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| there's this one concert i sort of wish i was at right now. but i'm not.
ga-ay.
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| I miss my piano. We shall be reunited in ten days.
K and A: I'm so happy that you guys talked me into going on the retreat. It's gonna be super fun, I can feel it. Ahhhh, I miss you guys so much now that I'm in college. yay christmas time. 
I eat way too many Lucky Charms for my own good. I'm going to get cavities.
I want to learn how to draw.
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| Were I laid on Greenland's coast,
And in my arms embraced my lass,
Warm amidst eternal frost,
Too soon the half-year's night would pass.
Were I sold on Indian soil,
Soon as the burning day was closed,
I could mock the sultry toil
When on my charmer's breast reposed.
And I would love you all the day,
Every night would kiss and play,
If with me you'd fondly stray
Over the hills, and far away.
Songs from The Beggar's Opera by John Gay, 1728
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| I met a really weird kid yesterday. Like, he was so weird. He was talking to a group of us in the basement of our dorm and all of a sudden he looked right at me and said, "If you could stop staring at me, that would be great." So I responded with "Hey, I'm really not staring at you." Because I really wasn't. I was looking at him because he was talking to us, but I wasn't staring or glaring or anything. Samantha and I kind of started to laugh. Weird Kid got mad and said, "Would you just stop! You've got these piercing blue eyes!" He said it with much scorn and contempt. I told him it was nice meeting him, and he turned around and walked away.
yeah college...
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| I went back to the old familiar halls of Centennial High School yesterday to return a book to Mrs. Cooper. Ahhhh, high school. I guess I don't really miss the overall high school experience, but I definitely do miss people a freaking lot. I saw Mrs. Roberson and gave her a hug and talked about AP scores and books, and I really wished I could sit down and have a real chat with her. Man, I miss her a lot. And it was great to see Mrs. Cooper. I told her that I tested into a French 333 class at UT and she said, "WOW!!! You know that's a junior level class?" In fact, I did not know this. Yikes. I'm pretty sure that just because I can read French pretty well doesn't mean I know everything that they're supposed to tell you in the first two years of college. But whatever. | | |
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