Ok before I get started on third grade I've gotta day it's two am and my cat got stuck on our table
He's the blind one and he somehow got up there and couldn't get down so he started meowing as loud as he fucking could
Meanwhile I'm in the bathroom thinking he's dying and somebody's broken or something
And I just find him propped on the middle of the table meowing
We(Noah and myself) got him down and he's stopped meowing so yay
Ok so third grade, not very eventful
I start learning multiplication and division,
Honestly third grade was so weird because it's the only grade where I have like one memory of
I remember the retirement party we threw for my teacher cause she retired and that's about it
My teacher and I write letters to each other... occasionally
Mostly Christmas cards
That's about all I remember from third grade which is kind of pathetic
It's weird
I don't like it
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My Life
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