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| Rose, are you grabbing my ass? |
| Sometimes you just have to go to frat parties, but in order to do so, you need to consume mass quantities of liquor (liquor, I don't even know her). This happened to be the one week aniversary of my sorry ass getting dumped. Boo hoo, I look upset don't I? Nope, I just look like a weirdo. |
| Spring convocation, another wells tradition where we get dolled up in our gowns and then put dumb hats on. Fall convocation is even better, but I don't think I can put those pictures up. . . |
| look at the love. . . gimme some mo' |
| hmm, a session with my therapist. . . good times, good times |
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