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[12 May 2007|12:25pm] |
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The end of the semester's almost here - classes ended yesterday, and finals start Wednesday - but no, no deep and emo reflective post yet. Just a[n even more] boring ( to-do list )
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[06 Apr 2007|09:33am] |
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What a long, stressful week.
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[28 Feb 2007|01:19am] |
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Well.
It's definitely been a while since I was last called "beautiful."
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[06 Jan 2007|03:45am] |
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...I just turned 20. WHAT is going on.
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[19 Dec 2006|01:51am] |
I hate finals. (Don't we all?)
And for some reason, Marx amuses me. It must be late. He doesn't exactly strike me as an intentionally funny guy.
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[13 Dec 2006|08:22pm] |
Remaining Deadlines:
- English Paper 8 - Today - Math Assignment 8 - Friday
FINALS:
- Sociology - 19th @ 9 AM - Psychology - 20th @ 9 AM - Final Math Project - 21st @ 9 AM
I really have no idea what I'm doing.
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[03 Oct 2006|09:27pm] |
Dear Yankees,
Please die. Thanks.
No love, Elena.
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[10 Aug 2006|02:14pm] |
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I just dreamed that Joan Rivers hooked up with a Klingon.
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[08 Aug 2006|06:23pm] |
I hate Luna Lovegood.
Defriend me, bitches.
No, not really. But I'm just sort of astounded right now that someone on my flist was defriended for not liking Ginny Weasley.
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[25 Jul 2006|12:08pm] |
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The pangs from hell are gone.
The storms are gone (probably typed too soon there, but).
And now, I am going to go (lightly) tan in my bikini, thank you very much.
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[09 Jul 2006|03:42pm] |
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ITALIAN THANKS. |
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:D :D :D :D :D |
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YAY ITALY!
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[08 Jul 2006|12:37am] |
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oh, FUCK OFF. |
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"If you have a condom, we can catch up sometime." - some filthy 44-year-old pervert after buying stuff at my register
if drenching customers in hot popcorn oil wasn't against the fucking rules...
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[14 Jun 2006|02:34pm] |
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Guess who now has a job?
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[16 May 2006|10:29pm] |
Dear Idiots,
There is, in fact, a difference in the style of writing between Hemingway and Graves.
Thank you.
-Me
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[16 May 2006|06:47pm] |
I have my World War I literature exam tomorrow night. It's 40% of my grade.
I have to be familiar with 9367364784 things, including about 20 poems.
And yet, I'm sitting here watching Blackadder Goes Forth, so I can possibly write about the satire in one of my essays.
For once, I'm not worried about an exam, and it feels great.
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[09 May 2006|11:34pm] |
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I hate it when people leave their clothes in the washing machine a good hour after it's stopped spinning.
Luckily for me, I take them out and throw them on top anyway. Too bad. I'm not waiting.
And my room is now clean.
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[08 May 2006|12:10pm] |
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Only two more deadlines to hit, and I'm taking care of one of them tonight.
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