just when you thought shit couldnt get crazier

final week of school.
im tired as hell of all of it. trying to study, also trying to avoid working on final paper for final class...ok so my evil twin and i are "working" on this last paper together, its a group project. they love em some group projects up in this bitch. even shit like papers where really its not a group sorta thing..
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sucker is due friday at 11am

monday i skip the class its due for cause i cant decide what to wear, but i make it to yoga...then ash and i make a plan to split up the readings

tuesday i gots no class.
chick and i get our shit and our question and some fruit and lay out in the sun on my lawn. not getting a lot of study on.

wednesday i gets some major cramps and skip the mujer class and yoga
more studying attempted

thursday i attempt to study, chick comes over, downstairs roomies are leaving so i put off studying for like hours while i wait for her taxi to arrive so i can move to the room i have coveted forever
chick helps me move my shit..then notices the room attached which is also sweet as fuck, so instead of writing a paper we move into this beautiful suite of rooms on the 1st floor that is beautiful, cool, has french doors on my room opening to the front lawn and on hers to the back terrace...i have fourposter bed she has lovely large airy room separated by double doors which we leave open

i will find a way, if i have to i will buy mofuckin batteries so i can take pics...this shit is off the hook

i mean this shit is nuts, we have come up with some crazy plans, por ejemplo ayer we decided to form a band, i would play drums and ash guitar despite the fact that neither of us knows how to play these instruments as of this moment...

and that aint shit compared to the madness that is me and the evil twin in adjoinin rooms while most of the students leave for parts unknown to leave us in a house full of gringas locas plus maca who is practically loca her damn self and her mama...

shit is goin nuts...

then the sitch with my appliances...well i cant really afford to replace em right now so im thinking in terms of mediation and simplicity..

silence...no music equals silence..yeah im like a fuckin monk up in here..

and words cannot describe the madness that is evil twin and i with separate entrance to beautiful beautiful room...
and we are some ridiculous crazy chicks..

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