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[13 Sep 2006|10:24am] |
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I cant transfer to Minnesota for the Spring semester. They would require my shit be in by October 12th. My grades at MATC wont be posted until late October early December. Obviously they need those so they can tell if i'm good enough for thier school. I should just take the spring off. haha.
I had such a weird dream last night. My uncle Steve drove up from Arkansas and when he got here he told me story about his trip up... Here it is:
"On they way up i ran into your step brother in Indiana. He was standing in the middle of a corn feild looking up. I asked him what he was doing out here... He didn't reply right away... He just pointed to the sky. Just then a crop duster flew overhead. Like, right overhead. He brought his head down and said 'It's for the Beast, it's all for him.' I laughed and walked away. Brad, those Indiana kids are trippin'."
mmhm... my uncle doesn't even know that kid. Which is kinda funny.
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