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I have a brutal migraine. Entertain me, Storybrooke. Halloween is coming, what is everyone going as? Anyone throwing any parties? Or am I the only one excited for a semi-normal holiday?

I need a nap. A nap, a bath and ice cream and someone to do my math for me.

School is rapidly approaching so we need to embrace what is left of our summer and have some fun. Which is why I am suggesting a game. Not just any game, my friends, oh no! The best game for fun and potential trouble.

Let's play Truth or Dare!

Comment here and anyone can answer with a truth or a dare!

Big, potentially illegal, definitely curfew breaking, Bonfire at the beach tonight. Whose coming with me?

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Come on, Guys, it'll be fun.

I'm sorry I haven't been around much. I think I'm having a bit of hard time adjusting to not having anyone inside my head but myself. Also, there is the guilt that I should be home helping but I'm sure everyone is going through that but to a far bigger degree It's bizarre. I haven't spoken in Haiku or fallen and there have been no bloody noses. I guess there is a readjustment period for everyone.

Anyway! I want to throw a slumber party. A little bit of teenage normalcy before I succumb and apply to the art store for a job. Whose in? Bianca are you okay with it?

I never thought I'd enjoy something as normal as job hunting so much.

You know what? I'm done with that stupid Teen Wolf show. That's a terrible name, by the way. Who would watch a show called Teen Wolf? That makes it sound almost nice. Like a teen who's a wolf and everything's great and that's really misleading. Because everything's awful. Always. Just all the time. Forever. Anyone who actually likes this show is bad people. Scott, you should sue someone.

I'm going to just watch terrible SyFy movies forever, because that's a much better life choice. Sharknado beats out shows about everything in our lives being awful. Danny, we need to watch Sharknado. It's a tornado made of sharks.

Erica, I made you apology cookies. So...sorry about that again.

And, okay. I really need some Adderall. Who do I talk to about that?

They'll laugh at the oracle.
She did not see this coming.
A little warning next time.

My life gets weirder every year.