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having a second journal is fun..
I haven't updated in either of my journals for a while, because of the dinosaur shit load of sundry paper writing, and miscellenaous classwork I am temporarily cursed with. This semester is much easier, because i am minus the distraction of bitchy temperamental roomates, and a boyfriend with more issues than i cared to infuse in with my life....even though my English Comp II professor is a bit condescending at times, I think its a fair trade..but i think being like 80 years old and still in your right mind merits you to be that way..she has a right to say.."FUCK yea i'm 80..and i'm taking 30 points off for your grammatical error, bitch!"
I have decided to transfer to Loyola in Chicago next year..should you be overwhelmingly excited for me?..well,yes but it's only optional...by optional i mean...either you can be excited for me..or suddenly see images of very unkept and obese fat men on swing sets, repeatedly screaming "wheeeeee"..and the occasional, "oh look a shiny quarter,i must bend over in my 20 sizes to small Wrangler jeans to pick it up"..because I have implanted sensory detectors in your brains. (grabs my remote control)..get excited muthafuckas.
I haven't updated in either of my journals for a while, because of the dinosaur shit load of sundry paper writing, and miscellenaous classwork I am temporarily cursed with. This semester is much easier, because i am minus the distraction of bitchy temperamental roomates, and a boyfriend with more issues than i cared to infuse in with my life....even though my English Comp II professor is a bit condescending at times, I think its a fair trade..but i think being like 80 years old and still in your right mind merits you to be that way..she has a right to say.."FUCK yea i'm 80..and i'm taking 30 points off for your grammatical error, bitch!"
I have decided to transfer to Loyola in Chicago next year..should you be overwhelmingly excited for me?..well,yes but it's only optional...by optional i mean...either you can be excited for me..or suddenly see images of very unkept and obese fat men on swing sets, repeatedly screaming "wheeeeee"..and the occasional, "oh look a shiny quarter,i must bend over in my 20 sizes to small Wrangler jeans to pick it up"..because I have implanted sensory detectors in your brains. (grabs my remote control)..get excited muthafuckas.