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| ommmaGOD!
it's such a relief to be done with studying, uh this week.
fail or pass, i'm just happy to be done.
anyway waya waefnadfklaufaklfdjaudf :)
i don't know.
i'm in a pleasant mooooooood.
i sat next to this tan-O-saurus bleached blond mess in class today and she smelled like she swam in a pool filled with cigarette butts. UGH. she smelled like shit and cigarettes. I thought I was gonna throw up right there and then.
I should have.
Maybe next time.
I have a hard time uh, "accepting" when girls smoke cigarettes because cigarettes have to be one of the most disgusting thing ever, especially to put in your mouth. UH! Guys smoking, I can KIND OF understand because well, they're kind of disgusting to begin with, but girls smoking?
That's just ewwy.
ANYWAY!
No school or work tomorrow. chhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-eah!
Or something.
This weekend is gonna be filled with lots O alloftv.net.
UH!
Whatevs.
Tony Soprano will keep me company. 
PACE!
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| Okay so,
I’m really happy, just in general. I'm luckier than you. I am
Anyway. I thought this was funny.
Am I alone in this?
Six more weeks of school. UGH! Then summer. Then work. Then back
to school. Life goes by so fast now.
Shia LaBoeuf is in a movie.
That interests me for some reason.
Is it pathetic that I CAN’T watch uh Extreme Makeover: Home
Edition without tearing up?
Anyway.
I have things to do next week, lots. Walk to the DPS; have
dinner/say goodbye to Jessica, who probably knows more about me than anyone
else in this world; and I’ve got a couple of exams here and there.
But. OH WELL!
I’m good. | | |
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I found that interesting. I’ve got the sense of humor of
a 13 year-old boy.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Or something. I highlighted in my journalism book.
ANYWAY!
I like sliced a good hunk of uh flesh off my thumb at work
today, my work at the LIBRARY! Who knew the library was so fucking uh Xcore!
I said it.
So like I was SO listening to Pulp today at work, and BAM! I start shelving journals called, "Pulp & Paper"! HOW CRAZY!
This is what my life is like now.
Whatever.
I'm happy. I really really really am.
Oh hey, check out this cutie!
He's hot and can cook.
I guess I uploaded this awhile back ago and never used it. Oh xanga.
What am I doing here?
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I’m gonna start writing in here more often, more often than
once a month or so.
Why? You (Ciawash) may ask?
It doesn’t matter.
I got a B on my Astronomy: Search for Extraterrestrial exam,
which I must say without any doubt, is probably one of the most deceptively
difficult classes EVER! EVER! I got a 50 on the first exam. Uh UH!
I think I’m just writing to gloat gloat gloat gloat gloat! I’m
gloating about how I got a B on an astronomy test. OMG I’m so gay!
I think I’m actually only writing to avoid the criticism a
la Ciawash! Although, he offer them sooner or later.
ASS!
I had donuts today. I always regret eating them afterwards
BUT! That first bite of the cinnamon sugar donut is JDKLFDUJFDLFIU.
UH!
Oh work. WORK WORK WORK!
I’ve managed to uh dispense a thousand dollars
already, after um, 6 days of having uh, the LOAD.
I don’t know what I’m saying.
SHUT UP!
I’m dumT
Time for a bowl O honey bunches of oats, then OFF to the
library…
TO WORK!
Some of us are actually employed!
AHEM!
GGPO? Whatever. | | |
| Holy shit, I've been a member since 2003.
But then again, haven't we all.
Spring break is done and now onto school again. :(
I got a letter in the mail informing me of my new uh, graduation date, 05/25/11. UH! Well, I mean. I expected it. But for some reason, things are harder to swallow when they're in print.
How much at CT scans or wait, am I saying that right?
Maybe I'll wait for my tattoo until the end of summer :( Like I haven't waited long enough. I have my reasons.
I feel uncomfortable writing here for some reason.
I think I sprained my hand.
Uh!
I find out whether or not I failed my second astronomy test Tuesday. THEN! I get to decide whether or not to make the class pass/fail. Or something.
I hate school.
I hate realizing how dumb I am.
I hate how xanga somehow is able to maximize whatever feeling I'm in when beginning an entry.
Did that make sense?
Shut up.
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