Pray we don’t have school tomorrow. Pray. Sonja and I are supposed to go to U.S. with Mara if there’s no school. And there’s this guy Don I’m supposed to meet (what a stupid name). Reminds me of Don Torma. Anyway, meeting a guy is always better than going to school. But I don’t know. They’ll probably make us go, stupid bastards. That’s the way it always goes. Oh well.
Anyway, if we have school, I’d better prepare for it. That person I’m supposed to meet might stop by Kenston High for a while. Maybe. That would still be satisfactory. I would still meet this person.
So, we shall hope for two things tomorrow, both conditional. 1.) Hope for school. If that can’t be fulfilled, then 2.) Hope that Mara and this Don somebody appear at Kenston tomorrow.
Two prayers.
just ignore me... 
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