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i got my grades from 6 Cs and a B 4 weeks ago to [so far] 5 Bs and 2 As. only have two finals left, Precal (barely B, 85%) and History (barely A, 93%). I got precal on lock but ive never taken a single page of notes in history, im gonna wing it, like i did all semster, hopefully will do good :)

winter formal tomorrow night, im going with some super cute girl

leaving to mexico the morning after and i havent seen my friends in mexico since the summer.

I've been having a pretty good time as of late.

:):):):):)

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This morning I had probably the most perverted, raw, dank dream I've ever had. I couldn't have thought of it consciously.. So my subconscious must be fucked. I'm a 17-year-old nerd who's totally not sexually active or anything.. but in my dream, I was invited by this girl who apparently is my best friend's sister, but she didn't look the same. She had the body of a porn star and her bedroom is almost identical to mine structurally.. Anyway she just gets naked and starts masturbating, and while she's jilling off I'm standing there, awkward. She pulls out this tiny crystal diamond-shaped pot thing, with rainbow plasma goodness inside, huffing the blue smoke billowing out of it. So this girl is high, back against the wall, just goin to town on that snatch, and she asks me to cum on her. Within nanoseconds I'm already working on it, but her dad is knocking on the door, trying to get it open. I'm almost there, and when he opens the door, the rush of getting caught I guess excites me, and the dad witnesses me cream this poor girl's baked to high heaven face. Then it turns out that a facial around the mouth/chin gets this girl pregnant. Jamie Lynn status. I woke up, cold sweat, disgusted. Not a wet dream, not a nightmare, but somewhere in between. I feel so dirty.

(7:55:52 PM) Friend: It's normal.

(7:55:55 PM) Me: that shit

(7:55:55 PM) Me: was not

(7:55:56 PM) Me: normal

(7:56:15 PM) Me: she was high on some alien substance

(7:56:20 PM) Me: and her dad made me cum

(7:56:26 PM) Friend: hahahahaha

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Broke down and bought a pair of Buttero work boots the moment they got marked down even though I know they don't really work with my style. I have a feeling I'll be sending them back once they arrive, but they looked pretty nice in the shop and I'm willing to risk finding a decent pair of boots with a slimmer profile and okay color.

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dear superfuture,

superconfessional #4: i just lost my car keys but my friends helped me find it. on another note, supertrash, cross your fingers and hope something good happens to me tonight.

I hope you die in a bus fire. How's that?

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cross your fingers and hope something good happens to me tonight.

may the cutlery you use for dinner tonight be animated with the force one hundred subprime mortgage foreclosures and cut upon your chest the image of your unborn son (whom bears a more striking resemblance to your grandfather than yourself), giving you a glimpse of what may have been before you collapse and die of blood loss

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professionalism is the key.

i sexually harass my female co-workers all the time, and i dont think they mind. i still need to bite my own tongue though :\ wont get chewed out by boss, at least.

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professionalism is the key.

i sexually harass my female co-workers all the time, and i dont think they mind. i still need to bite my own tongue though :\ wont get chewed out by boss, at least.

why bite your tongue when you can bite your co-workers'?

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Fucking yeeessssssssss. I just found out today Ian Brown is playing the only NZ date in my town........unfuckingbeleiveable. We always get shafted with good bands. I went to Sydney two years ago to see him play, top notch. He even throws in old Rose's songs.

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i didn't know where to put this so i figured this was as good a place as any.

i went into a new store in vancouver the other day, roden gray, just to check the place out, nice store, they had filson bags which i had seen on sufu but never in real life so it was interesting to check them out, very nice bags, but out of my price range at the moment. anyways, i picked up a flyer they had for their boxing day sale and brought it home where its sitting on my desk.

my dad came in and saw the flyer and saw the brands and went "filson? i have one of those" so i asked to see it. My dad is a total pack rat, we've got a garage absolutely stuffed with junk. anyways he digs around in some boxes and pulls out a brand new however crushed it may be, filson medium duffle bag. Turns out he bought it at a thrift store for $10. I ask him if i can have it, he's like "no, its mine, i'll use it some day" which he never will, back it goes crushed into a box in the garage.

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