It’s my birthday.
It’s my birthday.

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The icing on the cake is I finally fell asleep and then had a nightmare
Monroe wants attention of all sortsÂ
avg i sincerely do not care if there's a virus if you cannot do anything about it except notify me about its existence
I moved.

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I hope you know
that it physically hurts to see pictures of you now.
My Roommates this semester:
Roommate A: Girl I actually share a room with. Pretty nice, normal for the most part. Not exactly the best at remembering. She forgot what our apartment number was and had to be told four times when church was. She promptly forgot that later in the evening while talking to her family.
Roommate B: Watches TV all the time. Like ALL the time. I wanted to watch Project Runway Thursday night with a friend and at 6:59 she turned off the TV and told me I could watch. It started at seven. Tonight I was watching Spirited Away because I was alone, and she walked through the door and immediately stopped and started staring at the screen.
Roommate C: I know absolutely nothing about this girl other than her name. But she seems like a very nice person. If I ever like, saw her.
Roommates D-E: Basically the same two people. Constantly talking about X Factor and "clowns" (no idea; some sort of fashion reference). And when I say constantly, I mean it. Every other sentence has X Factor or clown in it. Also, not very bright. When asked a question or given instructions, they sort of have these blank looks on their faces.
My apartment is nice.