Don't dream it's over

Today is my last official school day in my sophomore year of college. DAMN THIS HAS GONE FAST. And I can't believe I've somehow managed to get stuff done this week. I've been tired and not feeling so well.

I saw the apartment that Rebecca and Co. want to live in senior year, and...and I liked it. I'm very torn, because in order to have it, I'll no doubt have to provide some of the funds myself, but as much as I thought I would be okay, as much as I told myself living with these people -though I love them dearly- would be ridiculous....I really did like it. I want to live with my friends. I guess failing to live there I could ask Alice to live next door to it with me in a different, cheaper apartment. But I want to see that one first.

So...anyway, I've built a Battle Royale uniform to wear for my Japanese presentation today, complete with bloody shirt and super long Japaneseschoolgirl socks. So of course on the one day I decide I'll wear a short skirt it's pouring rain outside and cold. Yeeeha...I'm still not quite sure what I intend to do. I have about 25 minutes to figure that out.

I can't believe this is all closing down.

And just so you know, if you have any boxes lying around:


You're in the Gangster box.


What box do you get put in?
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What the fuck? I'm a gangster? WHAT YOU SAY?!?!?!?!?!? Yeah, I'm the least gangster-y person ever.

Whatever, white people.

Off into the rainy wet world of my very last day of class.