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typer shark is the most amazing game ever. I'm not even going to get into it because I can't do it justice in trying to explain how fun it is.
I can honestly say I'm one of the smartest people in my math class and that is really scary. mike and I just kept looking at each other everytime a dumb girl would ask a question and start laughing. I'm such a bitch. whatever, I have no patience for stupid people.
my birthday is going to be so fucking gay. it's the same weekend as parents' weekend. which in my family, just means we will all be drunk together that weekend, but I don't know how well everyone else's parents will like that. what a stupid age too, I'm going to stay at 18 I think. so guys, my 18th birthday part two is coming up soon...I want a lot of rooster gifts and hen statues. like honestly though.
there is some weird shit I want to write about but I can't because too many people read this so if you want to know a really good story, call me. it's really good I promise.
fuck, I need tacks and sticky hooks.
oh so I'm the dirty one on this floor already. today mike came into my room and goes EW WHAT SMELLS and i'm like uhh I dunno? I don't smell anything...the garbage maybe? I haven't taken it out in 2 wks...and hes like EW JORDANNA IT SMELLS LIKE YOUR FUCKING CAR IN HERE and then he goes to my roommate make her clean her shit, she is a mess.
yup, just like back at home. i'm not like a physically DIRTY person though. it's just that I throw my shit around everywhere and everything ends up in weird places and stuff. whatever, I'm not going to try to explain myself, you all have seen my room. my dorm room right now is a minature version of that at the moment. I swear I'm going to clean it and make it look so great when it's done being decorated. I just don't want to take out the trash cuz that's fucking gross. and none of the boys will do it for me. ok I have class now.
I can honestly say I'm one of the smartest people in my math class and that is really scary. mike and I just kept looking at each other everytime a dumb girl would ask a question and start laughing. I'm such a bitch. whatever, I have no patience for stupid people.
my birthday is going to be so fucking gay. it's the same weekend as parents' weekend. which in my family, just means we will all be drunk together that weekend, but I don't know how well everyone else's parents will like that. what a stupid age too, I'm going to stay at 18 I think. so guys, my 18th birthday part two is coming up soon...I want a lot of rooster gifts and hen statues. like honestly though.
there is some weird shit I want to write about but I can't because too many people read this so if you want to know a really good story, call me. it's really good I promise.
fuck, I need tacks and sticky hooks.
oh so I'm the dirty one on this floor already. today mike came into my room and goes EW WHAT SMELLS and i'm like uhh I dunno? I don't smell anything...the garbage maybe? I haven't taken it out in 2 wks...and hes like EW JORDANNA IT SMELLS LIKE YOUR FUCKING CAR IN HERE and then he goes to my roommate make her clean her shit, she is a mess.
yup, just like back at home. i'm not like a physically DIRTY person though. it's just that I throw my shit around everywhere and everything ends up in weird places and stuff. whatever, I'm not going to try to explain myself, you all have seen my room. my dorm room right now is a minature version of that at the moment. I swear I'm going to clean it and make it look so great when it's done being decorated. I just don't want to take out the trash cuz that's fucking gross. and none of the boys will do it for me. ok I have class now.