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Saturday, July 8th, 2006
| Time | Event |
| 7:05p | I am number 9 now. Seriously what the fuck? Grandma's house is completely awful, and I ate grandma's cooking and am now sick. Uncle Billy on the other hand is back on the soybean diet, and has a new found passion for irish stepdance music. I didn't know it was possible for him to get crazier. Anyway we celebrated grandpas birthday and now i am watching gone with the wind. i've lost the will to live. Current Mood:  complacent |
| 7:51p | Oh holy jesus. I got an email from Hampshire asking me why I didn't send in my housing request. WHAT THE FUCK. I mean it. I wrote "please don't put me in a double all over that fucking thing" I think I actually wrote about it in my blurty as I remember.......Sweet Jesus. They say they want the papers tomorrow, which is impossible. I dont know what to do. They also want to know why I didn't fill out my advisor questionare. Which I never recieved. I am quite angry. I mean who the fuck do they think they are? Watchung Hills? Ugh I dont know what I am going to do. My work starts Monday, this is all very upsetting. If I end up in a double dorm. I will motherfucking kill someone. |
| 7:58p | Oh well I did sign up for my classes today. It's pretty fucking cool. |
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