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Christina and I know the items at Spencers so well that when we get gifts from there, we don't even have to open them to know what they are. I'm not sure what that says about us.
No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to read books I like. And when I have to read books I hate, finishing comes so quickly.
University of Chicago has courses leveled one to three in the language of K’iché Maya.
Why does every school that has a good linguistics program happen to be very far away or impossible to get into or both (MIT, Stanford, UPenn, Cornell...)
I did get a linguistics textbook for Christmas and the workbook that goes with it is awesome.
I fail at sleeping and getting things done and eating meals with my family.
But I must admit I'm pretty good a making people cry and driving twice the speed limit and slipping an aphrodisiac into Jen's drink.
If I weren't me, I would not want to be close friends with me but I would want to be an acquaintence. I'm tolerable in small doses.
My dog has been greeting me when I come to the door and Jen and I won $50 today and I really need gas.
There are currently at least five things in my car I'm hiding from my parents. I leave shit at other people's houses all the time, even though I tell myself not to. I really need to get my dinosaur flossers back.
My ex-girlfriend IMed me today to wish me a Merry Christmas and to remind me that I owe her five dollars from our first date. I said Merry Christmas right back.
Sometimes Christina is the biggest bitch in the world, but I think that's why we all love her. I really want to go get california rolls tomorrow and obviously have gyoza as an appetizer. I would bring Danielle because we're international like that, but I know somehow she'll end up getting soy sauce on the ceiling of my car, even if I don't drive.
The best part of my day is going into my sister's room at 2am saying "Let's hang out."
No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to read books I like. And when I have to read books I hate, finishing comes so quickly.
University of Chicago has courses leveled one to three in the language of K’iché Maya.
Why does every school that has a good linguistics program happen to be very far away or impossible to get into or both (MIT, Stanford, UPenn, Cornell...)
I did get a linguistics textbook for Christmas and the workbook that goes with it is awesome.
I fail at sleeping and getting things done and eating meals with my family.
But I must admit I'm pretty good a making people cry and driving twice the speed limit and slipping an aphrodisiac into Jen's drink.
If I weren't me, I would not want to be close friends with me but I would want to be an acquaintence. I'm tolerable in small doses.
My dog has been greeting me when I come to the door and Jen and I won $50 today and I really need gas.
There are currently at least five things in my car I'm hiding from my parents. I leave shit at other people's houses all the time, even though I tell myself not to. I really need to get my dinosaur flossers back.
My ex-girlfriend IMed me today to wish me a Merry Christmas and to remind me that I owe her five dollars from our first date. I said Merry Christmas right back.
Sometimes Christina is the biggest bitch in the world, but I think that's why we all love her. I really want to go get california rolls tomorrow and obviously have gyoza as an appetizer. I would bring Danielle because we're international like that, but I know somehow she'll end up getting soy sauce on the ceiling of my car, even if I don't drive.
The best part of my day is going into my sister's room at 2am saying "Let's hang out."