Today was my 11th day of this new heavy lifting regiment at the gym. I'm planning to try something new after 21 days.
I rescheduled my guitar class for tomorrow because I had business to attend to ...
So I found a Borders that still had the Prom edition of those Seventeen magazines with jackoffable jailbait Selena Gomez on the cover. Last night, I had to drive to a Barnes & Noble in Burbank just to pick up the one with Ashley Greene on the cover. Today's supposed to be the last day those magazines are on display. And guess what? That Borders was just a cross street away from my LSAT class! Perfect.
The cashier chick looked at the magazine with Selena Gomez on the cover, did a double take at me, kept her composure as she tried not to laugh, and did the transaction.
Vanessa (the chick who was digging my hair that one time) looked embarrassingly futile looking for parking. I was opening the door to my LSAT class when that chick Ginger, whom I've been busting a #3 to, was walking out at the same time. We nearly bumped into each other. She politely smiled. I smiled back. I got a boner.
Brady shared that his score actually plummetted after the 2nd practice test. We then took our 3rd practice test. I'm sure I bombed this one. I went home and caught what I can of Glee and then WWE NXT, a.k.a. The "American Dragon" Bryan "Daniel Bryan" Danielson Show.
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