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This week has been full of introspection, ironically the weeks of our external assesments
I'm watched myself go from the "Thrash Unreal" to "Antonia"
Is the burden of IB being lifted really the factor here, or have I finally grown into the vastness of my life to understand my own idiosyncrasies?
Is this just straight track on my roller coaster, or is my life not longer "Against Me", but simply a "Motion City Sound Track"?
If she wants to dance and drink all night then there’s no one that can stop her.
She’s going until the house lights come up or her stomach spills onto the floor.
This night is going to end when we’re damn well ready for it to be over.
Worked all week long now the music is playing on our time.
We do what we do to get by, and then we need a release.
She's always eating Captain Crunch
She sings a lot of Ben Folds Five
She's scared to death of cobra snakes
Just like Indiana Jones
She loves the smell of Christmas trees
She sneezes when she sees bright lights