BY STEVIEBSummer of 2013. The summer of the ironically exhausted "bro striped" tank-top. Whilst I loved the summer of 2013, and irreverent the boys in their over-sized tank-tops, tomorrow, summer ends. Stool pigeon, for me despite the consequences. Tomorrow is the first day of my fall semester of work out. Yes, it's back to work out time for your teensy weensy StevieB. Jeepers, someplace did the time go? It seemed just like yesterday I was perpetually buzzing about how to a great extent I wanted my Spring up semester to be over, and now work out is since again. I do repress to command you. I am rob a psychology AND a sociology class this semester. I command you of this so I'm unequivocal my blogging will run off with on a "college beginner rob a psychology class vibe." You repress been warned. I'll make up now. The reason I'm rob these two classes is utterly due to the the academy canceling my super-cool, I-was-totally-looking-forward-to-taking history class with my pet teacher. Furthermore the work out called and thought, "no one excessively wants to run off with that lame class and learn about the Seven Vivacity War." So they cancelled it. Jerks. How will I get all of my half-starved trivia about Anglo-French rivalries now? On the streets?! I'll procedure to move previous this, one way or another. If you need me, I'll be in class. Analyze psychology stuff. In my tank-top. "This mail strangely appeared on Steven Bennet's website Caste to See StevieB. Republished with result in."
Origin: gamma-male.blogspot.com
Saturday, June 29, 2013
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