Slacking in Starbucks even though I'm really supposed to be doing seqs.
I'm really starting to miss having a social life cause lately it's pretty much been all,Studying in Starbucks the whole day.

I miss so many people,Trevor I haven't seen you in forever.
Brandon is having his annoying prelims now
Anna and angie we need a Starbucks date soon
TS MDS day

Tmr am meeting Man Kit to study ah where else but OF SB.
Thinking of the farewell dinner too,a tad dificult to coordinate and get everyone on the same day for dinner plus he's off to London on the 26th,so yes.

Saturday is play day though I can barely wait!
Will pop by for service in the evening to give everyone hugs and squeal about how much I miss them - Anna I WANT MY COMB BACK HAHAHA.

Oops. Got to go,


Khruschev beckons.

A mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, “Mom.” With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:

Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I’ve been finding real passion with John and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it’s not only the passion Mom, I’m pregnant and John said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that’s now one of my dreams too. John taught me that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone and we’ll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we’ll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so John can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don’t worry Mom, I’m 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I’m sure we’ll be back to visit so you can get to know your grand children.

Your daughter, Judith

PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I’m over at the neighbor’s house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that’s in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.