I set out fully intending to pay attention to class today. That one hundred percent did not happen. I do not know what she is talking about, nor do I know how she is doing the things she is demonstrating up front. I hate this class. I hate class. I hate having class. Wait, I don't have class. Ha.
Not funny.
My email is putting up advertisements for Dr. Pepper. Why does it think I need those. I already know how great Dr. Pepper is.
I made Pomegranate iced tea this morning. It was gross, I think cause I added too much water to it. I didn't get time to fix it, cause I was whisked away to campus. Too bad. Maybe it'll still be there when I get home so I can make it yummy again.
My roommate was super mean to me in my dream last night. One thing she said to me was that when I tell her my problems it ruins her whole day. She would never say that in real life. What does my brain think
There's an album on facebook right now that makes my life 4 times better
I'm weird, here's proof
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you might want to make a new batch of pomegranate tea as the six ice cubes you put in it completed melted by the time i left the house, thereby watering it down even more. sorry.
and sorry if i was the meanie in your dream. i can't believe myself as depicted in others' dreams sometimes. (hey schwa: fix that sentence, please.)
oh, p.s. ditto.
it wasn't you
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