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Name: Jen
Gender: Female
Interests: [Red Sox] [reading] [music] [driving] [Nicholas Sparks] [Dan Brown] [singing, however horribly] [musicals] [1 am dance parties] [lightening] [swimming] [summer] [old movies] [Humphrey Bogart] [numbers] [texting] [sun] [trampolines] [dancing in the rain] [dancing in general] [staying up so late it's early] [sun rises] [french] [italian] [France] [Italy] [getting e-mails] [getting actual mail]
Expertise: nothing in particular...I'm good at a lot of things, but I'm still trying to find that one thing that I can excel in, that I could spend the rest of my life doing, and still be happy...
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/23/2005
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| It's 9:30 on a Friday night, and I'm sitting at home. Boo, social life. | | |
| Monday- AP French Tuesday- Get calc exam back Wednesday- Judgement Day, aka AP Calc Thursday- AP English As of 11:30ish on Thursday afternoon, I'm DONE. 4 days and counting... | | |
| So, I've just been informed that my entire paper is garbage.
And what's more, they're right.
Now, do I rewrite the entire thing, or do I leave it and pray for the best?
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| Four hours of dancing (not even, really) has rendered me completely and utterly unable to move.
I'm so out of shape. Y, anyone?
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| I can't hear a fucking thing right now. But that is just fine by me. <333 dance parties!!! (Granted, I may refute that statement tomorrow when I can't walk properly, but for right now, it stands as is.) | | |
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