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Recent news.... sorry I haven't updated.

First of all... remember how my roomate moved out at the beginning of the year because she 'wanted a room to herself'? Turns out she thought I was a lesbian.
Awesome. Fucking brilliant and awesome. But at the same time.... why am I always the last to know? First, no one told me I was pregnant (my mother thought I was because strep throat was not the obvious answer... pregnancy was), and now this??


Also, the girls in the room directly below mine were singing all fancy-like. They were being jokingly operatic and it was cool. I replied and we had a sort of bizarre duel. This escalated beyond their Disney medlies and ended in me singing Der Holle Rache (the aria of The Queen of the Night in Die Zauberflote).

If any of you have heard that song... you know what happened.



Yeah. It was a lot like that.

(no subject)

Recent news.... sorry I haven't updated.

First of all... remember how my roomate moved out at the beginning of the year because she 'wanted a room to herself'? Turns out she thought I was a lesbian.
Awesome. Fucking brilliant and awesome. But at the same time.... why am I always the last to know? First, no one told me I was pregnant (my mother thought I was because strep throat was not the obvious answer... pregnancy was), and now this??


Also, the girls in the room directly below mine were singing all fancy-like. They were being jokingly operatic and it was cool. I replied and we had a sort of bizarre duel. This escalated beyond their Disney medlies and ended in me singing Der Holle Rache (the aria of The Queen of the Night in Die Zauberflote).

If any of you have heard that song... you know what happened.



Yeah. It was a lot like that.

(no subject)

Recent news.... sorry I haven't updated.

First of all... remember how my roomate moved out at the beginning of the year because she 'wanted a room to herself'? Turns out she thought I was a lesbian.
Awesome. Fucking brilliant and awesome. But at the same time.... why am I always the last to know? First, no one told me I was pregnant (my mother thought I was because strep throat was not the obvious answer... pregnancy was), and now this??


Also, the girls in the room directly below mine were singing all fancy-like. They were being jokingly operatic and it was cool. I replied and we had a sort of bizarre duel. This escalated beyond their Disney medlies and ended in me singing Der Holle Rache (the aria of The Queen of the Night in Die Zauberflote).

If any of you have heard that song... you know what happened.



Yeah. It was a lot like that.