| | My last entry is depressing, so I found it fitting to replace it something more current.
Finals week = 8 hours of sleep in 3 days. Not good but very funny to those who actually tried to ask me serious questions in those three days. I didn't really say goodbye to anyone before I left. I'm a sophomore now though. hoooray(!)
I just read "Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime" in maybe 4 hours. I love that book.
A friend asks, one interesting night under the influence, if I am frog. "Shut up! I'm not a frog...I mean...*bends legs* well maybe..."
Dorm Raid - Everyone runs out of the dorm screaming at midnight and runs away from security vans and hides behind trees and gets stoned and duct tapes gates and pours maple syrup in classrooms and jumps in the creek and hides from teachers with flashlights. I am last one to return at 4AM.
Uptight, boring, uneventful, long-distance relationship ends in February. Went out for ice cream that day.
I'm blonde.
Learned to play Slide and taught a friend miss mary mack.
But the best thing about it being summer is this : I don't have anything planned for tomorrow, the next day, the day after, or any day until July 22nd. I'm insanely excited for camp, because it usually ends up being the highlight of my summer. and I write poetry (which I haven't done in over a month)
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| | Posted 6/28/2007 7:26 PM - 26 Views - 4 eProps - 3 comments
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