Seriously.
Can I graduate like this Sunday?
I told off 3 people today for being dumbasses. One of which was infront of my entire U.S. History II class...and apparently Wirth was telling his other classes how I bitched out a guy who has been talking non-stop since the first minute of school.
I love talking to Aeropostale. His college stories make me giggle. I can't wait for college.
He was telling me that his roommate came in at 3:00 in the morning and Aeropostale screamed "fuck you" at him.
But he doesn't remember doing it...his roommate just said that he did.
I can imagine him getting mad when his sleeping is disturbed. So I believe it. lol
He wants me to come visit him. I really want to. But I don't know if my dad will let me drive all the way to Menomonie by myself to see my boyfriend.
I've started filling out...application...yes...no "s"...very singular on that word.
I've got grudges against almost every school in the Wisconsin system.
Sad
Sad
Sad
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Oh, you've got senioritis already? You've got a long way to go, Lemons dear. Sorry.
I guess I can offer the chestnut that you should make sure you will find a college/university/program that meets your needs, and not necessarily just because it's where your boyfriend is. Just a word, but I know it's not necessary, because you've got a good head on your shoulders. Have fun counting down the days.
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