the lunatic is on the grass..
Well, the past few days of my life have kinda been a blur.
like, hardcore.
hoooowever, i got a ONE HUNDRED on my 2,000 word history paper so, um, go me with my crazy self.
my doggie Clementine is the sweetest most intelligent thing ever so..everyone should come play with her. and me.
i skipped my first class Wensday of the semester... i was so tempted to do it again today..please.... put me in handcuffs and take me away.
not in a kinky sense....
...this time....
yeah so, i have a very specific trend that i follow with males that i am attracted to... can anyone guess this? no... they are not all homosexuals so, please, reset your buzzer and try again.
i missed the finale to battlestar; galatica.
i cried more then i ever have without shedding a tear.
i realized that everyone has their own problems and that it's totally cliche for a reason.
i noted that work is just a way to keep the population hopeful that their life can get better.
i found out that organized religion is pretty much one big club.
i know now how to 'say' S.O.S. in morris-code.
sharks are way scary in the middle of the ocean when you are sitting on a raft even if you are stranded with a hot ex-con and an artist.
aliens can work in police and hospital postions and when giving the word for 'qurentine', homestead will be the first to get invaded.
flip-flops are entirely overrated.
boys is far away cities are less available then boys with girlfriends in fort myers/cape coral.
my textbook 'thinking mathematically' doesn't really make me think at all.
teachers that are cute should definitly be fired.
when you set your phone to 'vibrate' in class- it still makes noise.
i gotta dash. i have a class to cut.
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