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Damn you, Donny Osmond, and your tune-stealing ways. Nobody likes you. Not even God. Not...even...Marie.
I had a grand time surprising Matt in Maine on Sunday. Lots of driving, little sleep, but it was totally worth it. I love that kid to pieces. I couldn't have asked for a better valentine :)
Christopher, thank you so much for pointing out the error in my post. You are a great friend. Remember that time, at my winter ball, when you made a scene and insisted on having pictures taken with Miss Cait instead of me and that you wished that SHE was your date? Yeah, that was cool. Any girl should be so lucky.
I realized the other day that I hate flowers. I think my first memory of the smell was at my grandmother's funeral...that's like, all I could smell, you know? So now the smell of flowers remind me of death. But, at least they LOOK pretty, I guess.
I feel like this semester's going to ruin my gpa and that stinks a lot. Like, a big lot. It all started with stress, and the fact that the stress is affecting my grades is stressing me out even more. It's an endless cycle. AaahhHHhHHhhh!
I've lost the will to post, I guess. And the will to be funny. Eh.
I had a grand time surprising Matt in Maine on Sunday. Lots of driving, little sleep, but it was totally worth it. I love that kid to pieces. I couldn't have asked for a better valentine :)
Christopher, thank you so much for pointing out the error in my post. You are a great friend. Remember that time, at my winter ball, when you made a scene and insisted on having pictures taken with Miss Cait instead of me and that you wished that SHE was your date? Yeah, that was cool. Any girl should be so lucky.
I realized the other day that I hate flowers. I think my first memory of the smell was at my grandmother's funeral...that's like, all I could smell, you know? So now the smell of flowers remind me of death. But, at least they LOOK pretty, I guess.
I feel like this semester's going to ruin my gpa and that stinks a lot. Like, a big lot. It all started with stress, and the fact that the stress is affecting my grades is stressing me out even more. It's an endless cycle. AaahhHHhHHhhh!
I've lost the will to post, I guess. And the will to be funny. Eh.