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Yeah. So I got all prettied up and now I don't know if I wanna go out anymore. It just seems like so much work. I wish someone was in town that wanted to go out with me. *glug* I almost freakishly went into Houston just to go out, but I think the boy would kill me when he found out, and then I'd be dead. Or cut off, both kinda suck. I'm just posting because I don't know what to do with my time this evening, and I've got my corset on... Yeah, I still have broken laces, I had a hard time getting into it with the laces tied in two places. It makes it quite difficult, let me tell you.
Yeah. So. I think I'm really going back to PA in late December or early January. Kinda crazy. Wayne keeps telling me that I have to do it so I can establish residency earlier, but omg, then I'll be in Lancaster all by myself again. Because Wayne is staying in College Station. It's weird, I hate being on my own, and I tend to find people to pay attention to me if I am on my own. Generally that involves men. And now Wayne is saying he can't move until my cat dies, because she is so old that the trip could kill her. So who knows when he'd be able to come up. Now I don't know what I want to do. Plus I couldn't register for classes because the stupid school needed my SAT scores, and they aren't on my OC transcript. So the community college wants my highschool transcript as well, 'cause it's got my SAT scores. And it took too long to receive it, so now I'm out of school another freaking semester!
*glug, ug, ug*
And this has been your stream-of-consciousness posting for the evening. Thank you.
Yeah. So. I think I'm really going back to PA in late December or early January. Kinda crazy. Wayne keeps telling me that I have to do it so I can establish residency earlier, but omg, then I'll be in Lancaster all by myself again. Because Wayne is staying in College Station. It's weird, I hate being on my own, and I tend to find people to pay attention to me if I am on my own. Generally that involves men. And now Wayne is saying he can't move until my cat dies, because she is so old that the trip could kill her. So who knows when he'd be able to come up. Now I don't know what I want to do. Plus I couldn't register for classes because the stupid school needed my SAT scores, and they aren't on my OC transcript. So the community college wants my highschool transcript as well, 'cause it's got my SAT scores. And it took too long to receive it, so now I'm out of school another freaking semester!
*glug, ug, ug*
And this has been your stream-of-consciousness posting for the evening. Thank you.