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ok. tuesday. my day of rest. along with almost every other day of the week. time to recap.
Friday: well friday, in all of its coolness brought us together to bond over shampoo bottles. we then proceeded to walk to connelly and experience the activities of sibling weekend here at villanova. because, yes, we all ahve siblings, they are just to smart to come out here and suffer through the cold. all in all what i learned that nite is that im going to major in magic.
Saturday: eh, saturday. just as cool as friday. tequlia reminds me of mexico. and apparently will is cuban? so it jut fits. erin has never seen the extrocist. the only problem is that we watched it on saturday, and she still hasnt seen it.
Sunday: no one really cares about sunday.
Monday: school. an unnecessary amount of it. followed by me putting in my time with the community, not my community, but the community of philadelphia. yes, i did jazzercise, and yes im bomb at it. and yes i can jazzercise to "she bangs" by the puerto rican god. so immediately when i returned from volunteer work, i went immediately to chill with my friends and we made this weird variation of apple pie. it was crazyness and all i remember were people yelling, "drop to ur knees" then nick rolled a fat blunt without a razor. talent. and at some point i lost my black sandal in the white snow. then i went back to my room to preform my own version of Kris Kross. and yes, my roommates taped it. sickkkkkkkkkkkkk.
currently stoked its february. cuz next is march.
Friday: well friday, in all of its coolness brought us together to bond over shampoo bottles. we then proceeded to walk to connelly and experience the activities of sibling weekend here at villanova. because, yes, we all ahve siblings, they are just to smart to come out here and suffer through the cold. all in all what i learned that nite is that im going to major in magic.
Saturday: eh, saturday. just as cool as friday. tequlia reminds me of mexico. and apparently will is cuban? so it jut fits. erin has never seen the extrocist. the only problem is that we watched it on saturday, and she still hasnt seen it.
Sunday: no one really cares about sunday.
Monday: school. an unnecessary amount of it. followed by me putting in my time with the community, not my community, but the community of philadelphia. yes, i did jazzercise, and yes im bomb at it. and yes i can jazzercise to "she bangs" by the puerto rican god. so immediately when i returned from volunteer work, i went immediately to chill with my friends and we made this weird variation of apple pie. it was crazyness and all i remember were people yelling, "drop to ur knees" then nick rolled a fat blunt without a razor. talent. and at some point i lost my black sandal in the white snow. then i went back to my room to preform my own version of Kris Kross. and yes, my roommates taped it. sickkkkkkkkkkkkk.
currently stoked its february. cuz next is march.