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snow, seriously? I hate winter.

It has been 2 months and 3 days since I posted last. I suck at life.
But that's beside the point, because I'm posting now. And you know what is happening now, that sucks even more than me....it's snowing. It is October 10 and it's flipping snowing.
I don't really remember ever seeing summer, let alone going through fall and now all of a sudden it's winter. I am seriously not ok with that.
I should have been a Mexican. So I could live in the carribean part of Mexico, where it's warm all the time, and where cold is 60ish degrees. There's hurricanes and sharks and shit, but it's warm.

In other news....it's snowing. And it's seriously making me depressed.
That and it's 2:42 a.m. and I have this strange desire to clean out my closet. I pretty much feel like a lunatic at this point, but those 2 five hour energy shots I took are really working....quite well in fact....
I'm sure I'll be a little disgruteled in the "morning" when I want to go to bed but can't because I have stuff do to....but that's the price you pay for taking 2 five hour energy shots, at 11 p.m.

And since I'm seriously ADD'd out from all the caffeine and lack of sleep, I'm going to go find something productive to do...like clean my bathroom.

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  1. She's baaaaaaaaack!!

    Love you! Not excited to hear it's snowing already, what the hell is that all about?!

    Suck.

    Can't wait to see you next week!!

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