Last night was my roommate Eddie-Spaghetti's going away party. I got owned by jello shots, but 'Lene saved my liver and even put me to bed. Damn, last night, I just had that feeling - somewhere between doing an impromptu dance/singing-musical ("Boy You're Creeping Me Out") and Albatross...well I got that feeling that I have everything I've ever wanted. So when I wonder what's next...I just wonder what's still up for grabs. Job? Pharmacy school? Supplementary. I could die at this moment, and I'd be happy.
Summer - okay, now let's have some fun.
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