SUNday.

Soaking up the sun before winter quarter kills me.


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Surviving Black Friday

Mannequins didn't eat me. However, their owners ate my money.

With my red coat, gray fedora, and purple suitcases, I safely made my way home with my family.



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Gobble Gobble

Happy Thanksgiving!!!


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A Simple Equation

Because we all know how my appetite rolls.

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HOHOHOME

I'm home.
It feels sureal.
Like I've stepped into a different body.

I'm still a fatty though.
That never changes.

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Boredom in the Strangest Sense

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Corner

I've wondered why my parents (or parents in general) would make me go to a corner after I did something disobedient or rotten.
It makes complete sense: you're facing a blank, claustrophobic space where you unwillingly stay so you can think about what you did wrong, why it was wrong, the meaning of life, death, absolution, and Armageddon, and how the heck you're going to sweet talk your way out of that joint.

Funny how actions such as that could be carried on throughout your post-childhood years.
Just a couple minutes earlier, I found myself thinking with my forehead against a corner. I can't say it helped, but it was comical to just think about what my walls would have been saying to such a sight.

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Lie

Everything will be this quiet very soon. We're all pretty dead and ready to collapse after 10 weeks of rigorous project spitting.

No more randomly passing out, I guess. The sad part of it all is that I'm going to miss it. I'm already going a little crazy not having anything to do today ):

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I woke up at 3.
And I am still up.






And now, I am off to bed again.

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