What he meant to say was to keep pulling out the weeds or shall I say, thistles, from the raspberry bushes. Today was project day, which means heading to the farm for us preplings. It is 90 degrees out (I still don't know what that means in Celsius... too lazy to find out) but I'm feeling it's pretty hot. The walk over there was nice. I always enjoy long walks with friends. My group was responsible for 'weeding' the raspberry bushes. Even though we had our work gloves on, the thorns on the thistles still managed to prick our fingers (which made me want to pull the damn weeds out even harder, because now they're getting personal).
-sharon
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| you can't hurt me anymore |
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