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Dayuum. I'ma busy bee. This second semester reallly got to me. But the thing that helps me keep going is my boyfriend. I'm not only doing it for me, but for him too. Heres a condense version: Kyle's a dumbass and itsn't slick. Lol, but still hes my BOY! Ha. He always say, "Cary, you should check out yo boy. Check out yo. Check yo boy out Cary." Lol. Whatta dumb fucker. Anyway, now that swim season has started I don't have a 6th period I go to CHS alot. All I see are a bunch of Korean fuckers, but saall good. But when I go to swim practice, it's hellla hectic. Freaal though, it's no easy shit to do. I sure wish it was though. I missed my first swim meet to go to a basketball CIF game. We fucking lost. Fuck Harvard WestLake. They had a full grown male on their team. I'm not kidding. He was like 6'7. Thighs big as my body, and dunked so easily. We still made it though. And like our VP was like no saying airbaaal, or boo. And we didnt so when the other team started saying air ball we were like wtf. Whatever, I hope they feel guilty for winning as cheaters. Anywaay, next swim meet is on Thursday. I suck but it's all about experience.