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MusicalRose

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 #1  3/10/2009 2:22:16 PM  | Liked 1 time
Not having glasses to wear. :(
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 #2  3/10/2009 2:24:35 PM  | Liked 0 times
waking up at 4 o'clock and thinking that i have to take a shower
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 #3  3/10/2009 3:01:34 PM  | Liked 0 times
(starts in Warm Fuzzies Thread)... but then realizing I could have slept for 2 more hours. Then deciding to actually go get breakfast and they aren't serving any more.
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 #4  3/11/2009 11:41:27 PM  | Liked 0 times
MIS classes that have no purpose Waking up to my roommates alarm at 5 in the morning. Feeling very light-headed after passing Monolith for the first time. Beef fat. Nails. The weather. Being completely drenched in sweat and having to wait outside for the bus in cold weather. Black girls' laughs. My inability to get a tri-star. Ohio University. The smell of popcorn (for 2 hours) Uncomfortable shoes. 8-10 page English papers. Working 5 hours in a split shift. Pretty much sums up the bad portion of my day.
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 #5  3/31/2009 3:54:34 AM  | Liked 0 times
Cars that stall. Math books. Teachers that require and grade on attendance. Textbook prices. Not knowing what I am supposed to be doing on a job I am on duty for. Gusting wind. Showers that never get hot. Not being able to sleep in a new room. Being terrible at remembering names. Small dresser drawers. Anxiety. Not being with Richie.
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 #6  3/31/2009 3:57:03 AM  | Liked 0 times
This is another thread that I could write a novel in.
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 #7  3/31/2009 3:58:32 AM  | Liked 0 times
I started the novel. Go ahead and continue it. I'm in the mood for ranting. (Shit I just said that in my head to the tune of I'm In The Mood For Dancing.)
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 #8  3/31/2009 4:15:16 AM  | Liked 0 times
headaches being tired when you dont want to be
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 #9  3/31/2009 4:51:58 PM  | Liked 0 times
school cold pools waking up and not being able to fall back asleep days that seem to go on forever
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 #10  4/1/2009 1:19:05 AM  | Liked 0 times
Rain when I don't have a coat The dollar slot at the ITG machine in Athens My inability to play ITG Roommates that blast rap music Not being able to find my deodorant Forgetting my bank PIN Internship interviews that start late and end early and that resume again the following day Bananas Braces Hang-nails Waiting for text-books to come in the mail Roommate that poke fun at me based on my underwear preferences Vomiting Forgetting stuff at the ITG machine 1GB of RAM iPods that die quickly iPods that I leave on high volume and then forget about it the next day as I turn it on and it hurts my ears Peaunts (the food and the comic) Geography 101 Socks with holes in them. Roommate that might hate me based on my sexual orientation Dropping my phone The alarm going off Looking around the room for my phone that is playing Crazy Train The smell of coffee....EVERYWHERE My right thumb Roommate Pennies Nickles Dimes Breaking the ice Waving at friends across the street only to find out it isn't them Erections Having stuff that I need to do, but no want Pink Highlighters (just because I use a pink highlighter does not make me automatically gay. fuck you) Axe Body Spray mixed with Febreeze and Glade Posters that won't stay up Receipts Walking long distances when you are already tired Friends that don't respond to texts Facebook stalkers. I think that about covers my day
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 #11  4/1/2009 3:50:38 AM  | Liked 0 times
QUOTE (zAkAtAk @ Mar 31 2009, 08:19 PM) Posters that won't stay up This.
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 #12  4/1/2009 4:39:47 AM  | Liked 0 times
QUOTE (zAkAtAk @ Mar 31 2009, 08:19 PM) Friends that don't respond to texts This. My friend who wants to be my roomate next year always ignores my texts when I want to hang, and I'll call later and he'll say he doesn't want to do anything (and tonight this happened) and other BS. He doesn't realize he's about to be sleeping in the same room as me for 2 years. We might as well get to be better friends now right??? Am I crazy?
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 #13  4/1/2009 6:20:18 PM  | Liked 0 times
I will be the first to say that you don't want to be best friends with your roommate. Fights become more likely, especially if you are going to be living in a dorm where you don't have your own space to go. It is best for you two to probably just be acquaintances so that you get some time away from each other.
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 #14  4/1/2009 6:42:23 PM  | Liked 0 times
QUOTE (zAkAtAk @ Mar 31 2009, 08:19 PM) I think that about covers my day I think that about covers the entire topic lol jk
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 #15  4/1/2009 7:26:03 PM  | Liked 0 times
nope i got one more my circuits teacher and having to listen to him constantly contradict himself
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 #16  4/1/2009 9:20:35 PM  | Liked 0 times
Income Statements Balance Sheets Statements of Owners' Equity
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 #17  4/1/2009 10:08:05 PM  | Liked 0 times
QUOTE (MusicalRose @ Apr 1 2009, 01:20 PM) I will be the first to say that you don't want to be best friends with your roommate. Fights become more likely, especially if you are going to be living in a dorm where you don't have your own space to go. It is best for you two to probably just be acquaintances so that you get some time away from each other. Well right, but my point is that he shouldn't be shady around me if we are going to be together for the next 2 years. I just found it funny that he said he wanted to hang, texted me later that he couldn't hang, and then called later (when I can hear other friends of mine in the back) to ask how to set up a 4 person game. I doubt he's playing all 4 at once lol. I don't think we need to be the best of friends, but we also shouldn't be playing these I'm going to ditch you for others shit. That will cause LOTS tension if he does that shit next year, cause I'll know he's doing something else and be pissed off, and he'll be trying to act all sneaky and be quiet n shit so he can leave our room to go with others, and this will all be happening in the SAME room. Tell me straight up you don't want to hang anymore. Or do the right thing and just invite me over anyways. Sorry, I felt like venting. But THAT is perfectly on topic with Things That Suck.
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 #18  4/2/2009 2:10:23 AM  | Liked 0 times
Those trees with white fucking flowers that smell like ass.
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 #19  4/2/2009 2:55:16 AM  | Liked 0 times
QUOTE (MusicalRose @ Apr 1 2009, 09:10 PM) Those trees with white fucking flowers that smell like ass. Hahaha! I actually logged on tonight to post exactly this!
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 #20  4/2/2009 3:49:23 AM  | Liked 0 times
Whose bright idea was it to plant a fuckton of terrible smelling trees all over campus? Really? These trees suck and I don't know why they're everywhere!!!!! *rips hair out*
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 #21  4/2/2009 4:03:33 AM  | Liked 0 times
Aww, I liked your hair.
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 #22  4/2/2009 6:30:40 AM  | Liked 0 times
april fools
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 #23  4/2/2009 12:04:49 PM  | Liked 0 times
Who got you?
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 #24  4/2/2009 3:04:08 PM  | Liked 0 times
no i was referring to you ripping all of your hair out and zacks response
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 #25  4/2/2009 7:03:08 PM  | Liked 0 times
I see....
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