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[16 Nov 2005|08:10pm] |
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there are no perfect worlds, there are no perfect times for anything.
i've just got to deal.
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[16 Jul 2005|03:21pm] |
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whoever decided to put inspirational messages on chocolate wrappers is a genius
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[04 May 2005|10:35pm] |
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 uhh, finals? |
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Alanis Morissette -- Wake up |
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I've decided to give this livejournal thing a try. Although I've had a journal before (xanga), it's gotten weirder and weirder to write. I am, afterall, directly speaking to my computer screen and only indirectly to my friends.
Today I got a package from my parents, or rather, from my dad. He's been talking about sending me a "good luck" gift for this semester's finals since, well, last semester's finals. I suspected cookies or candy (like last time, even though I had told him not to send me anything that would make me clothes tighter after finals! -- a good luck phone call, or card if he had to send me something through the USPS, would be fine!). But no, my dad sent me a WHOOPIE PIE. Which, I might add, I had never heard of prior to opening the big brown box with a label reading "wicked whoopies." It's chocolate cake with tons of cream in the middle. This is not diet food, my friends. I opened it up with kids from my hall tonight, and we've barely made a dent. Oh, Dad. You had to send me a whoopie pie.
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[03 Mar 2005|12:11am] |
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Norah Jones -- Sunrise |
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So here I am...in livejournal form.
I'm taking a break to write a quick first entry because I'm so tired from studying, writing papers, making plans to come home, plans for summer, etc. This is procrastination at its worst.
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