| I just got home from a hectic shift at work. And to add insult to injury the falafel pita Melissa made for me tasted like ground up yuck. Nice. So between now and 11am on Monday I have to write a ten page paper on the Great Depression and a page and a half essay on the phrase "troop surge." You've gotta love college. Not  |
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| Yaaaaaaaa-yuuuuuuuuuuh! Two papers down. Two more to go. Dang... |
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| Okay, paper time! For real. Like seriously. But all I can think about is this guy and how much I like him and how he probably is just hanging out with me because he just broke up with his girlfriend so he has a lot of free time on his hands and he doesn't really like me like that he's just being nice *breath* right? Cause guys do that. I know first hand. *tear* grrr TO THE ART PAPER! I will write such a great paper about Filipo Brunelleschi that Mr. Johnson won't know what hit him! HIYAH!! |
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| So D&D got cancelled tonight. Sweet. Kind of. I'm sad that I don't get to play, but now I have an entire night free. OH MY GOODNESS! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? What I need to do is write that stupid Art paper. Grrr. I hate my overly active conscience. |
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| I probably should be asleep now considering that I have work from 9:30am until 1:30pm, English at 2pm, then I need to research more for my Art paper (and hopefully type the damn thing), then I have a D&D session at 8pm. I think it's at 8. Hm...I should call Ian. Tomorrow after class. Will do. Hopefully within a month I will be on my way to being a Skinny Bitch. |
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