Of course Fball would be the culmination of an already bad week. Granted, I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who had a bad time. That said, its 2:10am and I'm lying in my bed in T-hill (yes, I came home) while my friends are doing god-knows-what in various places around the downtown core. I would have chosen to get so inebriated that I wouldn't have been able to remember the night...but I have so much work to do that it wouldn't have been a smart call.
Bright side of the night: Got my fortune told by a psychic. I hope she's actually psychic because she told me some good things. Like dream life.
I hope this week is better. Seriously high hopes.
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q: you're leaving on your tropical adventure soon aren't you? when are u departing and when are you coming back??
leaving sat morning at like 5am.
coming back the sunday before school starts.
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