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Whatever spawn of Satan came up with irregularly conjugating verbs, though he/she is probably long dead, needs to be stabbed in the kidneys. Italian was going so enlighteningly (is that a word) until this shit. How the fuck does "potere" conjugate into "possono" in the "they" form? IT SHOULD BE POTONO! That was one point to this post. No one else will probably understand this but I am never going to memorize these verb changes that makes NO. SENSE. I should just plan on getting a shitty grade so it doesn't surprise me later, ha.
TWO
I e-mailed both my moms the plans and prices for our maybe apartments. My mom made a lot of e-sad faces and said her baby's growing up haha. Marie wrote back sounding all excited about it though she thinks the cost is split 3 ways, not per person, ha. That's going to be the kicker when they find out. Eep. BUT she is making me brownies when her and my dad come down Sunday EEEEP! When is the last time someone made me brownies for no reason? Damn! Sunday better hurry up and get here <3
THREE
My mind is not even here right now. It has not adjusted back to weekdays yet, or this room. It's still far away. The house may be falling apart and the room small but we were in it together murmuring into each other's ears, fantasizing about when we're done being at these places, when we'll be free (?) and together. My heart isn't here, my concentration isn't here, the one thing that can always cheer me up isn't here. Fuck state schools and not having programs that coincide, imprisoning people that have to go to that school for their major that is only offered in probably the most suckass town ever to grace Illinois...
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I think I'm done ranting now.
Whatever spawn of Satan came up with irregularly conjugating verbs, though he/she is probably long dead, needs to be stabbed in the kidneys. Italian was going so enlighteningly (is that a word) until this shit. How the fuck does "potere" conjugate into "possono" in the "they" form? IT SHOULD BE POTONO! That was one point to this post. No one else will probably understand this but I am never going to memorize these verb changes that makes NO. SENSE. I should just plan on getting a shitty grade so it doesn't surprise me later, ha.
TWO
I e-mailed both my moms the plans and prices for our maybe apartments. My mom made a lot of e-sad faces and said her baby's growing up haha. Marie wrote back sounding all excited about it though she thinks the cost is split 3 ways, not per person, ha. That's going to be the kicker when they find out. Eep. BUT she is making me brownies when her and my dad come down Sunday EEEEP! When is the last time someone made me brownies for no reason? Damn! Sunday better hurry up and get here <3
THREE
My mind is not even here right now. It has not adjusted back to weekdays yet, or this room. It's still far away. The house may be falling apart and the room small but we were in it together murmuring into each other's ears, fantasizing about when we're done being at these places, when we'll be free (?) and together. My heart isn't here, my concentration isn't here, the one thing that can always cheer me up isn't here. Fuck state schools and not having programs that coincide, imprisoning people that have to go to that school for their major that is only offered in probably the most suckass town ever to grace Illinois...
I think I'm done ranting now.
