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Thursday, July 19th, 2007

Time:7:29 pm.
Mood: pissed off.
Dear Unaccommodating Public,

As much as I love your fanaticism or hatred of the upcoming finale of the Harry Potter series, I can't help but become increasingly irritated by your incessant desires to spoil the long-awaited ending for me. I know that PDFs and other articles are out there with the ending of the book, and some of you have boners for posting such nonsense online.

This is all I have to say to you. Go to hell. Get a girl/boyfriend. Get a life. Go commit a crime and spend the rest of your worthless life in prison. Or stop by my place and allow me to reaffirm the fact that you are all idiotic, dick-sucking gits who really need some enlightenment in your lives. Either way, if you really find any joy in doing this, you clearly are very lonely people. And I feel sorry for you.

Good luck in the future. If you have a good one to look forward to.

Fuck you kindly,
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Friday, February 16th, 2007

Subject:Stolen from...well you know.
Time:12:50 pm.
Mood: angry.
1. Tell you why I friended you
2. Associate you with a song/movie
3. Tell a random fact about you (but they may not be true)
4. Tell a first memory about you
5. Associate you with a character/pairing.
6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you
7. Show you my favourite userpic of yours
8. In return, you MUST spread this disease in your LJ.
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Friday, February 2nd, 2007

Subject:Aqua Teen Hunger Terrorists
Time:10:57 am.
Mood: giggly.
I've been given much information on the whole Aqua Tenn Hunger Promotional Thingers. Therefore I feel as if I should comment.

Terrorists: 267,956

U.S.A: Zip.

Go fuck yourselves, people. Seriously.
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Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007

Time:1:00 pm.
Dear 2007,

I feel wholly inadequate in not coming up with something more original to use as a communication device, however, my still-present desire to make writing my life puts me between a rock and a hard place. Not that it's entirely a bad thing, since I haven't written a letter in ages, but I'm sure you understand.

First off, I would like to say that I'm not putting any pressure on you. There are just some things that nothing else but fate can allow, and that my desire to have anything less than spectacular happen to me this year seems more than a little ostentatious. But the amount of pain, suffering, loneliness, and ill-fated behaviors that I have endured during the last three hundred sixty-five years of my very short life made me realize that such things need not, and should not, reemerge themselves via a series of very unfortunate events.

Therefore, I shall make this brief. And simple. All the bullshit I dealt with this past year should not have happened for no reason. And the fact that I now have a caring family that loves me like their own proves that. I ask for one thing. That this year only centers on the good things that I received last year. That this will definitely be the year that I start over again, potentially in a new city, and a new life. That everything I went through only makes what the next fifty-two weeks seem like a ride on Easy Street.

That's all I need to say.

Brittany Angelica "Briggs" Gonzalez

P.S: Let's let 2007 be a good year for everyone. S'allright? S'allright.
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Friday, July 7th, 2006

Subject:Game Boy Interaction
Time:1:51 pm.
Mood: meh.
"What do I have to do here?


"How do I get the the fruit?"

"Go to the hole! Figure out what to do!"

*goes to the hole, finds out he has to beat Wiggler to get the fruit.*


--The extent of my brother and I's conversations.
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Tuesday, June 13th, 2006

Subject:Ramdom Peeves
Time:10:47 am.
Mood: chipper.
Why do all the models on the site where I want those shirts all have big boobs? They undermine the power of my exquisite rare miniatures.


Anyway, sexier wardrobe is afoot. Tomboys beware. I'm showin' some skin.

Goal for this week: Underwear. Bwahahaha.

And Maury, you damned dirty Jew, the best thing to do to make a girl feel better about being teased by her classmates about her "poor" clothes is not supplying her with a Tommy Hilfiger wardrobe to pretend that she's able to afford that. The best thing to do is to provide her with a Super Soaker to spray those kids with her own urine since they want to be pissants about fashion at such a young age. If they want to act like adults, they can get pissed on like adults.


