So, I am currently sitting in the Norfolk International Airport. I'm bored to tears and cannot properly access the internet. Mildly amusing, I think this other guy thinks I'm online...but alas, I am not. Now I kind of wish I had Dorien's Air Card. Then I'd be online. I hope the other officers replied to that message I sent out. I also kind of wish I had gone to sleep. I have a solid hour and a half right now, but at the same time, I don't really want to be asleep and not able to prefect my possessions. Strangers already know about my pimp laptop.
Hmm, something to talk about. My lack of sleep is due to Josh throwing a b-day party for a friend, which was fun. It's been a while since I've had boozahol. I never got that drunk, I was more pleasantly buzzed. We watched Rent, then Starship Troopers, and about 4 or so Beau put on Full Metal Jacket, and a few movie quotes I've heard got a reference home. Well, I've dropped one name, so let's try to name the awesome people I met last night.
Beau, Phillip, Luke, Cat, Ally, Stephanie. Luke's sister, Dylan. Those cats were pimp-awesome.
Very much so not pimp awesome were Brandon, Zack...well...kin of just them.
Other. Didn't chat with them long enough, so I forgot their names. And there was the boozahol so...Not quite there.
My god, there's some bitch whining about how she wasn't in the long non-self check in line...gat damn. I mean, yeah, I'm here two hours early, but that's hella better than getting here too late. What kind of really fucking sucks right now is I'm just sitting here. Don't want to start reading just yet, but I do have two magazines, so that'll be a nice little respite from the books. Plus, I've got a long day ahead of me. I pray nothing goes wrong. Or very little.
Hmm, back to last night. Cat said that apparently Phillip was digging on me. I took that as a surprise. It didn't really seem like that to me, but you know your friends, no matter how they may act. Or more specifically when they act out f the norm. Cat, Luke, his sister and I think one other person agreed. I think she said he thought I was cute. I dunno, maybe it was a drunken whisper. Either way I'm on the highly flattered side.
God, my nerves are shot. I need food and sleep and airport food is hella expensive. I think I can make it another oh...three hours until I eat. I'll figure my way out around the Detroit layover then I'll get something to eat. Man, I really don't like these sounds. People talking. Messing with my nerves. Curse thee my tasty love. Coffee has me wired. Not sleeping has me tired. Oh, today is going to be a long day.
*Note* when posting online, change time to 7:45am June 20th. Jasmine P.
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June 20, 2009
March 1, 2009
On January and February 2009
Well, it's been a nie long while since I've taken any decent documentation of my life, or have written my rants and responses to muhc of anything. I think I posted on about R. Rodriguez, and just yesterday there was a letter to Kevin Smith, but nothing that will really remind me of what these past few months have been like. I have a few small things written on LJ, but nothing really major or interesting. Well a few things have happened, but I'm not at liberty to post it here, but that will be taken care of being written somewhere, but not on the internet. It was awkward to begin with and it's in my best interest to not have it wherever on the internet. I mean, I can reveal any of my own secrets, but other people's business to a degree, but we'll get to that when we get to February.
January.
2009 started up in Reston, VA, like most of my years. I just hung out with Dorien and we watched Burn After Reading, which I had purchased not too long prior to ringing in the New Year. That was an interesting movie, over all I liked it, but I'm not entirely sure why. I know I didn't do much for the beginning of January. Early in January I rocked out to Sin City a whole bunch. Seriously. I friggin' love that movie so it was a great way to break off 2009. I reember spending most of my time on my own, but that's the case when I'm back home.
January was when I'd run out of Vicodin and was in pretty extreme amounts of pain. That pain is from Hippastrum something, a bacteria that gets into your pores. It like a warm damp environment, such as the groin and the arm pit. I have it in both locations, I guess I'll thre beause it's under both arms. I mostly talk about ht eones under my arms, but that's because it's that muhc less awkways, and I highly doubt people want ot know about my fucked up twat. I mean, it's like a fucking asteroid down there, craters and shit. It's fucking gross. Yeah, this is my journal for my shit. If you don't like it then you can suck it. I haven't spoken about it because the ones on my arms do enouhg to slow a conversation that I don't need to talk about my groin, even if those are the ones that are the most bothersome at the moment. But back to january, I decided to use my Twitter to remind me a bit about what has gone on. This section of the rant was inspired by my comments on the effects of Tylenol Pm and my being in pain. I've been in almost constant pain for the past 8 months, and thankfully that will be coming to an end soon, but that will be spoken about at length in February. I'll add this last point, healing sucks, I'm itchy as all fuck.
