Today went so fast. Maths was actually, almost good today. Hehe...I am Giselle *whotsssh* The French Bitch. Haha.

Things are good. I am actually doing work (hahaha....) and yes. Nothing bad seems to be happening, which scares me. A lot, because it seems like something should be. No more being depressed about useless things. Writing incomprehensible rubbish in this journal. (Aren't you relieved?) Just being happy. Which also, consequently means I have nothing to write in this journal apart from ridiculous things like the above ^.

Things are just too good. Love you. (Thats a thanks)

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