thank god it's my last day here. i walk in the door and immedietly my mom starts yelling at me about the apartment placing asking if they've called me yet, etc, which of coures, i wouldnt know, i just got home!!! sheesh. so tonight i have to pack up my room. i was going to do most of that tomorrow, but it turns out that i have a math test tomorrow, so i have to go to school, which means that it'll be easier if i pack up now. ugh. i hate moving. i dont even have any boxes.
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jbone:
Moving is like having cosmetic surgery. To willfully go through it you've gotta really want what's on the other side...
zyryx:
and there is nothing like waiting till the last minte 