Monday, September 18, 2006

south on 71

I'm thinking I'm okay.

Maybe I'm wrong. But that's something I'll have to deal with in the long run.

Everything seems to be coming together with regards to my future, at least with my career. I know the path, if not exactly how I'm going to get down it.

Model UN rocks my socks. Not going to lie. That there is a fantastic group of people that I am going to LOVE getting to know better.

As far as my personal life...yeah, it'd be nice to find someone to cuddle with. The joys of hugs and snuggles cannot be overstated. But I'm not about to go on some wild goose chase.

*complete 180*

My roommate's boyfriend is a douchebag. End of story.

And I'm too pissed off to even continue.

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