Alright.
Okay.
Okay.
Alright.
I'm off to Busch Gardens, Home of The Worst Stage Show This Side of Walt Disney World.
It really was awful.
Besides my loathing of inadequate entertainment, we're meeting up with Walt [Editor's Note: No, not the frozen one. My father.] where hopefully, we'll waste money in the arcade and ride hideously grungy roller coasters.
It sounds like an enjoyable enough evening to me.
As long as I don't run into Backel. Again.
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Busch Garden trip was scrapped on account of Mother Nature taking up position as a full-time raining bi-atch.
We're here until a little later tonight, and then to Maitland for life until the start of my senior year.
Tomorrow.
Good God.
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