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So I checked my mail this morning, and there was a piece of paper in my box saying I had a package, so I gave the paper to the receptionist and she went in the mail to get it. And the package was in fact a padded envelope, but I still had hope that there was something good in it. I get back to the dorm and open it. Inside was another envelope, on which several people had tried to write the address to the college without much luck, inside the envelope was a valentine's day card with the price tag still on it, and one of the 44 cent chocolate bars from the check out line. I'm think that dad and his girlfriend forgot about me until the last minuet and ran to wal-mart and grabbed the first card and chocolate they could find. I almost feel loved.

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Me and my new teddy bear are bored. And the bear needs a name, well he has one, but I think he should be named something else, cause its kind of odd that the bear is named after someone else's boyfriend. So anyone with ideas? He's small dark green and soft.

In other news I'm also supposed to be thinking up a company and a logo for said company. Which I don't want to do. Why am I studying graphic design? It annoys me and I have no interest in it. Should have gone with web design/illustration when I had the chance. To late now. Would be far to difficult to change majors this late in the game. Speaking of which I still need to set up my matriculation review, I'm only a year late on that.

How come no one told me college would be this annoying? Why was I happy when I found out a college actually wanted me to go there?