So, my old roomate, Ashley Smith...

decided that there was nothing left for her in corpus, so she got her father to break her lease and move her and all her stuff to Florida.

Do you wanna know why she thought she has nothing left? Her boyfriend dumped her, and then strung her along for a few weeks. I know, she has the right to be upset, mope and cry a little. But to pick up, drop out of college and move hundreds of miles away, that's just crazyy. She has a godson here. He was born in April, and Ashley set up the babyshower. In her speech at the shower, she said, "As Jen's friend, and hopefully Dom's future godmother..." She practically begged for it, and she was so excited when she was given the role. She was even there (in the actual delivery room) when Dom was born. She told me over and over how excited she was. When Sister asked Ash if she'd miss Dom when she left, and she said, "No. It's not like I wanted to be his godmother anyways."

Really bitch, necause I remember it different. Do you want to know what she meant by "future godmother"? She meant that she thought she'd marry Brian (who never, ever treated her like a proper girlfriend, and he treated her more like a fuck buddy that he occasionally brought in front of his friends. For example, their oneyear anniversary, he forgot, then took her to sonic.)

I feel like she is giving up. I'm sorry she's doinging it. She'll never learn this way. Whatever. I hope she does well.

Lindsay Sample and I were chatting the other day about the age we're at right now. The marriage age. We're meeting our future spouses.
Weird.

I'm on my kindle right now

It's not nearly as easy to use as a neputer, but it allows me to write on my little blog to d something besides waych movies and write letters to the boyfriend. I've written 20 letters, sent 2 care packages, and been extremely bored in the last 18 days. But no matter. Because, boyfriend comes home in 10 daysss :)

Anyways. I'm bored.

Beyond belief. Like, it's to the point where if the rotc guys called me to hang out (slater, whom I strongly dislike, called and said they might go to a club tonight) I might have actually gone...

I'm sorry if this post has multiple errors. I have no fun typing on this. It sucks a little because it takes 9375835 hours for each letter to show up. So I don' really like proofreading these. So, suck it...

I'm actually pretty positive everyone I am friends with on this site stopped reading these, so I'm not really worried about upsetting anyone with my terrible mistakes...

I'm tired of this. So, goodnight all.