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Hola(and the way American people should pronounce that is with the h), peoples,

I feel welcomed even if no one reads this. But my name is Leala and I'm a writer. I write pretty sad stuff, in comparison to the way I act, especially with my friends. Right now, or at least for the past, like, two week or so, I've been stuck at home with the after-stuff or whatever of my back surgery, because of my scoliosis, an old man patted me on the back, with me and my mom exchanging looks that said, "Oh, my gosh," and I've been bored out of my mind. My only occupations are schoolwork, which I try to avoid at all cost, and my Maximum Ride books. (Thank the Lord for James Patterson and his first thoughts of winged children!) I finished the first book in about three days and I started the second last night. I recommend these book definitely for people who love action and mystery. Okay, this is turning into a book review. Time for a subject change! Um... I'm not good under pressure... or thinking on the spot. My parents (mainly my dad) are arguing, sort of, with a family friend that came to see me. At least it takes her attention off me and her compliments on how good I look after my surgery. I was about to yell, "I get it, Pam," but my incredible self-control helped me out of that situation. Well, I'm sorry to say this, but my fingers are sending a message to my brain, saying, "STOP TYPING!" I guess I'm going to obey and get off this laptop, then run to my room and grab my book.

Don't let the hobos steal your toes (especially you, Madeline),

Leala