AH! You bastard. I BLAME THE BOMB. Wait. No bomb that night.
Eh. I'd been dancing for a while, plus I worked like 8 hours right before I came. I blame that and the girl taking our picture without giving fair warning.
My God, you found the horrible horrible picture. Well, that's me and my friends Becca and Ramana at a rave. Aren't we hot? No. Not at all. Well, actually, she managed to capture all of us at our worst. There's a couple people who go around at local Seattle raves and post digital pictures of them online. So, yay for that. Aaaanyway. I'm, well, alright, I guess. I hate America, this much I've learned from being away from it. It sure is a convenient place to live, but there's not very much heart around here. Just time, money, and claustrophobia. Oh oh, and if you see my newest entry, I'm going to apply for a study thing in the Balkans... Another one. SIT... have you heard of it? I hope to God I get in. I can't apply til next fall though, so oh well. But apparently the woman who does the program there is deeply involved in the humanitarian efforts over there, or something like that, and perhaps, perhaps I could get an internship... Wouldn't it be nice? Koliko volim ja tu zemlju...
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*Glee* You made the ride back from J-Bomb quite enjoyable ;] Splendid listening to your conversation! I'll add you as a friend post-haste ;D
Too bad I found this late! Ah, well...
00000000 AKA "Haste!"
PS:HAPPY (Be-lated) BIRTHDAE!
PPS: THANK YOU FOR THE BAKED GOODS! This makes you one of my most favorite people evar!
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HAPPY (Be-lated) BIRTHDAE!
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Eh. I'd been dancing for a while, plus I worked like 8 hours right before I came. I blame that and the girl taking our picture without giving fair warning.
Whateva.
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Sameen
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How are you??
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