i hate finals. one question on my english final was "Where does Jay Gatsby get his shirts?" what the fuck? how am i supposed to know that? forget the whole point of the story, as longs as i know where gastby buys his shirts...
one of my best friends frannie is going to see Bruce Springsteen in Rome this summer. i am dying of jealously.
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