So, January. I lived on the couch and colored two pictures and a comic. One is about Icarus and Leopold and I titled it 'Pink Lemonade' because of the background and boarder colors. I was mostly messing around, but I do like the over all and I really like the composition. I wish Icky was more in character, but I like the picture none the less. The second was one of Alexis, Daisuke and Aryan. A similar composition for all three, but keeping the colors was clashing was so friggin' irritating. Eahc character has their own scheme, then their background couldn't be too similar to eachother's back grounds, but couln't clash with their personal color schemes, and I didn't want the colors to be too similar. This one the characters are muhc mor ein character, even is Alexis isn't wearing her normal traveling garb, it still work quite nicely. And her abs are dead sexy here. I also finally finished the Christmas gift comic I drew for Za, CR and Sean, I just never made them their prints, but they have each seen the comic, which is well enough.
That is how I spent most of early January. I also started my big Movie List of 2009 and the less dramatic Big Book List of 2009. As of this writing I've watched 31 movies, probably about 26 different flicks. That's been prettty sweet. It's just that it seems to me that all I do is watch movies, so I might as well know what I spent my year watching. It'll also be an interesting wat to keep track of my varying interests, and at the end of the year to see what has influenced changes in my movie viewing pleasure. In Jnuary I was highly taken by Sin City. That started a Robert Rodriguez kick so I finally bought El Mariachi, his first movie and loved it to pieces and had to buy more of his movies. I know own many of the movies he's directed. But back to January. When I wasn't watching movies, I was watching House. Seriously, all I did over break was watch USA and the Food Network with a little bit of other in between. And some B:TAS, one seasn left to watch, I was thinking about over Spring Break, I dunno.
I'm supposed to hang out with the Ficus before leaving Nrofolk to drive back here and not see him unti some undetermined time, which has ended up being next weekend. Woot woot. But he decided to eat at the Wendy's back home. I schooled him, told him it was built on sketch and disease, because that Wendy's was, is. The end of my Winter Break wasn't that climatic, but I did spend my last days relaxing, which is pretty awesome.
I make my way back to campus and spend more time that I'd like alone. I have been and I think that plus my English class has started this littlemountian of writing and inspiration to write. I just haven't given into it until now.
My first day of classes isn't terrible and neither is my second day. I decided to roll all my spare change which is sweet becase it adds up to $40, so I have some extra spending change and extra money is always awesome. I hit up the Phoenix movie theater, the one by the Naval Base and watch Valkyrie. That was an interesting movie, and I was sad when they failed to kill Hitler. The characters were so fucking earnest. that made them likable and adorable. They were so honest in their desire to dethrone Hitler in a coup that when they fail I forgot that historically Hitler committed suicide. That made me think and maybe write a little. Somewhere.
My first week was ineventful. The second week things kick off early with my laptop catching some bitch of a virus. That was hell, and I slowly learn that Logic and Philosophy was a stupid class choice. Hmm, actually, remember time better, my computer got the virus on thef irst Tuesday of the semester which I was rolling my money so going out also doubled as something to do until I got it back two days later. Thankfully, his hard drive was intact from that little circle of hell.
I spend January going to classes and at some point I loose the Club election of President. Over winter Break Jason realised that being a captain and president was a ahll of a position to be in and resigned form being President. Glenn was elected into his position and I was elected to be Vice President, and have spent most of my club time for the past few weeks shadowing whatever Glenn's needed to do for the Club and taking care of things that he has hasn't been able to make for some reason or another.
Nothing really special happens for the rest of January, I don't think. Twitter for the verification. Ahh, I remember this now. I started smoking a little the night I went to see Vaklyrie. Part of it was I missed how relaxful break was and the few cigs I had with the Ficus, so I bought a pack I still have like half of it because it's usually too goddam cold out there to stand around for ten minutes smoking. I like my hands thank you very much.
Around the end of January a few upper classmen started chatting with me up in Borjo because I was reading Brenner's book and they're logic majors or some bull shit. They are interesting to chat with. A few really sweet OSTs came into my possession at thi time. That was pretty awesome. Sin City, Darjeeling Limited, No Reservations. All three have their own bit of special and sex.
