for those of you with an attention span of a 4 year old:
-went home for the weekend.
-moved into a new place cause some creepy maintenance dude came in my apartment without my permission and freaked me the fuck out.
-happy now?

p.s. i sorta kinda lied but not intentionally. utilities are not included. my bad. apparently, i can't hear or read. oh wells.

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i'm absolutely loving the new place. the drive to school? not so much. i'm dealing with it though. what i really hate is having to wait longer for J to get home from work. i be missing him like whoa.
he's forbidden me from buying anything to fix up the other rooms without him being with me but he also refuses to go shopping with me. he's gonna be one disappointed little man when this weekend. why do men hate pier 1 so much?

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one blogger seems to have his little man-panties up in a bunch cause of comments i've made about other commenters "instead of leaving anything worthwhile of [my] own". now, when i left comments relevant to certain posts, those were obviously not "worthwhile" cause he didn't respond to them. since i said his regs were a bunch of ass-kissers and easily impressed, i'm asking for attention and hits. yep, that's it. i mean, i'm just BEGGING for attention by stating the obvious. did i not ask the few people who wanted me to give them the link to not link back to me? and when leaving comments on other blogs, i left the link to the old blog up until what? a week and a half ago? yeah, man, i'm like a crackhead feenin for those hits.

douche.

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i'll be glad when summer school's over. condensing four and a half months of material into a few weeks is not working too well for me. i've pretty much failed all the quizzes and i'm pretty sure i'm gonna bomb the test tomorrow. ugh.

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i'm thinking about going off the pill. i'm at the point now where if i miss a day, i don't even care. i think subconsciously i'm trying to get pregnant but consciously, i just hate dropping everything so i can take a stupid pill at 5 o'clock on the dot. i don't like the inconvenience of it. i also don't wanna go back to condoms either. it just messes up my groove. i hated having to stop just to put a rubber on the pink meat so i could get my morning ovary punches. y'all know i'm a little dick fiend. and i like sucking him off when we're done but when he's worn a condom, it ain't happening. i don't like that. it tastes nasty.

what to do? what to do?

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