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[wheres_walnut]

 
Goodbye the last hour of my/several friends lives. At least most of these no longer apply in the rl world/post grad. 
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[fic-kitty.livejournal.com]

HAHAH aww :P This is my new favorite category of meme.

[wheres-walnut.livejournal.com]

:waves hello from portfolio sailboat:

[fic-kitty.livejournal.com]

THE IMAGE I HAVE IN MY HEAD. I cannot stop snorfling.

[gyzym.livejournal.com]

Oh god I THOUGHT YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS ALREADY, I would have linked you weeks ago but I didn't want to be all "OH LOOK NUT A THING YOU TOTALLY KNOW ABOUT ALREADY BECAUSE I AM AN ASSHOLE"

[wheres-walnut.livejournal.com]

lol YOU KNOW HOW STRANGELY OBLIVIOUS/UNINFORMED I AM WHEN IT COMES TO VARIOUS THINGS I live in such a bubble, J THE SURFACE TENSION MAKES IT DIFFICULT TO ESCAPE you have of course, seen aspiring writer/writer leopard, oui?

[gyzym.livejournal.com]

HOURS OF MY LIFE, NUT. I LAUGHED, I CRIED, I CLAWED AT MY COMPUTER SCREEN TRYING TO BE AS ONE WITH THAT MEME AS I FEEL

[wheres-walnut.livejournal.com]

I SUPPOSE THAT IS HOW ONE FEELS WHEN ONE FINDS A COLLECTION OF MACROS PERFECTLY MIRRORING THEIR LIFE EXPERIENCE.

AH, TRUE LOVE AHOHOHO. Night, dudette.

[wheres-walnut.livejournal.com]

OH GOD J SO I SAID OH I AM GOING TO BED NOW BUT I WILL READ ONE MORE CHAPTER OF THIS CRAZY LONG COMMENT STORY:

http://cherrybina.livejournal.com/166960.html#comments

SUDDENLY IT WAS 4 IN THE MORNING BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM. AJSDKFAJSDLKFAJSDKLFAJSDKFLAJSDFKLASJDFLKASJDFLKASJDFAKLSDJFALKSDJFALSKDJFAKLSDJFALSKDFJASDLKFJASDLKF WHY. WHHHHHHHHHHY.

[johanirae.livejournal.com]

OOOOOH I REMEMBER THOSE DAYS *curses stupid school and their a1 size portfolio requirements*

[wheres-walnut.livejournal.com]

FIGHT THE WIND. FIGHT IT OR DIE.

[paperflower86.livejournal.com]

... and then the wind grips you and your portfolio goes flying into the air, headed straight for the nearest channel while you run after it screaming like a crazy person. Why do I live in a city with so much water everywhere ;____;

[wheres-walnut.livejournal.com]

.................................................................... why do I remember this happening to you. I feel like...... either you told me this story... or I read it... please tell me this actually happened and I am not going out of my mind.

I had a sketchbook on a huge pile of books in my arms with a masonite painting, a backpack on and a glass palette all at once. Since the sketchbook had my mom's credit card information in it (I was going home to burn that page) GUESS WHAT BLEW INTO THE RIVER.

[paperflower86.livejournal.com]

I think I told you about it... or was it that other story of how I accidentally left my portfolio at the bakery because I was so distracted by cake and then forgot about it and nearly had a nervous brakdown? I can't really remember, I do so much stupid stuff all the time. I should not be allowed outside really D:

[wheres-walnut.livejournal.com]

lol, no I haven't heard the cake one yet. Wow. It may be ill advised but it's also HIGHLY ADORABLE.