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Today i went down to the cafeteria for lunch for the first time since the Jurassic period. People were so shocked to see me, someone asked me whether i was in hiding for a holocaust no one else knew about.
People generate this idea in their heads that i am a ball of stress and i've been studying 20 hours a day in my room. Not eating not sleeping not shitting just studying.
My new housemate Kugi keeps giving me these lovely fruits. Which i love. But i suspect she thinks i am a closet anorexic because she has this deep look of concern in her glistening eyes.
KK my angel randomly surprised me with the satanic concoction that decreases sperm count in men, but has no gonadic effect whatsoever on me because i am clearly not a man.
I really appreciate it that some of you are somewhat concerned about me, but i am not stressed out -____-
Not one bit.
Not yet, at least.
"Hey baby. Come here often?"
I love how his tongue us sticking out at her. So inappropriate.
Like i was saying. I am a picture of calm. I am like a rippleless lake on a hot afternoon. I am the eye of a tornado.
It's so absurd that i actually have a picture that synchronizes with my text.
Anyhow, here are more products-of-my-ADD because my ability to focus just dissipates into thin air when i'm hungry.
Where do i get one that says "Mrs Dicaprio". Or "Mrs Norton". Or "Mrs Palahniuk Although It's So Inappropriate Because He's Gay". Or "Mrs Dr John Dorian"?
Speaking of Dr John Dorian, ah look who i found in a magazine!
In my third year, i'll be getting my very own pair of surgical scrubs. Just like JD's.
Mmmmm JD...
This last POMADD was an inspiration i got from a picture by Marc Johns.
Marc Johns is my hero.
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