So funny story: my roommates think I'm ballemic. I don't blame them. I vomit at least once a day and I'm not about to tell them that I had a freaken gastric bypass. Its all good. I've never been one to really care about what people think about me. Actually, its kinda fun to be the demented and mysterious roommate. hahaI finally got a third job interview with Lane Bryant at University Mall. I had to call like 6,000,000 times but I finally got them to set and date and time. I really really really need/want this job so I'm well pleased. I hope I get hired specially after all the hoops I've had to jump through for them.
So I'm dating this guy Andrew Lovo. He's from D.C. We met at Taco Bell and things have been super fun ever since. He's super sweet and treats me like a princess.
Amia sent me a package full of Mexican candy and a painting that she and Aly made for me. It was so sweet I nearly cried. It's really nice to know that people miss me. It makes me feel loved. It's just like when I get cards stuffed with cash from Grandma.
Anyway thats about it.
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