I definitely expected the midwest to have a stronger presence on here.
On the other hand, with all the college we have in Boston, I’m certainly not shocked to see us on there.
Oh Scranton/Wilkes-Barre. I love how incredibly unsurprised I am with this.
I am from Scranton/Wilkes-Barre. This explains so much of my life.
Hopefully by the end of today I will:
If I can do all of this then I declare myself Queen of the Universe or Queen of Getting Her Goddamn Lists Done.
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I just deactivated my twitter and removed it from my bookmarks. I’m not positive about tumblr, it may last a while or it may not. I’m not comfortable interacting with people mainly through screens for the rest of my life and I’m taking a break from tumblr either way. Every once in a while I’ll check in, but otherwise don’t expect me to be on here.
If you’re interested in keeping in touch with me, message me and I’ll give you my phone number or mailing address or something.
I really need to go for a drink at the bar, that’s all.
I love yeungling and vodka cranberries. Particularly because it meant I did not have to drink rumple minze, and also because it lead me to drinking cherry wheat beer. I’m pretty sure I’m slowly spiraling into going to breweries for beer tastings and illegally importing scottish ales.
Also I may start working out so I can do the Beer Run, who knows?
Also, also, Kelsey at the end of the Beer Run there is a free Hoots and Hellmouth concert at the brewery. I think we should go to this because A. There will be beer, and B. It’s Hoots and Hellmouth. I may be more likely to dance if I’m beer-happy.
Why do I have any social networking accounts still? Why do I think it’s a good idea to post in a non-soberly state?
This drunken post is brought to you by my old piano teacher. Except not the nun, the really attractive male one I had in high school.
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I’m in a in-need-of-cheering-up mood right now.
THIS. I WANT.
kay!
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I just finished packing my stuff, now I’m going to go get ready and then off to a luncheon. Then I pack up the car and go back to good ol’ dirty Mayfair. I will never have to close out a building or write an incident report ever again.
In other news my grades were actually pretty decent this semester, which is perplexing because I’ve had at least 4 sizable breakdowns. I know I say this before every new semester but I’m cutting down on all the stuff that makes me busy next year. I don’t think I could mentally or physically spread myself so thin ever again. No more RA stuff. Just senior year and getting myself out of undergrad.
Anyway I have to go shower now.
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