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ps-

( I love this girl with all of my heart and I miss her terribly and want to hang out and drive around and get hit on by creepy older guys and get a black cherry milkshake and pet puppies that pee and lay in it and go up on that parking garage and take pictures and be afraid of boys on bikes and play super mario kart and have some jello shots too )

hahaha anonymous people are fags.
minus christie
but she's still a fag.

worked tuesday
wednesday
tonight
and tomorrow.

no plans this weekend minus dinner saturday night and then saturday afternoon PHOTO, possibly buchanan with heather too? who knows, and then sunday is paul's birthday.

this semester's GPA? 3.2 BAM SUCKAS.

I just hate having a

At least I understand what Reagan wanted as far as government goes now, as opposed to when I wrote my first Rhetorical and had no idea what I was bullshitting about. I'm pretty confident I can write this paper no problem. The broadside ruffles in feathers in that I'm not sure what I'm doing at all. Oh well ( Read more... )

So the whole idea of pictures just isnt going to work out because heather sucks, but give it time. Bloomington was a mixute of yelling, whipped cream, jello shots and Woodchuck, college parties, Taco Bell and Wendies, avoiding creepy guys, random house sex hookups even with gay guys, and watching a guy get kicked in the face. As you can tell, ( Read more... )

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I deserve a guy who will treat me well.

Please, anybody.

Tomorrow is Bloomington, with full permission but no costume. Oh well.

See you Sunday, bitches.