Oh yeah, the Disneyland idea was good though. Nice touch.
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Monday, June 12th, 2006

Subject:Tired of Inc's...
Time:10:59 am.
Mood: awake.
I'm like a mutant whose powers manifested from a series of hormonal imbalances and caused me to have less than proficient control over my feelings and emotions. Venting on the last entry helped a bit, but I still believe that I'm not going to want to do anything happy-oriented unless I get some kind of medicine in my system.

That gives me an idea for a story...

Anyway, besides being broke and all that, I may be surviving college for one more semester, albeit for the sacrifice of academic independence. That's right, it's back to probation for me. However, hopefully, HOPEFULLY, things will calm down and be better in the end.

Yeah. And pigs will fly...into the giant carnivorous mouth of doom.

I can't wait to start my job. The people are nice, it's good pay, and I can temporarily pretend that I'm politically savvy. All right.

Not to end on a downer, but is it me, or is suicide on the rise?
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Wednesday, April 12th, 2006

Time:10:12 pm.
Mood: happy.
I was depressed.

He gave me a back rub.

I was tired, now I'm sitting in his lap watching Law and Order: SVU while updating this.

Life is sweet. *grin*
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Friday, April 7th, 2006

Time:5:40 pm.
Mood: dead.
Your silence is golden.
You pierce my heart with karats.
You ignore my cries for help.

You lied.

I say nothing else but that it's done.
I tried, I did, to accept who you are.
But it turns out that you don't accept me.

You moved on, it's okay, so did I.
But while you've gone to bigger and better things
I succumbed to my worst nightmare.

It's okay. I don't expect your conscience to waver.
You feel good saying that I'm your friend.
It eases your mind to say you'd be there.

You lied.

I can smell bitterness whenever I'm there.
I know you don't want me there.
You think this is a joke do you?
You think that there's nothing wrong, that I'm just having a spell?

Silly rabbit.

Tricks are for kids.
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Monday, April 3rd, 2006

Subject:Back from NYC...
Time:12:58 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
So...I came back from New York, ready for class the next day. Well, not exactly, but yeah.

Thursday: Attackage of the John. Pretty much thinking I'm gonna bleed. Tired from hustle and bustle of daytime. Crashed at 11:30. John stays up to watch Law and Order: SVU to only want to put an ax through the television afterwards because of the unresolved episode. Such is life.

Friday: Wake up thinking it's Saturday. Relieved that it's not. Go to the bathroom thinking I'm bleeding. Surprised that I'm not. John and I go eat, then go to his PolyBots lab so he can work on rather interesting robots (for more info, look at his journal.). I get obsessed with his game: Mario and Luigi Superstar Saga. Obsessed to the point of me staring at the screen so much that I get nauseous. After PolyBotage, gathering with Marissa and Mike to Friday's where we celebrate her birthday with chipotle ranch and quesadillas. I dump salsa in her lemonade water. Way for me to make everything as latin as possible. We retire, and I go back with the boy toy to sleep...and to sleep.

Saturday: Up again. No bleedage again. Coffee, mmmm, and then back to Polybots. More obsession with Superstar Saga. Then off to Randall Island so he and his group can do a project. Decide to write a screenplay for a horror movie for said island. I die first. The quiet Asian kid is the killer. Mmm, stereotypes. Learn interesting stuff. Then off to Papaya Dog. Ate chili and cheese dogs. Orgasms promptly had. Back home and collapastion occurs.

Sunday: Last day. *cry* Still not bleeding. God answered my prayers. :-) Foodage, more Superstar Saga, cause I rule like that, while John hooks my boos up with software. He wore his glasses. *evil grin* Coffee, then X-men Legends. That game needs to die and burn in hell for not having enough health packs. And Cyclops needs to die and burn in hell for being suicidal. I mean, he's married to Jean fucking Grey. Stop dying already. Smash Brothers pwnage had. Then off to Ant's for Office Space and baked ziti. Sooooo good. Then to the train station where I said my final goodbye, even though I'm gonna see the kid next week. I love that guy; never wanna leave him.

So it was a great weekend, to say the least. I'll report on classes at the end of the week...on that, so far so good.


