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sharkchum → statues

My seventh and eighth grade lit teachers were incredible. Both were clever and encouraging; most either loved or hated them. I learned so very much from each.

Currently, I have two favorites. Both are technically not my teachers; they work at my school's brother school. One is the theatre director, another an English teacher. Both are amazing men who want nothing more than to teach us and help us and satiate a thirst for knowledge. And the English teacher has great taste in music.

Hershey.

He was my wonderful cat. He's actually the kitten in the polaroid that's my icon.

I miss him a lot. <3

Well, the day this question came out, I had stayed up all night talking to an English teacher for the third or fourth time.

However, last night was the last time I stayed up all night. I was watching Prince Caspian on television, but then I decided to go upstairs and try to sleep, but I couldn't, so I went online and then I ended up calling my friend and talking for about four hours.

And she gave me a really good website to check my astrological birth chart. :]

Hey, flisters and others, I just changed my username from sharkchum → statues. Just so you know. I'm still the same person, too. C: