I can't possibly begin to describe the general goings on of my brain on a daily basis.
There are the general worries of modern teenagers: grades, the future, appearance, life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Then there are my worries. My family, my mom and dad, money. Then there are the trivial worries, whether Barcelona will ever return to top of the La Liga table, how How to Get Away with Murder will pan out, and everything that has to do with the Baby Dream Team of the class of '87.
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