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i just burned the shit out of my throat on this caramel hot cocoa BUT I CAN'T STOP DRINKING IT. it's so good. i'm killing time at the moment before i can leave to go to a "bitch night" with some of my female friends. basically a sleepover in the style of middle school for a group of twenty-somethings. should be a lot of fun. i've started coming around to females as i've matured some, it's kinda nice to talk to people without worrying how i look or how i'm coming off or what their intentions are, and that's rare if most of my companions are male. anyway, i'm babbling.
i'm ready to move home. school is waiting for me there.. mama found out that since she's been working at baptist hospital for three years, 94% of my tuition at either fotech or wfu is paid for as long as i take 14 or more credit hours (college people, is that a lot, or average?) until i'm 26, so i have to start in the fall if i wanna get a degree under my belt by that time. august, HUSTLE.
dammit now a headache is starting and i don't wanna leave. this particular time-passing choice is a big fat fail.
i'm ready to move home. school is waiting for me there.. mama found out that since she's been working at baptist hospital for three years, 94% of my tuition at either fotech or wfu is paid for as long as i take 14 or more credit hours (college people, is that a lot, or average?) until i'm 26, so i have to start in the fall if i wanna get a degree under my belt by that time. august, HUSTLE.
dammit now a headache is starting and i don't wanna leave. this particular time-passing choice is a big fat fail.