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Wednesday, June 04, 2003

 

It feels oh so good to play hooky from school. I didn't teach Monday or Tuesday. Instead I met up with my boyfriend and some of his friends in Pentwater, MI, a beach town that's currently a ghost town due to the cool weather. We hung out at a bonfire in this weird 40 year old, extemely high man's backyard, walked by the beach, ate a lot of greasy food, and slept on the floor of my minivan. It was quite romantic.

My sister Emily is taking a women's lit summer school class. She knew a week ago that she had to give a presentation on Mrs. Dalloway, and she also knew that I had read it. Being the sneaky little dork that she is, she read about 30 pages of it and has been pumping me for information about the rest. Well, I've been a willing accomplice really.

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