...I think I am going to switch to a dance minor instead of the one that I'm not pursuing.
That makes me happy.
That makes sense.
That makes me happy.
There sometimes feels like there is never enough time.
It always feels like options appear to make semi.the.most sense at the last minute and of the most awkward of times.
How wonderful.
That is all.
Oh. The man behind me is sick. Hawking a snotrocket in public is the most attractive thing in the world. I'm asking him on a date in two seconds. man.of.my.dreams.
I'll let you know how it goes.
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Yes.
All best decisions are made that way.
In a "what the hell" kind of way.
Do it. It'll be great and give you a great excuse to dance.
Love you.
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