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so it's funny. i finally get back to sa, and the first night i'm back, i'm not even sleeping on my own bed, i'm sleeping on a sofa at john rosen's (awesome kid). word. man, tho, it's kinda late, and i kinda have to work. i'm working at least one shift a day for the rest of the week. hooray for earning all my money in 4 days. oh and 1 more thing, i realized i'm gonna get kicked out of nhs. i haven't turned in my dues (one infraction), i haven't gotten my points (second infraction), i haven't gotten my sponsored event, (third), and last year, i didn't get points in time (fourth). so you guys enjoy nhs. i'm just more pissed off at myself for not being responsible enough to get the friggin crap done. oh well, some things just get pushed to the side. but w/e, i'm only worried cuz that'll show up on my transcript, and colleges'll be like... oooh, he's not responsible... and that'll suck. oh well. screw it. i don't care, i just want marshall to be bombed before we go back to school on what, monday? or tuesday? i dunno. i don't care.