I'm torn between anticipating tomorrow and dreading tomorrow.
Methinks I should meditate.
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I can't wait for the weekend.
I need to make it up to you ): Sorry.
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OMG NEXT FRIDAY = SWIMMING. I fucking love water. But I don't like swimming, the sport itself.
Bleugh. Guess I'll just sit by the side of the pool and look like some white elephant.