Chimes. And that's about it.
I wish I had crazy stories about crazy parties, but I just don't. I leave my dorm at 7:30 in the morning and usually get back around 9pm. Such is life.
I have, however, taken up kick boxing... again. There was this time when I did it during junior year, but Mrs. Harper taught it (insanely fit band instructor) and there only like 6 of us there on any given day. So I'm trying it again and recommending it to anyone and everyone who has even an ounce of curiosity. You feel kind of stupid when you start (especially when there's a mirror in the room), but once you get into it, you feel like a bad ass. A sore, out of shape, sweaty bad ass. Excellence.
... oh my god, I have nothing to say. I have absolutely nothing to say. And it's been months since I've had a "real" blogging. God, I feel so inadequate...
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Liiiiiiisaaaaaaaa! Have you gotten Bellami's Facebook message? The Uterine Trifecta misses you...
You're still pretty.
I think you're adequate. You fill me up all the time! Hmm... that sounds sexual... and it is!
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