abbreviated; stunted.

for a while i wondered if i had done something wrong or differently than expected, or even worse, that someone had told a lie about me.

but most likely it doesn't seem to be the case, and most likely the case is so unorganized and ugly that i don't really care. or the case is practically empty and i don't feel like picking lint out of its corners.

to be honest, i feel okay, and maybe there are better things to think about.

like where i misplaced mr. z's book.

and when i'll schedule my license test.

and who is taking me to prom.

and what kind of paper we're making the stickers for peace week on.

and why the second to last button on my shirt won't close.