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Posted 5/25/12 @ 12:07 PM #

“Hey How’s it going. I’m Marty, the guy over at 25 unit, I think your cute and wanna know if you want to hangout before the weekend is over.
Here’s my cell # — — —”




+1 for having the balls to be so forward
-1 for writing “your” instead of “you’re”

Too bad it’s Thursday and I only got this now. The guy must have put it there on Saturday, but seeing as I went to Toronto on Sunday by bus, I never saw it. (He was only here for the weekend.)

“Hey How’s it going. I’m Marty, the guy over at 25 unit, I think your cute and wanna know if you want to hangout before the weekend is over.

Here’s my cell # — — —”

+1 for having the balls to be so forward

-1 for writing “your” instead of “you’re”

Too bad it’s Thursday and I only got this now. The guy must have put it there on Saturday, but seeing as I went to Toronto on Sunday by bus, I never saw it. (He was only here for the weekend.)

It’s 8:20 am on a Sunday and I’ve been up for almost 3 hours and I’m trying to find an article for my PSYC assignment and it is not going well.

It’s 8:20 am on a Sunday and I’ve been up for almost 3 hours and I’m trying to find an article for my PSYC assignment and it is not going well.

Posted 5/20/12 @ 8:22 AM #

I apologize in advance

for any posts over the next little while that make me appear to be having a meltdown of angst. It’s because I am. But I’ll try my best to spare you all because I know that’s not why you follow me.

Posted 5/11/12 @ 7:20 PM #
Sunday night, 9 pm: experimenting with the shape of curling waves in Paint because I am terrible at drawing, so I’m just going to make my own stencil.

Duplicating the images I have of things in my head is the most frustrating part of making anything creative.

Sunday night, 9 pm: experimenting with the shape of curling waves in Paint because I am terrible at drawing, so I’m just going to make my own stencil.

Duplicating the images I have of things in my head is the most frustrating part of making anything creative.

instead of cleaning my room, I’m re-calculating my exam marks because I swear they’re all wrong.

~life as me~