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Yesterday my family decided to do the impromptu Let's Go To Penn State And Get Your Shit expedition. So me and mom and sis descended on Le Point-ay and freaked out the roomies and packed a bunch of crap. Then Kerri and Caitlin came over and brought alcohol and my sister got sorta tipsy and referred to herself as crunked, thereby winning the hearts of everyone present. She also endeared herself to 226 and Co. by making a really snarky comment involving my toothbrush and why she doesn't want to use it. Which, I guess is a valid point. Ahem.
An-y-waaay. Did you know there's a theme song to Snakes On A Plane? And it's just this side of completely fucking awesome? Yeah, I didn't. But now I do. So we did all that, and played Cranium, and we had to act out Titanic again, and my sister drew mitosis, and the Great Lakes which also looked like mitosis. And then I went to bed and thought a lot about how my bed is entirely too big for just me. So, that needs to be remedied ASAP.
Then today we had to go to Bucknell so my sister could tour it, and there was massive heat and an obnoxious tour guide who was too much of a hom even for me and my mom almost died and my sister fumed and my mom cried and I shot myself three times. Now I'm exhausted and suffering from heatstroke, and my mom just informed me that I have bald spots on the back of my head. But, I'm listening to the new Dashboard album, and it's fabulous, even though I read that it wasn't. I lovey mclovelove. So yeah, my life is kind of horrible in a truly fantastic way. Yay.
An-y-waaay. Did you know there's a theme song to Snakes On A Plane? And it's just this side of completely fucking awesome? Yeah, I didn't. But now I do. So we did all that, and played Cranium, and we had to act out Titanic again, and my sister drew mitosis, and the Great Lakes which also looked like mitosis. And then I went to bed and thought a lot about how my bed is entirely too big for just me. So, that needs to be remedied ASAP.
Then today we had to go to Bucknell so my sister could tour it, and there was massive heat and an obnoxious tour guide who was too much of a hom even for me and my mom almost died and my sister fumed and my mom cried and I shot myself three times. Now I'm exhausted and suffering from heatstroke, and my mom just informed me that I have bald spots on the back of my head. But, I'm listening to the new Dashboard album, and it's fabulous, even though I read that it wasn't. I lovey mclovelove. So yeah, my life is kind of horrible in a truly fantastic way. Yay.