I got a house. I moved in. My parent's house is no longer the sweet refuge I once knew. It now falls in line with a house that I "visit". There is now a difference between "your house" and "your parent's house". It feels weird. Now all I need is a roommate. Wink Wink.
I started school. I bought a $200 math book that wasn't necessary. I went to the boy's locker room instead of my english class. Walking from one side of campus to the other, I realized that I wasn't as healthy as I should be. Nevertheless, it feels alot better than highschool.
I got a job. Calvary events coordinator assistant. Whoop Whoop. I felt pretty confident today looking through the next event I was to help plan- Fall Fest. This is the most responsibility I have been given in a job....will I rise to the challenge?
I have doughnuts at my house.
I feel like I'm gonna get addicted to 24.
Heidi and I beat Jesse and Devan in the fun challenge despite the fact that they're next to Beverly Hills. Tells you something.
My room at "my parent's house" is now a movie extravaganza.
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this new job does not have more responsibility than Dions gave you.
You ate all of your donuts.
You are addicted to 24.
It tells you that we are strong powerful young women.
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