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So the portables of my school have black mould. Mold? I dunno. Anyway, they smell horrible (more so than they usually do). A boy said "It smells like an Arab died in here", he's Arab himself, which I the only reason I typed that. Anyway, hopefully this means they're finally going to tear down the portables or something. I'm not sure how they get rid of black mo(u)ld. I keep imagining all of the dead animals under there.

If I knew we could drop classes at mid-term and still get a credit, I would have dropped Marketing. I hate it, and would prefer a spare.

The tree in our yard is starting to blossom. It's a cherry tree. Sort of. These cherries are different from the regular kind. Anyway, neighbourhood kids usually climb our fence and pick them, I hope they fall and bruise their butts.