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ϟ Is this a joke?

It wasn’t embarrassing that you asked to be notified earlier (though, it wasn’t SGA’s duty in the first place.)
It WAS embarrassing that you decided to criticize everything that SGA does. That you used an incredibly rude tone. And that you think this is some sort of game to see how many people you can get to hate then SGA.
I’m truly glad it was a UNANIMOUS decision to elect a different student as secretary, because from this ridiculousness, you have proven to be:
Rude
Obnoxious
Power-hungry
Bitter
And defenseless.

Fucking embarrassing.

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when a girl wants to kiss you: she plays with her hair, looks down, fiddles with her fingers, and waits for you to make a move
when a boy wants to kiss you: smiles nervously, tilts his head slightly, and waits for the right moment to make a move
when i want to kiss you: i look at you from a distance, and start sobbing about how ugly i am and that i'll die with 80 cats, approximately

ϟ You cannot hate the roots, without hating the tree.

So tonight I made a decision that will impact me for the rest of my life.
It’s so stupid and won’t even happen until I’m in college but I can’t stop thinking about it.
I had decided long ago that I have to study abroad for a semester in college in France. I love the language, the food, etc and it would obviously improve my language.
But then we had our program tonight. We learned about Africa.
I never realized how we don’t actually learn anything about Africa in school. We know about slaves. And that’s really it.
Tonight I learned soo much.
One of our speakers came in and talked about how when she was in high school, she wanted to study abroad in France during college. But when she got to college, she changed her mind and studied for a semester…..in Senegal.
She said how life-changing it was and it was one of the best decisions she has ever made.
As of tonight, I have decided that instead of France ( where I have wanted to go my entire life), I’m going to study for a semester in a country in Africa (preferably sub-Sahara).
Because, thinking about it, what the hell would France do for me? I would become a better French speaker, see the country, and learn a little about French culture.
But who the fuck cares?
By studying in Africa, I would be able to learn about a country that I know absolutely nothing about, I would grow as a human being, and I would become a much better person. It would impact me for the rest of my life.
There’s so much more I could say but this post is way too long as is.
Words can’t even describe how passionate I feel about this decision.

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We talked about the beginning of NASA in history class the other day. So it’s only natural that the teacher would show up dressed in a space suit…
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We talked about the beginning of NASA in history class the other day.
So it’s only natural that the teacher would show up dressed in a space suit…

I hate everything.

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ϟ Reason not to go to prom #1848592845

All of the OUDC people have dates to their proms. All of them.
Some of them had their prom this weekend so their pictures are already up on Facebook and they look incredibly gorgeous and handsome…with their dates.
So basically, it would be incredibly embarrassing for them to see my pictures on FB and notice that basically everyone in my group as a date except me.

This date thing wasnt an issue until I realized the Facebook embarrassment

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ϟ Anyone interested in Sweetlife festival?

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Me: oh it sounds like it was really cool! How did you even hear about it?
Them: *chuckles* I mean everyone was talking about for 2 weeks before.

…I mean it’s not like I don’t hear about anything…ever.

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So I’m pretty sure I don’t want to go to prom this year.
But I can’t stop searching for pretty prom dresses…

#juniorgirlproblems

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ϟ And getting caught in the rain

I was so pissed off.
I literally just sat there in silence as they talked about me, about us.
Every time the idea of a “biddie committee” is brought up in a conversation, I always immediately respond saying I’m not in such a thing because such a thing does not exist. But how many fucking times to I need to repeat myself?
So this time I didn’t say anything. And so they proceeded. They acted as if they were trying to include me in their conversation but I was in no mood to argue.
So it began:
Those girls in that group
Those girls who come from wealthy incomes
Those girls who live centered around lake barcroft
Those girls who are virgins
Those girls who choose to not talk to or be friends with anyone else.

You clearly don’t know any of us. In fact, this proves how you’ve never actually taken the chance to truly get to know any of the girls you believe are in this fucking group.

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