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La clase de "Creative Writing" es muy malo. Dig that Spanglish.
I've gotten to see Matt for limited periods this week when he stops by my house after work. These small visits still make me smile. And, I sleep better for it. Or, is that the drugs? Haha.
HEY NUNNY NUNNY, HEY NUNNY NUNNY. I have your stuff, Brettzel. Quit freaking out and sending me text messages when bf is trying to get his mack on...more importantly, when I am trying to awkwardly flirt (referance point: "HI MATT, THIS IS FLOOOOORRENCE".) ilu.
ASHLEY HARPER, I WANT TO SEE YOU GIRL. SAME TO YOU, FLORENCE NGUYEN
I left my cell phone in my bed. I feel a little lost.
I almost killed the van last night when I oversteered to the left. When I tried to correct myself, my dad told me to turn to the right. I continued to go left in a panic. Plus, I have inherited this unbelievable lack of direction from my mom.
I've gotten to see Matt for limited periods this week when he stops by my house after work. These small visits still make me smile. And, I sleep better for it. Or, is that the drugs? Haha.
HEY NUNNY NUNNY, HEY NUNNY NUNNY. I have your stuff, Brettzel. Quit freaking out and sending me text messages when bf is trying to get his mack on...more importantly, when I am trying to awkwardly flirt (referance point: "HI MATT, THIS IS FLOOOOORRENCE".) ilu.
ASHLEY HARPER, I WANT TO SEE YOU GIRL. SAME TO YOU, FLORENCE NGUYEN
I left my cell phone in my bed. I feel a little lost.
I almost killed the van last night when I oversteered to the left. When I tried to correct myself, my dad told me to turn to the right. I continued to go left in a panic. Plus, I have inherited this unbelievable lack of direction from my mom.