Classes started today. And I already want to cry.

I've decided on never attending my Chemistry class on account that I don't understand a word that comes out of my professor's mouth. [No, not because the class is hard. But because she has a horrible accent.]

Passing out flyers sucked just as much as I remembered it to suck.

Nip/Tuck Season 1 is over. Joy and I are extremely sad.

I can't wait for the Sprint tower to be put up.

I LOVE YOU, DANNY.
[Hahaha. There's your damn shout-out.]

Richand and Ian are back! Aww, I miss the Floor 13 days at Dobie.

This post is lame to the max. Sorry. Eat shit.

I'll now leave with some pictures of what will happen to you when you get drunk and pass out first amongst a group of friends people.

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