I lost Onyx on Inauguration Day, and haven't found him since and hope I find him by the end of the semester when I'm moving out.
BEfore January was over I saw Defiance with Glenn and Dan F. that was interesting, but Glenn was his usually distracting self, but the experience wouldn't be the same if he hasn't been like that. I accept it, but will still totaly hit him at the time for it.
There was a litt bit of internet drama that I successfully broke up. That was cool. I got back into the Pan RPG. That's where the drama was. Well, that and the club drama.
Ooh, my weekend with no caffeine was back in January. Bad weekend. that's when my parking permit disappeared and I almost got hit by a car.
February.
So I've written about the car incident a few times, but don't feel like going into it anymore, it was a bitch. The first weel of February was a little slow. I made my first maradaide from scratch this weekend, and watched Zack and Miri which started me on Kevin Smith. Nothing realy big happened. More movies and soundtracks.
I got my phone replaced. The last was was bieng a glitchy shit, and Miguel still had him instinct, so he mailed that to me. Freak'in awesome.
Hmm, Feb 13 I hang out with ian and Nicole and we spend the evnign getting drunk. Well, Nicle is more drunk than Ian or myself, and I'm way more drunk than Ian is, but I remember the big things. We played a few drinking games and watched futurama and Grandma's Boy. There was pletny of stupid conversation to go around. We decide to all go to bed at 5 and all pretty much stay up until about 7. I don't sleep except for in hour incriments so I give up and read until the other two wake up then I sober up and we all chat. I drive out to the wal-mart down Little Creek to buy some gatorade because on the 15th I drive out to UVa for a tournament.
The Tournament was Diana's first and she killed in her poor snad placed 13 out of 16 from the pools It was awesome. Mackenzie had a slow morning but owned her second poor and attacked on to victory in her first DE where she was last seed and beat the top seed. Casey had a bad morning all morning. That drive was a bitch but I made it. God, I'm ready to go to bed, so sometime after sleeping I'll wrap up February in a different journal and my not too interesting little tale will some it its pretty dull end.
Jasmine P.
January.
2009 started up in Reston, VA, like most of my years. I just hung out with Dorien and we watched Burn After Reading, which I had purchased not too long prior to ringing in the New Year. That was an interesting movie, over all I liked it, but I'm not entirely sure why. I know I didn't do much for the beginning of January. Early in January I rocked out to Sin City a whole bunch. Seriously. I friggin' love that movie so it was a great way to break off 2009. I reember spending most of my time on my own, but that's the case when I'm back home.
January was when I'd run out of Vicodin and was in pretty extreme amounts of pain. That pain is from Hippastrum something, a bacteria that gets into your pores. It like a warm damp environment, such as the groin and the arm pit. I have it in both locations, I guess I'll thre beause it's under both arms. I mostly talk about ht eones under my arms, but that's because it's that muhc less awkways, and I highly doubt people want ot know about my fucked up twat. I mean, it's like a fucking asteroid down there, craters and shit. It's fucking gross. Yeah, this is my journal for my shit. If you don't like it then you can suck it. I haven't spoken about it because the ones on my arms do enouhg to slow a conversation that I don't need to talk about my groin, even if those are the ones that are the most bothersome at the moment. But back to january, I decided to use my Twitter to remind me a bit about what has gone on. This section of the rant was inspired by my comments on the effects of Tylenol Pm and my being in pain. I've been in almost constant pain for the past 8 months, and thankfully that will be coming to an end soon, but that will be spoken about at length in February. I'll add this last point, healing sucks, I'm itchy as all fuck.
So, January. I lived on the couch and colored two pictures and a comic. One is about Icarus and Leopold and I titled it 'Pink Lemonade' because of the background and boarder colors. I was mostly messing around, but I do like the over all and I really like the composition. I wish Icky was more in character, but I like the picture none the less. The second was one of Alexis, Daisuke and Aryan. A similar composition for all three, but keeping the colors was clashing was so friggin' irritating. Eahc character has their own scheme, then their background couldn't be too similar to eachother's back grounds, but couln't clash with their personal color schemes, and I didn't want the colors to be too similar. This one the characters are muhc mor ein character, even is Alexis isn't wearing her normal traveling garb, it still work quite nicely. And her abs are dead sexy here. I also finally finished the Christmas gift comic I drew for Za, CR and Sean, I just never made them their prints, but they have each seen the comic, which is well enough.
