7 am again.
I’m getting used to this. Early
mornings. Start the day.
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Another weekend is here and I’m up at 7 am. I must admit it is a wonderful thing now. I feel motivated as ever and feel more driven to get things done than in the afternoon or evening. So far I’ve gotten my work out done, showered, and started some studying. Once I get more of it done and laundry, who knows what the day will bring?!
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Just gotta keep being positive 
(PassionPositivity.com)
Three liters of clear
Water a day. Am I as
Crazy as I feel?
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Yet, I feel guilty
drinking all of this when some
other countries can’t get it.
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Maybe I am as crazy as I feel?
Dear Roomate. I don’t
care if your boy spent the night.
Give me a warning.
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So I don’t brush my
teeth and wake up to seeing
him walk out your door.
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From a roommate who
has a death stare and piss mood.
There won’t be next time.
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Good morning to me.
Ever sit in a class and watch your money go down the drain?
That’s how I feel right now.
(Google Images)
Pissin’ it away from not learning a damn thing..
I think the picture needs a just a few more hundreds, then it would be accurate.
I really need to go to Sweden right about now.
Maybe even Norway or Switzerland.
Those sound good right now.
So for the time being, I’m going to dream about Paolo Nutini
Maybe Scotland is more my place?
Ha!
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In class, she talks for
ever. Wind blowing in my face.
Get a breath mint please.
Seven A.M. on a
Saturday morning. Watching
the sun rise from bed.
Swordplay. Wii. Arm hurts.
Never again will I fight Reiner.
Needing icepack, now.
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(Google Images)
Your powerful smell
is unpleasant to my nose.
I hate your cologne.
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(Lesson to men, Axe never smells good. You don’t smell like chocolate.)
This has been a PSA Announcement from Jamie.