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Tuesday, March 28th, 2006

Subject:Broke 'n' Bleedin'
Time:12:06 pm.
Mood: relaxed.
So...I deleted a previous entry that included me venting about all of the stress in my life, basically because after reading it, I was totally disgusted with myself. Going ballistic over the slightest setback only makes me seem like a lazy, whiny old bitch. So I'll refrain from doing that.

Things have been okay. I still have some unfinished business with the school to work out. And in hindsight, my issues with Drexel probably won't go away until the end of time. I'll be eighty-five years old wondering how the hell I passed Physics or why my student loans haven't been fully dispersed.

I went out with my sister and her friends on Saturday and if it wasn't for the fact that I got four hours of sleep the day before, I would have stayed longer. First we went to see Linda at My Thai, a very delicious restaruant on South Street (Next outing we go to, I totally think we should eat there.) I got an appetizer, a soup, and an entree for under 17 bucks, which isn't bad at all. Afterwards we went to Jersey for liquor and returned to the rainy Stiles Hall where Regina's friend lived. It was a good time while we watched Aladdin and I had a light Kahlua and milk for the first time in a long time. So fucking good. Afterwards I was dying and while Regina went back to finish "Saw II," I went home and collapsed.

I'm working at the Dragon Card Office and the Bookstore today and tomorrow and then Thursday night I'm going to the tworents for dinner and then back up to New York to see John and just to fucking get away from here. Every single thing, well, not every single thing, has told me not to go: I'll be broke, I'll never want to leave, and the one thing that there is to do when you're broke and don't want to leave may not happen because I'm a woman and apparently women were predestined to bleed for five days a month for the sake of fertility and eventual procreation. And this crimson spectacle of an inconvience happens only and especially when you want to get laid.


But I do want to go. I went up there once broke 'n' bleedin' and it turned out to be a good time. It isn't all about sex, even though I've finally proved that I am a raging nymphomaniac. I just want to see John and, erm, thank him for helping me out this week. Plus he's doing an improv thing with the PAC, and since I have a girl boner for improv, I totally can't miss that. I might even be able to participate. Squee!

I had a most awesome dream last night. I was comfortable and with John and it felt really good. No sex, just lovin'. And a couple of things that happened in that dream may be premonitions, so we'll see what happens there. It'd be kinda cool to be a psychic. Maybe.

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Friday, March 3rd, 2006

Subject:I Got Verbally Assraped by Dr. House and All I Got Was This T-shirt
Time:7:00 pm.
Mood: happy.
Hi, people.

So...I'm prepared to take the consenquences for this term. I know I'm gonna do terrible. Let's hope I do good next time. Like I really have a choice.

This is the first Friday where I'm not so worried about things. I don't have to hand anything in until next Thursday and this weekend is the last weekend for the movie shoot, and both days aren't that long at all. Yesterday was dinner with the tworents and much laughter was had; the center of it being the two dogs using my legs as a sanctuary. Oh, the things they do for peace.

My obsession with House has only gotten stronger and I will not rest until the entire first season of that show is lying next to me. Colleen downloaded some episodes, but just staring at a fresh DVD box of one of the best TV series I've ever seen is well worth the money. Playing God in an MRI. Priceless.

And it's on tonight! Squee!

I've been listening to Jamiroquai a lot lately. Their latest album is no doubt the best dance album I've ever listened to. I seriously can't help but get up and dance my giant ass off to "Love Foolosophy." And I finally found the Depeche Mode mix I was looking for after a long search. It was the Mike Shinoda mix (whoda thunk it?) and I'm immensely enjoying that as well.

Oh, and a tip. Never listen to Boyz II Men when your significant other is not there to please you. Never fun. Never pleasant.

Speaking of which, John is helping me a lot with my nutty behavior. I swear, he's one of the few people keeping me from doing something I wouldn't have time to regret. Did I mention he was awesome? It's great to have someone support you 24/7...an awesome feeling. <3

I'm in a pretty good mood now. So I'm gonna take advantage of that and watch TV peacefully.

