This is like a crappy livejournal abput me having teen angst during adulthood and spending too much money on records.
All was well with his teeth. This was his finale: "I have thought of a better word than awareness," he said. "Let us call it soul."
«Ah! sacredieu, sacredieu! dit Curval, je suis donc plus heureux que lui, car je décharge.»
Le skramz, y'a qu'ça d'vrai.
weed is your best friend.
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BOSTON, MA////////PT III
So I realised I never actually uploaded the rest of my photos of that trip to Boston. So here they are.
Carolane and I are planning on going back during this spring.
When you text a photo of a guy that messaged you OkCupid to your friend and say “finally a cute and decent guy that messaged me” and your friend replies “I have a date with him tomorrow, thanks now I have a good reason to cancel”.
So I’m gonna subscribe as an independent student at either UdeM or UQAM for next fall. Don’t know if I’m doing this cause I feel like it or cause I’m sick of everyone asking me if I’ll ever attend university.
The available classes seem more interesting at UdeM than at UQAM so I’ll probably go for that one if the ones I wanna take are not full (plus UQAM kinda sucks).
I’m just very scared of essays and stuff like that, I’ve only studied Graphic Design so far and never had to deal with that kind of things. Uggghghhhh.
Plus doing this will give me more chance to actually apply for a bachelor next year cause my grades are fucking awful (yay for dropping out too many times) to enter in any program.