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I'm home.
And hey, I found my class ring! It was underneath college mail!
Of course, that's a sort of blanket location that can be applied to all of my room and a good deal of my house, but dang, I'm excited! I thought I pushed it off the edge of the desk by accident and into the trash again!
And yeah, I actually did that by accident. I love my class ring. It's dainty.
Also, why is it that as soon as I get away from my parents, my hometown and my school, I feel so much more attractive? I swear, it felt like a third of the mens in Austin were givin' me the eye. That may be because a third of them are homeless and/or minorities, the former of which are desperate and appreciate an old-fashioned face and figure and the latter of which don't mind the junk in my trunk. Or maybe it's the disproportionate amount of celibate, geeky college boys, who are intimidated by the hot college girls and automatically readjust their Girldar so that I'm at the top of the list.
Or maybe I'm just nucking futs.
And hey, I found my class ring! It was underneath college mail!
Of course, that's a sort of blanket location that can be applied to all of my room and a good deal of my house, but dang, I'm excited! I thought I pushed it off the edge of the desk by accident and into the trash again!
And yeah, I actually did that by accident. I love my class ring. It's dainty.
Also, why is it that as soon as I get away from my parents, my hometown and my school, I feel so much more attractive? I swear, it felt like a third of the mens in Austin were givin' me the eye. That may be because a third of them are homeless and/or minorities, the former of which are desperate and appreciate an old-fashioned face and figure and the latter of which don't mind the junk in my trunk. Or maybe it's the disproportionate amount of celibate, geeky college boys, who are intimidated by the hot college girls and automatically readjust their Girldar so that I'm at the top of the list.
Or maybe I'm just nucking futs.