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Wednesday, February 22nd, 2006

Subject:I Whored John For This. Really.
Time:8:36 am.
Mood: giddy.
Here are my lyrics. If you get seven of these right, I'll buy you ice cream in the spring. I'm not kidding. Also, the stars next to the numbers tell the level of difficulty. One star is the easiest and three is the hardest. Good luck!

** 1) And I have, am been sure to be who him, therefore a long time and I cannot still take in Coz not which pain, if all it goes false.

* 2)destroy spineless the publication show me that it is true to come far our last probability wasting, the straight lines cut Silenceursache which I involve far, far from you.

* 3)The destiny is descended below time this one. Your smile verblaesst the summer. put your hand in my. I go, if I wish too much.

** 4)it cosmic a girl von one of another galaxy right, which on my cosmic frequency yeah to transfer, Oh- capacity not you my cosmic wife?

*** 5)A manner and the universe is me, after a cascade, is water, are to you always a escapadeleben in wood are and then Ballad provided are to him, you a-Weg is always and the universe me is, after a cascade is him water, are to you always him like that green of the fields and as a bird are which flies they are always you

** 6)Much time passed beyond that, more too bejammern than we were deep in the love the still roasting wind, while my heart cannot cure all, the tears in him see a side of my eyes tomorrow, and sees the other yesterday i-Hoffnung which I could sleep in the device of admission of your loves, still somebody, cry for me with eyes roasts. true blue, that I only to know to want, that that right Traurigkeit in muddy water, not a such loose living after the first time to finish.

*** 7) I believe it in the reason, since it leaves me No, does not mislead again completely, as I it believe that me bad the meat forms.

** 8) and to show all are to us, went broad us, of a pride to a dishonour, thus strongly test us, die to us in futile, are desperate for us blissful and blind men, with all those who, are to us us, wish you him all, CSans VICTIMS!!

* 9) I ask, to dream and to differentiate from the lies of cave am to me this one to be born from the remainder of our lives at the holidays.


*** 10) Lockings still arrive somebody in fallow and left the dogs to the feather the warnings resound outside and leave you the recreation begin you thought that my barge to bite more badly than my this one was however times which I impact am not, before the beginning of the fight is not of Leash aiming to go from celebration to bite far.

If you're really into this, I'll post the answers in a bit.

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Tuesday, February 14th, 2006

Subject:Heart and Candy and...stuff.
Time:7:13 pm.
Mood: cold.
"Come on, I'm like totally adorable." -- Patrick in "Saved!"

Damn right, you are, Pat. Damn right, you are.

So...as I'm dreaming about Patrick Fugit riding up in a white Vespa to give me a ride home, I basically decide that my feelings about Valentine's Day haven't really changed much. I mean, the major difference between this one and the other ones I consciously celebrated is the fact that I'm not single. But even then there's the indisputable fact that I won't be able to spend it with the one I love, and it sucks, but...whatever. I mean, at the end of the day, the candy will be there. Oh, sweet, sweet candy.

I got my check from the bookstore as well as my Dragon Card check. I blew most of it on long-awaited food shopping (it feels SO good to decide what to eat for dinner again.) and Valentine's day shit, but I got some more makeup and hopefully next time I'll be able to get some jewelery.

What else? Because of my apparent and mentally-induced malasise throughout the term, I have a lot of catching up to do. I don't plan on withdrawing from any more classes, so if I can scrape a D in the two classes I'm worried about, then so be it. I think that I'm probably not motivated enough in these classes, so I decided to make a big change.

I changed my major to Criminal Justice. And I'm going to keep minors in Sociology and Screenwriting. I feel as if I need a fresh start in a field that I have a genuine interest in. But this time, I'm a little scared that I'm going to screw up again, which is probably good, since every time I get a little too cocky, things tend to fall apart. I don't know. We'll have to see.

Another big thing I'm doing is moving out. Yes, it took me a bit to decide, but I have to do it. For one thing, I can't afford it anymore, and another thing being that the past two terms have been very lonely. I went through a lot of mental torment while I was there, and it certainly isn't worth the money I'm paying. So I'm going to move back home in the spring, because I think that even though I hated the rules there, I was ultimately happy. Plus, I think the constant "abuse" would keep me on my toes and help me study more.

