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I had a good weekend. 3 of the girls in my wing are from la crosse, so a group of 7 of us went there. We had a bonfire, camped, ate at some cool places (I had doughnuts and alligator fingers and homemade ice cream, not all at once), went shopping, saw the world's largest six pack, and went to a bluff and saw a nice view. I found my new favorite vintage store everrr, I bought a 70s paisly dress, some purple shoes, a skirt that looks amazing when I twirl, and a life magazine from 1962, cause I loved the ads and the pictures of jackie kennedy. My friend's mom bought a house and was fixing it up to resell it, and it was suuuuch a cool house, it was old with a beautiful wood staircase and amazing moldings and grates and a dinky attic and servants stairs and six bedrooms. I've decided I neeeed to live in an adorable old house one day. So we spent the night there, and watched pride and prejudice.
It was a really nice weekend, but being back here and talking to my dad about studying has me dreading exams and knowing that I'll have this sick feeling in my stomach until I get my grades back.
It was a really nice weekend, but being back here and talking to my dad about studying has me dreading exams and knowing that I'll have this sick feeling in my stomach until I get my grades back.