DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES MARATHON IN MY DORM ROOM.

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well... i had a very strange dream in which i went grocery shopping with my dad to get poppycock.. but then i saw this guy there and i ditched my dad to buy chicken. im not sure what it means.. but im not a big fan of poppycock...

today's lesson: spaghetti-os look an awful lot like vomit early in the morning.

its best that you dont ask how i learned this. but i can say that my big mouth got me in trouble for this again.

life would be som much more interesting if people spontaneously broke out into song and dance like i do.

atleast it wouldnt be nearly as awkward for them.

i remember when i was little... i was afraid i would get locked in a room, but i knew i wouldnt starve to death because my mom could make pancakes that fit under the door.

my dad is in texas now... hes called my mom 5 times already today... and he called me 2 times. poor guy is so lonely.

my room smells like crakerjacks... which makes me hungry.

so. i read this amazing book "prep" this week. it was not at all what i was expecting, but it was good. other than that, this week has been really slow. pretty much just class, eat, sleep, repeat ( Read more... )

i hate my goddamn spanish class.

music majors are dummies. we had a test yesterday and i thought i totally blew it because, lets face it... i dont really concentrate in class let alone go. soo anyway. we get the test back and i got an 81. i looked around.. the 4 music majors around me got less and 70s ( Read more... )

new user icon annnnd layout. oh yeah baby baby.