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My hair is a fried, frizzy, dirty mess.
I have hot chocolate spilt all down my stairs.
I don't remember the past two weekends.
My parents are perma-disappointed in me.
I've developed an affinity for cheap, warm beer.
I've gained 6 lbs.
I've lost a golden hoop earring, a ring, and a bathing suit top (??)
I have a headache 24/7.

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I'm leaving my house armed with a tarp, a sleeping bag, a parka, an LA Limousine booked in my name, and a 2 litre of champagne.
It's the last "school night" of my life.
This could either go really, really well, or really, really badly.

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So, another year begins.
To all my SMU'ers... just think of all the scandelous shit that's going to go down that we have no idea of yet.

One thing's for sure, though. I didn't wear a kilt for 12 years for nothing.
Let's make this the best year ever, please.

Yes, my comrades, even better than this.


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Sorry guys, I've been studying like, super super hard for exams. I have lost all traces of a soul that once lingered in my body. On my fifteen minute "breaks", I drag my corpse to the couch and sit, staring blankly at the clock and watching the minutes tick away until I can go and study reflexive verbs again.
I haven't been outside for days.

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