<p>I’m procrastinating. You’re procrastinating.
Let’s have a post party.</p>
<p>Is that anything like an afterparty? No? Oh well. Speaking of afterparties, who's partying on the 31st? And who's submitting essays? :D</p>
<p>What I dont understand is why the first day of the FAFSA is Jan 1st. My parents are expecting my help and I am not helpful without sleep.</p>
<p>The federal government WOULD have awful timing.</p>
<p>Haha, spoken like a libertarian. Why are your parents expecting your help? Is there a section you need to fill out or something? I'm really ignorant about the Financial Aid side of things. Which isn't good. Because I need money.</p>
<p>Its funny you say that because I AM a libertarian.</p>
<p>And my parents need computer help since theyre doing it online. Let's jsut say that when my dad sends emails on his own, five copies of a blank email get sent to people, one copy with no subject get sent to all, and one complete copy gets sent to 4 of the 5 recipients </p>
<p>you think i'm extaggerating? it happened. true story.</p>
<p>Haha, sweet. Lol, my parents are both software programmers. Otherwise, I'd have taken down the firewall by now. It's disgusting.</p>
<p>this application makes me want to punch MYSELF</p>
<p>Don't do that. Punch...oh, I dunno, a Republican. Bill O'Reilly, maybe. Can't stand that ****er.</p>
<p>lol, yeah, this is the BEST christmas ever....</p>
<p>I celebrate Festivus. Look it up. It's hilarious.</p>
<p>hey, using the college application work excuse got me away from the dinner table with my less than pleasant relatives: "What are you WEARING?' 'You need a haircut' etc etc.</p>
<p>However, instead of working on this like I should, I spend a good two hours playing Scrabble on Nintendo DS. I think this cements my coolness.</p>
<p>I'm playing Little Fighter 2:) We're all nerds here. No need to be ashamed. Who asked what you were wearing?</p>
<p>my grandma. apparently if it isnt a wool sweater with animals on it, its not up to christmas dinner standards.</p>
<p>Hahaha, did she knit you a sweater with animals, or something?</p>
<p>no. but i thought all grandmas like sweaters with animals. and word searches.</p>
<p>ah. i wouldn't know. mine's in india. and don't be hatin' on word searches, foo'</p>
<p>my grandma doesnt speak anymore. she doesnt know my name either. or anyone elses. or her own.</p>
<p>and my other one loves smoking and telling me that mashed potatoes are fattening.</p>
<p>my grandma get me confused with my sister. and my aunts. and her sisters. and on a bad day, my uncles.</p>
<p>she can,however, keep the plots of 5 different soap operas straight. It's actually kind of impressive.</p>
<p>Hahaha, that's awesome. I volunteer at a Nursing Home, and there's this guy who apparently can't see very well. So every time I walk by, he goes "Boy, I'd like to take YOU home!" It's great.</p>
<p>when i volunteered at a nursing home, they sang me a song in the dining room about some girl name Kate. Because my name's Katelynn. It made my month.</p>