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Originally posted by XoEarlyMorningoX
It was fun since I like hearing about how those people go to where they are. But, it was also boring since one of the guys was nervous and didn't know what to say but once he got his act together I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Mexican food is such a bitch especially the ones that serve Queso dip with the chips without you asking I usually fill up off of that then I'm ready to go. The dog thing since I have similar experiences with it. I like hearing or in this case reading peoples travails of running to get their dog. Your dogs seem so adorable and pesky.
I started writing my essays some time ago. I already got some acceptance letters to colleges in my state. But since I really want to move out of state it's a bitch. I'm currently trying to get as much charity etc work done where I can add it onto my essays and applications. Adding on to the evil of negotiating with my mother to let me move out of state. Ugh.
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Aw. Sounds like you liked it though. Of 4 seminars/classes I attended today, only one of them was one I signed up for. One was a woman talking about how she has written 3 children's books since 1987.
Mexican is never a bitch, always a goddess. My favorite, actually. But it's the guac that fills me up before dinner... or queso fundido yes. Oh with chorizo. Yessuh.
lol. They are. They're cute. Of the two puppies, of them is a genius and the other is a bit, well, touched. Then I have an older girl. What kind of dog(s) do you have?
Hm... you know they'll see through you if you suddenly do a ton of charity work senior year. But you're obviously a good student so I expect you to get into the school of your choice.

An overprotective mom is both a blessing and a curse.
Goodnight Pierce. (And Travis.)