I took my AP English test today. It was so-so, which automatically means I flunked it. Every time I think I know what I'm doing I get fucked. That's just another day in the life of Wanda.

I also ranted a bit at lunch about how my parents suck at supporting me and my writing. Would you believe my mother has not read ANY of my books and I've been doing it for ten years. My dad's only read my one trilogy and. . . oh, never mind.

I also had a scholarship interview. There were a few things that I wished I'd said, but I guess it went okay. I put on my cheerful secretary smile and voice, so I'm hoping they were appropriately charmed. They seemed impressed that I'd written nine full-length novels. They asked my friend Chloe a bunch of religious questions, which they didn't even bring up with me. I guess that's a good thing . . .

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I can't breath. Stupid stuffed nose.