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Traverse fucking city. too much fucking drama. im not gonna go into the details. lets just say our room was the refugee room. and a lot of people got bitched out by either me sam or moe.
well otherwise nothing really happened. except this:
moe: *gets off phone with angelo* i want to cuddle. *lays on my shoulder*
emily: there are hot emo/punk boys on our floor.
me: sorry moe, no matter how much i want to induldge in my les side, my straight side is calling me more. Sam want to go sit by the elevators with me?
well tiffany just called. i thought she had fallen off the face of the earth. <33
well otherwise nothing really happened. except this:
moe: *gets off phone with angelo* i want to cuddle. *lays on my shoulder*
emily: there are hot emo/punk boys on our floor.
me: sorry moe, no matter how much i want to induldge in my les side, my straight side is calling me more. Sam want to go sit by the elevators with me?
well tiffany just called. i thought she had fallen off the face of the earth. <33