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So I had a wonderful weekend with my husband...
he came up for one night and then again on monday to tuesday. we explored rochester the city and it stunk. just a bunch of robo hobos, but on the other hand, the suburb around us is pretty much the most awesome place on earth. there are tons of plazas around us with every store imaginable. so last night me and joe partied it up at 24 hour walmart. but to our demise, it wasnt all that good. but alles klar. joe got a ticket for parking in the wrong lot, so i went to pay it and they let me off since it was my first offense. but life is pretty lame here. i dont have friends. i think i want to concentrate my time at the church because i feel more at home there. the priest sort of remembers me and there was this desert party at the church and the priest saw joe in his "your mama was pro-life" shirt he was asking joe about the shirt and his view, so i believe we are father brian cool favorites. but besides that stuff, my roommate critiques everything i do and i feel so alone. everyone in this hall has made friends except me and i feel so low, even the dorks are drinking and think im lame. NO WORRIES!!! i dont give in like that. ill be ok. i sort of feel like even kristine doesnt like me that much. she hangs out with these people we met, and i feel kinda guilty that i havent done anything to see them myself......im such an outkast. i wish flavor flav was here...but then id be a public enemy.
he came up for one night and then again on monday to tuesday. we explored rochester the city and it stunk. just a bunch of robo hobos, but on the other hand, the suburb around us is pretty much the most awesome place on earth. there are tons of plazas around us with every store imaginable. so last night me and joe partied it up at 24 hour walmart. but to our demise, it wasnt all that good. but alles klar. joe got a ticket for parking in the wrong lot, so i went to pay it and they let me off since it was my first offense. but life is pretty lame here. i dont have friends. i think i want to concentrate my time at the church because i feel more at home there. the priest sort of remembers me and there was this desert party at the church and the priest saw joe in his "your mama was pro-life" shirt he was asking joe about the shirt and his view, so i believe we are father brian cool favorites. but besides that stuff, my roommate critiques everything i do and i feel so alone. everyone in this hall has made friends except me and i feel so low, even the dorks are drinking and think im lame. NO WORRIES!!! i dont give in like that. ill be ok. i sort of feel like even kristine doesnt like me that much. she hangs out with these people we met, and i feel kinda guilty that i havent done anything to see them myself......im such an outkast. i wish flavor flav was here...but then id be a public enemy.