Tuesday, 13 January 2015 08:11 PM
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#22210 2014 has been a year that's tested my true character. I am stronger than ever! I've learned from the most amazing human being. He has guided me to love through eternity. He has showed me how to let go of fear, even when fear has overtaken me. When I'm not perfect, he forgives.. 2015 will be a year that is of my true character!
Tuesday, 13 January 2015 08:04 PM
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#22209 I found the one I can talk about poop with! :D Must be true love <3
Tuesday, 13 January 2015 05:05 PM
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#22208 Every time I think of her I want to go vomit.
Tuesday, 13 January 2015 03:46 PM
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#22207 First off, I'm joking, so nobody please take offense to this, and if you do, I'm pretty sure Ann Landers still reads letters. Anyway, after spending time in different departments on the MSU campus, I've come to the assumption that liberal arts majors think they're smarter than everybody with their grandiose usage of politically charged pseudonyms, engineering majors like to laugh and speak in their aspy-like banter while pretending you're not listening (even if you were listening, you probably wouldn't understand them, because it's probably about doing something incredibly awesome like building something that goes into space, and Einstein had aspergers and did cool stuff, but not all engineer majors have aspergers), and business students don't care if they are smarter than you, and would rather work on a time-consuming group project to perfection, then gallivant the taverns on a Tuesday for ham reasons and wake up in the morning in a pile of drunken and debaucherous filth with copious amounts of half-filled Busch Light cans scattered about only to then perpetually recover from the night before by watching an episode of Spongebob on a beanbag seat while feasting like on Sun Chips, or something to that degree, and then do it all again on Wednesday, and by Friday, (in style of the Cure), people become boyfriend and girlfriend and say they love each other, and during winter break, the bf goes to the gf's house in Minnesota for Christmas and the parents love him. Then they break up a week later when she says, "It's not you, Xavier, it's me." "Why, Jillian? you never used the right side of your brain?" After break, you then reunite with your boys at some trendy college bar in Bozeman, and you repeat your habits, until you graduate and get a job.
Tuesday, 13 January 2015 03:24 PM
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#22206 So last semester, there was this cute girl in the lecture hall that sat next to me, and while she was on Tinder during lecture, she clicked no on my picture. Bummer. :(
Tuesday, 13 January 2015 06:08 AM
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#22205 So I've come to the conclusion that the plant in my room is invincible...I didn't water it for a month and it's still alive.
Tuesday, 13 January 2015 02:26 AM
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#22204 I was never a nice guy, I was always myself. One day working at the local waterpark as a lifeguard, another guard asked me why I was wearing pink flipflops.
That was seven months ago, we've been dating for six.
Don't be a nice guy, and don't be a douchebag either. Just be yourself.
Monday, 12 January 2015 10:12 PM
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#22203 Kind of in awe as I just learned what 'dingle-berries' are today. I'd never heard of that problem so I wasn't even aware some guys have to deal with that. And maybe fuzzy girls do to. I have so many things to be thankful for.