Friday, September 11, 2009

Meh, life.

Participation: 100

Why? Because I sincerely tried to write something. Even though it pooped, the SOC really helped to put me at ease. Also, for getting through a pretty good chunk of Antigone. Shawing.


My dad is getting married tomorrow...oh boy. My pop-pop wins for biggest closet creeper; he looks so cute at first, but then once he started to check Denise's friend's boobs, I was over that shit. Gross.


OH! Dates: October 16th, October 30th, November 20th.


I smell like Mexican food.

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