March 2012
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There’s a point when I’m lying in bed, playing Temple Run, and singing Justin Bieber songs to myself that I have to stop and reevaluate the choices I’ve made in my life.
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I can’t with One Tree Hill.
So many emotions.
Stephen Colletti and a crowbarÂ
Clay and Logan
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It’s snowing.
I have hot chocolate.
Now I’m going to start reading Delirium.
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February 2012
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Listening to French rap in class…
Yep.
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“You’re gonna go to England and probably run off and get married.”
My mother has no idea…
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I’m done trying to pretend like I know what’s going on in my literature class.
I don’t understand anything Daniel DeFoe is trying to say.
It bothers me because I’m an English major and I’m supposed to get this stuff, but I don’t.
And I don’t care.
