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ROSEMARIE






Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Day three of orientation was fun. Mass dance was naughty. I had to freakin partner a very unenglish guy. Goodness. Played weird games like passing water bombs with our mouths and getting our faces dunked in flour. Almost snored during the talks. Did not eat anything besides frosties since 6am as no lunch was served today. Came back and wolfed down my mars bar in 4 bites. Walked home listening to thinking of you in the rain so fun(: What if my gut feeling fails then it'll just be another dream.

Would i dare
To untangle your thoughts.