Today I woke up and got my act together to go pick up a package that mom had sent me, and let me just say there is no better way to start the day. Then I pulled a cool move and went to class at 10:00. Walked in, didn't recognize any of the people, realized my class is at 11:00
not 10:00. You would think after a couple of months I wouldn't still be having these sorts of problems. I guess it's the constant minor screw-ups that keep life interesting.
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Doesn't it make you feel good that you were "that girl"? Lots of eyes staring right at you huh?
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