oh hey, i maybe graduated….
created a musical robot,
and received a job offer.
but really, that’s not what this post is about. it’s about cats. particularly mine.
love-of-my-life-hannah has been missing 12 days. presumed dead. but everyday my mother comes home, hopeful she’ll be standing by the door. everyday, i anxiously wait for a phone call…one that never comes.
i’m going home tomorrow. for one last search. but maybe we’re never meant to know.
hannah, we miss you. come home.
i’ve discovered procrastination is best spent being snoopy, by logging on to my various social accounts and viewing profiles until my housemate asks an op amp question throwing me back to the looming piles of homework. stalker? you added me.
but maybe i’ll stop. because, today i came upon this:
oh my gosh, what the heck am i wearing? somebody please, please cut me out.
logically i tagged myself.
…is the bane of my existence.
final 07-08.
20 times cooler in real life.
“i don’t even care.” “i don’t even care.”
crap.
i do care. a lot.
senioritis has begun it’s reign, grasping it’s claws deep into my side. causing papers, studying, anything to be put off for as long as possible.
anything…like the policy paper i need to complete.
Instead, Happy Belated Halloween. Love the girl in the sketch truck. <3
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