The movie shoot is going good. I fixed my glasses so they weren't crooked and even got some makeup so I can make an attempt to look pretty and stuff. Not working, I didn't get the approval of my sister, lol. Anyway, it's not such a hectic weekend coming up, so I'll probably work on the essays I need to complete. Maybe I'll make an appointment to see a doctor too.

I think that's all I can remember. Ugh. I need some chocolate, I think I'm getting depressed again. TTFN -- Taa taa for now.

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Tuesday, January 31st, 2006

Subject:Amongst Other Things...
Time:9:27 am.
Mood: caffeinated.
So...a lot has happened since the last time I updated. I followed Baron's advice and called the Drexel Counseling Center to help me deal with whatever evil is growing inside me. And apparently that evil is so dangerous that the counselor wants to see me on a weekly basis. It's nothing I can't deal with, I mean, I saw a psychiatrist when I was much younger when my mother couldn't understand why I beat my sister mercilessly.

The main reason why I'm going is because I'm tired of having these fits and making John worry about me from 100 miles away. I tend to have fits while I'm talking to him, which I think are finally triggered with the fact that he is not in a very close radius to me. Not that I really hate the whole long distance thing, because I've dealt with it for almost eleven months. I think it's just the whole i'm-upset-and-i-need-a-hug-from-my-oversized-teddy-bear thing.

But I'm dealing with it. I mean, I don't have any other choice. And I will get better.

The second thing is money issues. I was supposed to get a decent check from the bookstore last Thursday, but due to some management issues and a complete abundance of ultimate douchebaggery, my information wasn't sent in, and I didn't get a check. That would be so bad if I didn't have to but several textbooks and essays, along with paying overdue bills, and buying food that I DESPERATELY need. I tried my best to find another way to get the money, with fruitless results. So I ended up very upset. Like VERY upset. It got me to the point where the very next morning, I called the Counseling Center.

So yeah. Being broke sucks. But I'm getting through it.

Classwise, I have a lot of catching up to do, but not anything I can't handle. I dropped Art History simply because I didn't give a shit about that class whatsoever. And once again, I don't really like Playwriting. The only classes I'm really enjoying are the rest--English 102, since there are elements of law in it, and the teacher's kinda funny, Rock Music Since 1968 simply because it's Rock Music Since 1968, and Sociology 101, because the discussions we have are very interesting. I'm thinking of minoring in Criminal Justice and Sociology, so I could at least get a job while I'm struggling to make a deadline for a screenplay.

And the last major thing that happened is that I'm taking part in a movie shoot about Model UN. Which is called...Model UN. Anyone interested in the script and has an updated version of Microsoft Word let me know and you can read it. I play Margot Connor, a slightly rebellious and very bitter member of the Italian delegation. The only issue is that I will be getting up early every weekend for the next month. Blah. Now I really can't drink that much. This weekend, John is coming down and is gonna be an extra on the set...and my bodyguard. ^__^ In other words, this should be a rather interesting weekend. *evil grin*

And the Super Bowl? Three things: Food, sex, and football. That's my kind of Super Bowl Weekend. :-P

I think that's it for now. I'll try and update once something interesting happens and I'm free to go on the computer for a long period of time; keeping in mind that the chances of that happening this weekend would be very, very slim. *glee!* So I'll see you kids in the movies.

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Monday, January 23rd, 2006

Subject:Because Larry is a Genius
Time:5:37 pm.
Mood: blank.
The problem with LJ is we all know far too much about each other, effectively turning us all into Big Brother. So I want you to post something completely made-up and fictitious about me, something that has little to no basis in reality. Then post this in your LJ to help our campaign of misinformation and chaos spread throughout the information juggernaut that is LJ.
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Sunday, January 22nd, 2006

Time:9:31 am.
Mood: calm.
On January 21st, a 19-year-old female named Brittany Gonzalez was kidnapped around three in the afternoon on the thirty-two hundred block of Race Street in University City. The alleged perpetrators drove up to Brittany's dorm in a mint green 1998 Ford Windstar and were later identified as eighteen-year-old Regina Gonzalez and forty-two-year-old Deborah Walker, Brittany's sister and mother respectively. A random phone call made to the police by the victim states that she is fine and that she "really doesn't want to go back to that depressio dorm." When reached for comment and told that they would face criminal charges, the kidnappers replied that they "didn't really give a shit" and asked "Have you seen the look on her face? She's suicidal!"

