#sophomoooooooooooore

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So finals week

Backstory: My last final was on a thursday, so the boyfriend and I decide we're going to go out to dinner to celebrate. So I go to my final (mind you this is my Japanese final where for unknown reasons last semester everyone decided to stop talking to me and cut me from their friend group) anyways, so we're dining at the lovely Italian place on State St. there's been a lull in the conversation when I happen to glance out the window:

Me: oh hell to the fuck shit no fuck no shit fuck fuck all this

Boyfriend: ????

Me: There goes pretty much my entire Japanese class out to dinner...without me

BF: Do you think they planned it?

Me: Well probably but they clearly didn't bother including me in their plans

BF: ... after we finish here do you want to go head hunting for them?

Me: ...omg yes

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Boyfriend: do you have a one piece skirt?

Me:...??? That's called a dress

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It's always refreshing to note when exes are now dating people less attractive than you (because let's face it, you're fucking gorgeous).

It's like..."sucker, can't do better than me but boy can you do worse..."

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I just went on one hell of a nostalgia trip (because eff yeah procrastinating on studying) and not only briefly revisited neopets, but made a stop at the (now poor and lonely) Dragon Wars board I use to roleplay on. Talk about blast from the past

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LD: That's as party light as they're gonna get

Me (SM): I mean, for a Shakespeare lighting plan, it's pretty party light-esque

LD: rocketh outeth

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Me (to BF): I hope you enjoy your geometric humping

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Boyfriend: *holding a small container of cinnamon* I'll add some spice to your life

*cue hysterical laughter from me*

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So I want to email the Kabuki professor, but my conscience is battling over:

do I refer to him in theatre terms (relaxedly) by a first name

or

do I refer to him as sensei

ahhhhh