Sunday, February 08, 2009

I don't want to do work. I do not want to read or study or write critical papers.

I want to run around outside and sing loudly and eat good food and writewritewrite (NOT about cells or Heathcliff or pilgrims) and talk about boys and twirl around in my skirt and sleep and watch Davidson vs. Georgetown and go to lake campus and have meaningfulmeaningless conversations with people who aren't here and blast rap music from my ipod.

Yep.

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