| I need...Christmas. And good food! I'm finally out of here at 5:01 p.m. next Tuesday. ONE WEEK!!!! I need to buy some presents. Lots and lots for my loves! I'm so weak...physically...I should start working out. Maybe...soon. lol. Ahh...can't wait to be driving home, listening to Christmas music. Sarah. |
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| Sometimes when I'm walking out of the hall bathroom showers I ask myself..."Am I any cleaner than I was before I walked in?" I miss Potluck Fridays.
This Thanksgiving, I am thankful my math teacher is canceling class on Wednesday [along with a many other things...this of course is probably last on my list]. Oh, and I dislike my anthropology teacher...she doesn't hold open doors for people behind her [me]. Whadda jerk! Eh, S. |
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| If biology were my husband, I'd frame him for murder and divorce him...or just kill him. It's that bad. I just can't wait for this semester to be OVER. This semester needs to die, die, DIE....just roll over and die. I need Christmas. ::whimpers:: |
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| I drank some questionable milk today. Never again. |
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| I need a dose of daily inspiration.
The weeks seem to be getting longer and the weekends shorter.
Time, time please stay with me.
I'm afraid.
I feel like once I get there everything will be ok.
Thursday couldn't be any farther away...
Longing for the 20th,
Sarah. |
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