That is how I spent most of early January. I also started my big Movie List of 2009 and the less dramatic Big Book List of 2009. As of this writing I've watched 31 movies, probably about 26 different flicks. That's been prettty sweet. It's just that it seems to me that all I do is watch movies, so I might as well know what I spent my year watching. It'll also be an interesting wat to keep track of my varying interests, and at the end of the year to see what has influenced changes in my movie viewing pleasure. In Jnuary I was highly taken by Sin City. That started a Robert Rodriguez kick so I finally bought El Mariachi, his first movie and loved it to pieces and had to buy more of his movies. I know own many of the movies he's directed. But back to January. When I wasn't watching movies, I was watching House. Seriously, all I did over break was watch USA and the Food Network with a little bit of other in between. And some B:TAS, one seasn left to watch, I was thinking about over Spring Break, I dunno.
I'm supposed to hang out with the Ficus before leaving Nrofolk to drive back here and not see him unti some undetermined time, which has ended up being next weekend. Woot woot. But he decided to eat at the Wendy's back home. I schooled him, told him it was built on sketch and disease, because that Wendy's was, is. The end of my Winter Break wasn't that climatic, but I did spend my last days relaxing, which is pretty awesome.
I make my way back to campus and spend more time that I'd like alone. I have been and I think that plus my English class has started this littlemountian of writing and inspiration to write. I just haven't given into it until now.
My first day of classes isn't terrible and neither is my second day. I decided to roll all my spare change which is sweet becase it adds up to $40, so I have some extra spending change and extra money is always awesome. I hit up the Phoenix movie theater, the one by the Naval Base and watch Valkyrie. That was an interesting movie, and I was sad when they failed to kill Hitler. The characters were so fucking earnest. that made them likable and adorable. They were so honest in their desire to dethrone Hitler in a coup that when they fail I forgot that historically Hitler committed suicide. That made me think and maybe write a little. Somewhere.
My first week was ineventful. The second week things kick off early with my laptop catching some bitch of a virus. That was hell, and I slowly learn that Logic and Philosophy was a stupid class choice. Hmm, actually, remember time better, my computer got the virus on thef irst Tuesday of the semester which I was rolling my money so going out also doubled as something to do until I got it back two days later. Thankfully, his hard drive was intact from that little circle of hell.
I spend January going to classes and at some point I loose the Club election of President. Over winter Break Jason realised that being a captain and president was a ahll of a position to be in and resigned form being President. Glenn was elected into his position and I was elected to be Vice President, and have spent most of my club time for the past few weeks shadowing whatever Glenn's needed to do for the Club and taking care of things that he has hasn't been able to make for some reason or another.
Nothing really special happens for the rest of January, I don't think. Twitter for the verification. Ahh, I remember this now. I started smoking a little the night I went to see Vaklyrie. Part of it was I missed how relaxful break was and the few cigs I had with the Ficus, so I bought a pack I still have like half of it because it's usually too goddam cold out there to stand around for ten minutes smoking. I like my hands thank you very much.
Around the end of January a few upper classmen started chatting with me up in Borjo because I was reading Brenner's book and they're logic majors or some bull shit. They are interesting to chat with. A few really sweet OSTs came into my possession at thi time. That was pretty awesome. Sin City, Darjeeling Limited, No Reservations. All three have their own bit of special and sex.
I lost Onyx on Inauguration Day, and haven't found him since and hope I find him by the end of the semester when I'm moving out.
BEfore January was over I saw Defiance with Glenn and Dan F. that was interesting, but Glenn was his usually distracting self, but the experience wouldn't be the same if he hasn't been like that. I accept it, but will still totaly hit him at the time for it.
There was a litt bit of internet drama that I successfully broke up. That was cool. I got back into the Pan RPG. That's where the drama was. Well, that and the club drama.
Ooh, my weekend with no caffeine was back in January. Bad weekend. that's when my parking permit disappeared and I almost got hit by a car.
February.
So I've written about the car incident a few times, but don't feel like going into it anymore, it was a bitch. The first weel of February was a little slow. I made my first maradaide from scratch this weekend, and watched Zack and Miri which started me on Kevin Smith. Nothing realy big happened. More movies and soundtracks.
