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At the current moment I'm having a dillema. Essay or no essay? This is how it played out.
Mckenzie: 2 to 3 pages on thursday.yeah that sounds good. have a good day guys.
Me: -quizzical look as i walk out the door-
Who knows. I settled on typing up what we discussed in class. That will be good enough, yeah?
Dorm life is beginning to get to this semi-spoiled only child from the tuke. My roommate is sweet but I've never seen so much pink in my life. I don't know where she keeps it. It just keeps pouring out. Along with her vast amounts of tortillas, spray butter, and shredded processed cheddar. It's amazing to me. A new problem that came up this week was the mysterious smell of our room. Most of you kids know I have a lovely nasal condition that usually hinders me from smelling. I come in one day and there she is, Miss Jessica in all her pink glory, spraying ounce after ounce of fabreeze freshner into the air. I found it hard not to gag on the thinkness of the mist, not to mention the cleaning product smell it leaves. So not only does our room reak of whatever mysterious smell she detects, but now it reaks of various cleaning poisons...er..products. And if she asks me one more time how to use facebook i'll trough one of the various trash particles that are collecting around her bed in her face.
She really is a sweet girl though.
I feel like _________.
This picture captures my emotions of the current moment very well.
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.
Ok well the roomie has deemed it time for bed by putting in The OC and turing off the lights. Goodnight Kids.
-End-
Mckenzie: 2 to 3 pages on thursday.yeah that sounds good. have a good day guys.
Me: -quizzical look as i walk out the door-
Who knows. I settled on typing up what we discussed in class. That will be good enough, yeah?
Dorm life is beginning to get to this semi-spoiled only child from the tuke. My roommate is sweet but I've never seen so much pink in my life. I don't know where she keeps it. It just keeps pouring out. Along with her vast amounts of tortillas, spray butter, and shredded processed cheddar. It's amazing to me. A new problem that came up this week was the mysterious smell of our room. Most of you kids know I have a lovely nasal condition that usually hinders me from smelling. I come in one day and there she is, Miss Jessica in all her pink glory, spraying ounce after ounce of fabreeze freshner into the air. I found it hard not to gag on the thinkness of the mist, not to mention the cleaning product smell it leaves. So not only does our room reak of whatever mysterious smell she detects, but now it reaks of various cleaning poisons...er..products. And if she asks me one more time how to use facebook i'll trough one of the various trash particles that are collecting around her bed in her face.
She really is a sweet girl though.
I feel like _________.
This picture captures my emotions of the current moment very well.
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love, the love that I love.
Ok well the roomie has deemed it time for bed by putting in The OC and turing off the lights. Goodnight Kids.
-End-