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I am too lazy to do my school work today, so I am blogging. Fun...Yeah, I have NO life, but when you think about it, who does? Between nagging parents, friends, and school, what is left? Not a life. It doesn't make sense to me why life is expected to be something fun, supernatural, and and bubbly. Expectations are filling everyones atmospheres. It is something that is around all the time, left touched, but known. We know that they are there, but we don't act like it is some big deal like Swine Flu or a bridge collapsing. But, they are just as big without the clouds of dust and wheezing humans to back it up. They are invisable, and that is what makes them deadly. You don't see them coming, these things called Expectations. They are handy, I suppose, but too much it just...too much. I know I always complain, but come on people, if you aren't, then who will? My polint has come clean now, hathen it? Check mate. School is a drag. American HIgh School is a conspiracy. I mean, hear me out. You hace these cliques that you are expected to cope with and yet not let it ripple your over all performance of teh academics. It seems like a majic trick or possibly a trap. We are expected to stay sane as the people around us pull us like the visible gravity they are. Again with expectations! I told you before, I will tell you again, they are EVERYWHERE! Just something to think about, as always. Love

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