There's nothing really new to add. Life has become routine. I mean, it's been routine for awhile now. I haven't been too upset about it either, even though I always thought I would. I figured a routine was what made life not worth living. Routines were how people got old. You do the same things on the same days and before you konw it you're 50. That totally worried me. But I like my routine. It gives me things to look forward to during the monotony of the school day.
But now there're only two weeks left of school. It's almost done. That routine is going to be no more. Maine is calling my name.
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