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i have an apartment. it's cool. the only problem is i don't have internet. if you need me, you will have to call. and if you don't call, i will understand taht you suck. everyone can come visit me as long as they are relatively quiet and respect my property/space. my apartment is a happy place, not like the old apartment that was completely trashed and had numerous police visits. i live on monroe. guy can show you the way. call first so i can let you in/ give directions as needed. my apartment building is near the ghetto, but is not ghetto itself. i would very much like to not lose contact with the outside world due to my apartment and it's lack of internet. i will continue to post here sporadically and check it fairly regularly because of the lovely snc library.
my group is here for the presentation meeting now so i'll need to be leaving.
You Think You're Bad With Words??
And yes, that is Fallout Boy, I'll quote them as I damn well please.
Back at the dorm and I am starting to forget why I missed this place. It smells more like a locker room than before. The others are all back now and things are pretty cool, I missed Amy, Lauren and Mel, but I wish we weren't in this building sharing bathrooms all the time. Not much to say except Guy is awesome and you've been Punk'd!! BIATCH!!!
did you ever think that you would be this blessed?
ok so i'm going to use this as an outlet for a little angst... like that's a change.
i want an apartment. however, if i get one, my father will stop paying my car insurance and my cell phone bill.
and people need to leave me the fuck alone. especially when it comes to subjects that aren't their business. especially if their name is jonny and they feel the need to bitch about a relationship that isn't his.
i haven't seen hardly anyone in weeks, i spend all my time at home or with guy, and i work during the useful hours of the day. why in the fuck do i feel so bombarded?
well my friendly glass of kiddy coctail + jack daniels and i are going to head off to sleepy land now.
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well break is getting really old really fast. i need a little intellectual stimulation. and i need to work more. i need to buy books for this semester. and i need to figure out how to pay for another three years of liberal arts college. otherwise i'll be needing a transfer. but i'm pretty sure if i work at my job for more hours than i actually have to i'll be ok. they need lots of help right now anyways.
so i want an apartment. just one semester of dorm life has convicned me that i can't live there much longer. i'll find a place this summer i think. being at home isn't so great either. i kind of just want my own place. if i can afford it, i'll see what i can get this may or june.
well not much to say. i have to get dressed and go to work.
