October 2011
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Oct 31st
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Oct 28th
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Oct 28th
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The Terrible Twenties
I DON’T WANNA GO TO CLASS!!! I WANNA GET BACK IN MY BED AND SPOON WITH MY PILLOW!!! UUUUGGHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKCCCCCCCHHHHHH I just walked around my room groaning and making noises like a two year old instead of putting clothes on and force feeding myself. What. I know I’m going to class no matter what my hypothalamus is trying to convince the rest of my brain. And if I...
Oct 27th
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99% never going to happen, but I'm thinking about...
I’m actually considering marrying someone to help them get their green card. Some of the best advice I have ever gotten was from a friend’s boyfriend this past July. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but strange situations keep developing and his words come to mind: If you marry someone for their benefit, do it because you really love them, and would marry them anyway....
Oct 26th
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Educational Insanity
I’m really excited for my 3 hour, 9 a.m. Understanding the Environment class tomorrow, and I’m even more excited for the Business Environment Class I have later in the day. In fact, I plan to spend the 3 hours between those two classes kicking ass in the library. I don’t know if I can even wait 12 hours to read about oligopolies, desalinization and the UNMP. Obviously,...
Oct 24th
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Oct 21st
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Oct 12th
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Agree Or Disagree
foreverphenomenal: Everyone who uses tumblr uses it to be someone they are not Whether it be to unleash their sexual side some are too afraid to show To vent online about an incident they’d be to too afraid to tell their true friends To just finally be everythin u want to be in real life To make friends they’d be too shy to make  No matter what, these are the people that tumblr seems to...
Oct 12th
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Oct 8th
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“All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. ...”
– My mother was the first person I ever truly loved. As a child, I emulated her. Now I do without even trying. My voice, my laugh, the dimples I have when I smile. All hers. Without them, we’re nearly nothing alike. And I still love my mother as much as ever. Even if I can’t live with...
Oct 3rd
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Oct 2nd
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