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Well, damn. The realization of how much I have fucked up lately is a grimly and sadistic one. I am most likely going to transfer to AAE. BLEGH. Yet, it must be done. Remember, kids: STAY IN SCHOOL!
The entire day has been odd and long. These past few days have all merged into what seem like the longest months of my life and it's disturbingly peculiar. I find myself confused and in an emotional daze. BOO! Down with the sickness!
Eee! It feels so nice just curling my feet in the comfort of my smokey room. I have been out and about doing SO many things, that I haven't had much time to just chill at home. I'm finally getting me time, and it fucking owns.
I have spent practically $40 dollars in these past two days, and now I am TEH BROKE. I hope i'll get enough change to at least buy a smirnoff or two. tee hee. (mmmm...watermelon&rasberry) I need a job! I need to go obtain one of those very soon. Tomorrow is Friday, yet it feels as if should be a SUNDAY! ugh. oh, well.
RRRRrr...my throat is killing me, and my lungs are fucking infuriated with me. This cannot be good.
Toodles, (hah)
moi.
P.S. EFF VALENTINE'S DAY!!
That is all.
P.P.S. This song is too perfect for words. Well, as close to auricular perfection to me, at least.
The entire day has been odd and long. These past few days have all merged into what seem like the longest months of my life and it's disturbingly peculiar. I find myself confused and in an emotional daze. BOO! Down with the sickness!
Eee! It feels so nice just curling my feet in the comfort of my smokey room. I have been out and about doing SO many things, that I haven't had much time to just chill at home. I'm finally getting me time, and it fucking owns.
I have spent practically $40 dollars in these past two days, and now I am TEH BROKE. I hope i'll get enough change to at least buy a smirnoff or two. tee hee. (mmmm...watermelon&rasberry) I need a job! I need to go obtain one of those very soon. Tomorrow is Friday, yet it feels as if should be a SUNDAY! ugh. oh, well.
RRRRrr...my throat is killing me, and my lungs are fucking infuriated with me. This cannot be good.
Toodles, (hah)
moi.
P.S. EFF VALENTINE'S DAY!!
That is all.
P.P.S. This song is too perfect for words. Well, as close to auricular perfection to me, at least.