i'm not quite sure what the eff is wrong with me but by dinner time i feel ill.
so im lying in bed with a cup of spearmint tea and writing when i decide to take a break and go on facebook. i discover that my roommate from sophomore year, the one that kicked me out of the bathroom as i was puking my life out so she could shower (around 2-3am) is engaged. unfortunately, i don't know her well enough to tell her that her fiance has a serious case of gay face. bless her heart.
that is all.
ps. i hate capital letters
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