Police have all but given up on the search, saying that the victim "was a crazy bitch who bit an officer on the arm after refusing to leave the house." Another officer commented that Brittany actually "grabbed the door by the hinges, screaming, while an officer pulled her by her legs with all his strength."

In the end, Brittany did go back to the dorm, but only after resolving to visit her family once in a while to unwind and to lower her depression--possibly every weekend. The police afterwards went to Dunkin Donuts and suffered from massive heart attacks after swallowing the entire building whole.

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Thursday, January 12th, 2006

Subject:Irrational Fears
Time:10:58 pm.
Mood: horny.
So...I've basically decided that the female condom is the single scariest thing I've ever seen. Anyone disagree? Didn't think so.
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Saturday, January 7th, 2006

Time:7:40 pm.
Mood: lonely.
I am going to die.
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Tuesday, December 20th, 2005

Subject:Good Thing, Bad Thing
Time:9:32 am.
Mood: ecstatic.
So...it's only been two days since the beginning of winter break, and already a whirlwind of shit has begun to happen. I'm recapping now because I don't know when I'll be able to later.


Bad Thing: Found out that the internet was cut off for term break. Which means I am without internet connection while I am in my room. Although it sucks, it would be no different than if I were at home, except at home I'd have to suffer through the depression of not belonging there. And I still have cable here. The only time I have Internet is when I'm at work. At least I'll appreciate it more.

Good Thing: I'm writing a new screenplay. After assessing that the one I handed in was shit, I decided to write the one I originally intended to hand in and send it. He based my shit one on the fact that my pitch for it seemed better than the other one, even though the other one had a better idea behind it. So after I finish this one, which will be a while, I'll send it to him and my advisor. Hopefully they'll like it. I'm liking the way it turned out so far.

Bad Thing: It's. Fucking. Cold. I had to go all the way downtown to get a new debit card since the Commerce Bank near my school had to be dickish and not have anymore cards to give me. And after walking around to find something to eat, I come across my old job...

Good Thing: I do get another paycheck from my old job. Matt said yes and all my co-workers looked like they were happy to see me. I wanted to see them too and I wish I could work downtown again, but seeing as my former boss is mentally retarded, I doubt that ever happening. The pay wasn't worth the aggravation anyway.

Bad Thing: My boss says that my check is back at Strikes. She tells me to call ahead, and I do, and my former (and equally dickish) manager tells me there's nothing there. I tell him to look, and he says there's a customer and practically hangs up on me. So now I'm on a wild goose chase for forty dollars. Let the bloodbath begin.

Good Thing: That holiday cake Jojo left for me. MMMMMMM, bitch!


Bad Thing: The MTA decides to be selfish pricks and inconveniences over seven million people by going on strike. Which means I can't go to see John today unless a miracle happens (I prayed to Santa, a star, God, etc.) before noon today. It's not totally a loss, but I really wanted to get the hell out of here for the sake of seeing John and treating my temporary boredom.

Good Thing: If I don't go, I do save money, and I can get one last thing for his "package." Heh. Heh. Heh.

VERY GOOD THING: I went on DrexelOne to find out my grades, and for the exception of Screenwriting (I don't know that grade yet.), I got a B in every fucking class I took! Even Intro to Music! Which means not only am I off probation, but I keep my financial aid for next year! w00T! I'm going to go celebrate by buying something nice for myself. Don't know what it is yet, but I'm gonna get something. This is also great because I haven't done this well since fall term of last year! I can finally relax knowing that my aid is still intact.

Well, that's all for now. I'll update on the rest of the week once I get to a computer AND more good/bad things happen. I'll see you kids in the movies!

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