I got my phone replaced. The last was was bieng a glitchy shit, and Miguel still had him instinct, so he mailed that to me. Freak'in awesome.
Hmm, Feb 13 I hang out with ian and Nicole and we spend the evnign getting drunk. Well, Nicle is more drunk than Ian or myself, and I'm way more drunk than Ian is, but I remember the big things. We played a few drinking games and watched futurama and Grandma's Boy. There was pletny of stupid conversation to go around. We decide to all go to bed at 5 and all pretty much stay up until about 7. I don't sleep except for in hour incriments so I give up and read until the other two wake up then I sober up and we all chat. I drive out to the wal-mart down Little Creek to buy some gatorade because on the 15th I drive out to UVa for a tournament.
The Tournament was Diana's first and she killed in her poor snad placed 13 out of 16 from the pools It was awesome. Mackenzie had a slow morning but owned her second poor and attacked on to victory in her first DE where she was last seed and beat the top seed. Casey had a bad morning all morning. That drive was a bitch but I made it. God, I'm ready to go to bed, so sometime after sleeping I'll wrap up February in a different journal and my not too interesting little tale will some it its pretty dull end.
Jasmine P.
November 1, 2007
All Hallow's Eve
So, last night was fun as all fucking hell! I spent just about all afternoon hanging out with Lizabeth before the party then we hopped a ride from Allison over to Glenn's for the party. Before leaving Whitehurst though, we grabbed a whole mess of extra candy from the cafeteria. Awesome, yes! It's for CR so whenever I see him today or something he gets a big Styrofoam box of chocolate.
To the beginning of the evening. After dinner Lizabeth and I took the time to get our costumes together. I still have stitch marks all over my arms, but i also haven't taken a shower yet...That might help, but Prismacolor markers take forever to wash off. I was Hawk from www.applegeeks.com if he were a zombie =D Lizabeth was a dirty hobo with injuries from various fights and stuff. It was fun putting these together. Glenn's costume was by far the most intricate, he was dressed as Iron Man. Hell, his costume was 60% sheet metal and he had a tap light on his chest. Nick was a catholic priest; Jason a gypsy, Allison a fairy, CR the Great Pumpkin, AJ was the Flash, Sean N was a fetal baby monster, Vadym...I never knew what he was...Dan F was a pirate, Zorro was Zorro, Travis was V, Alan was also Zorro, I think, Dan D was Superman and his girlfriend, Amanda, was Superwoman.
So, we get to Glenn's at 8 and Stephanie makes me a drink with vodka, orange juice, parrot bay and ginger ale. I drink three of these concoctions and i'm tipsy by 9.30. I know I never got drunk, I was just tipsy. Nobody believed me though, and after a while i just became passive and listened to their orders...somewhat.
Between the first two drinks I played a few games of Wii tennis before chatting with people while partially watching Return of the Killer Tomatoes. I drank a third drink sometime then, then I drank a bunch of water and ate Oreos and chocolates. I was rocking by now, it was fun floating around Glenn's place. Hmm, I harassed Travis for hugs and then chilled on the balcony with AJ just chatting and getting some fresh air until I was cold. I continued sitting and drinking cup after cup of water for a while whilst chatting and watching the movie.
Not too long after this, we went outside to break Glenn's Dora pinata. AJ slit her throat with a sabre and I think Jason finally took her apart when a flunge and the sabre. Candy was consumed and I floated up the stairs. I think I'd had a fourth drink by now and was reeling once more. It was fun, and I still know I wasn't quite drunk. I'd taken 1500mg of Tylenol right before the party, so I think the alcohol and the pain killers affected me as such, but :shrug: Inside the apartment I drank more water and spoke about whatever I was talking about. I do remember I said 'fuck' a lot, but I always say fuck a lot. Seriously.
Hmm, CR appeared sometime and then we all walked down to Red Dog and I drank coffee and ate some pizza that Nick paid for. 4.25 for coffee and some pizza isn't that bad though. They said I was being loud, I don't think/know if i was, but the funny things is I'm not normally that loud. Anywho, CR, J, Allison, Lizabeth and I walked back to Glenn's place and I was ordered to stay on the couch and rest. I never fell asleep, and I was always aware enough of my surroundings. I was a little sleepy though, but now is when I became passive. I laid on the couch for a while, but Vadym and Dan F stole my seat when I got up to pee. I then laid down in front of the TV for a while before taking the couch once more.
