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So, it's official.
I'm going back to school.
Not now, or probably not this year, but by the beginning of next year, I'll be enrolled for an online Master's certificate in Graphic Design.
I am super excited.
Also, I'm hyperventilating. Because there's 10 days left until Cuba, and all I can think about is that god-forsaken flying death machine I'll be embarking on. *pats Ativans* Ah, faithful medication, don't fail me now.
On an unrelated note, Snape is getting really annoying. He insists on sex, and I'm being incredibly sadistic. But between you and I, I won't let the poor bastard suffer for long.
SNAPE: YOU BETTER!
Shut up! You're not supposed to be reading this. Go wank that case of blueballs away.
SNAPE: *mutter*
I'm going back to school.
Not now, or probably not this year, but by the beginning of next year, I'll be enrolled for an online Master's certificate in Graphic Design.
I am super excited.
Also, I'm hyperventilating. Because there's 10 days left until Cuba, and all I can think about is that god-forsaken flying death machine I'll be embarking on. *pats Ativans* Ah, faithful medication, don't fail me now.
On an unrelated note, Snape is getting really annoying. He insists on sex, and I'm being incredibly sadistic. But between you and I, I won't let the poor bastard suffer for long.
SNAPE: YOU BETTER!
Shut up! You're not supposed to be reading this. Go wank that case of blueballs away.
SNAPE: *mutter*
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