We hung out there just relaxing for a while but Lizabeth was dead on her feet and I was sober enough that I wasn't reeling anymore. I asked Zorro to drive us back because CR was busy playing video games and Glenn was over there too and I was in no mood to raise me voice to get him to drive us back. He dropped the two of us off and I returned to my room pleasantly buzzed again. From what, I've no clue since the last things I'd had to drink were water and coffee. I slept fine, but was slightly worried when I woke up after 5, I'd thought that maybe I was going to vomit, but I'm happy I didn't. I slept until 10 then finally woke up for the day, and decided to skip my 11 o'clock math class. I'm mad hungry now though.
Adios for now
:salute bow:
Jasmine P.
To the beginning of the evening. After dinner Lizabeth and I took the time to get our costumes together. I still have stitch marks all over my arms, but i also haven't taken a shower yet...That might help, but Prismacolor markers take forever to wash off. I was Hawk from www.applegeeks.com if he were a zombie =D Lizabeth was a dirty hobo with injuries from various fights and stuff. It was fun putting these together. Glenn's costume was by far the most intricate, he was dressed as Iron Man. Hell, his costume was 60% sheet metal and he had a tap light on his chest. Nick was a catholic priest; Jason a gypsy, Allison a fairy, CR the Great Pumpkin, AJ was the Flash, Sean N was a fetal baby monster, Vadym...I never knew what he was...Dan F was a pirate, Zorro was Zorro, Travis was V, Alan was also Zorro, I think, Dan D was Superman and his girlfriend, Amanda, was Superwoman.
So, we get to Glenn's at 8 and Stephanie makes me a drink with vodka, orange juice, parrot bay and ginger ale. I drink three of these concoctions and i'm tipsy by 9.30. I know I never got drunk, I was just tipsy. Nobody believed me though, and after a while i just became passive and listened to their orders...somewhat.
Between the first two drinks I played a few games of Wii tennis before chatting with people while partially watching Return of the Killer Tomatoes. I drank a third drink sometime then, then I drank a bunch of water and ate Oreos and chocolates. I was rocking by now, it was fun floating around Glenn's place. Hmm, I harassed Travis for hugs and then chilled on the balcony with AJ just chatting and getting some fresh air until I was cold. I continued sitting and drinking cup after cup of water for a while whilst chatting and watching the movie.
Not too long after this, we went outside to break Glenn's Dora pinata. AJ slit her throat with a sabre and I think Jason finally took her apart when a flunge and the sabre. Candy was consumed and I floated up the stairs. I think I'd had a fourth drink by now and was reeling once more. It was fun, and I still know I wasn't quite drunk. I'd taken 1500mg of Tylenol right before the party, so I think the alcohol and the pain killers affected me as such, but :shrug: Inside the apartment I drank more water and spoke about whatever I was talking about. I do remember I said 'fuck' a lot, but I always say fuck a lot. Seriously.
Hmm, CR appeared sometime and then we all walked down to Red Dog and I drank coffee and ate some pizza that Nick paid for. 4.25 for coffee and some pizza isn't that bad though. They said I was being loud, I don't think/know if i was, but the funny things is I'm not normally that loud. Anywho, CR, J, Allison, Lizabeth and I walked back to Glenn's place and I was ordered to stay on the couch and rest. I never fell asleep, and I was always aware enough of my surroundings. I was a little sleepy though, but now is when I became passive. I laid on the couch for a while, but Vadym and Dan F stole my seat when I got up to pee. I then laid down in front of the TV for a while before taking the couch once more.
We hung out there just relaxing for a while but Lizabeth was dead on her feet and I was sober enough that I wasn't reeling anymore. I asked Zorro to drive us back because CR was busy playing video games and Glenn was over there too and I was in no mood to raise me voice to get him to drive us back. He dropped the two of us off and I returned to my room pleasantly buzzed again. From what, I've no clue since the last things I'd had to drink were water and coffee. I slept fine, but was slightly worried when I woke up after 5, I'd thought that maybe I was going to vomit, but I'm happy I didn't. I slept until 10 then finally woke up for the day, and decided to skip my 11 o'clock math class. I'm mad hungry now though.
Adios for now
:salute bow:
Jasmine P.
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