I don't know about you boys, but there are times in life when a girl's hair is a tad silkier and far more dashing than before. When those kind of days are paired with a boosted self confidence -- from none other than a fantabulous pair of jeans, which not only conceals her bodily flaws but also embraces what's not-- there comes another expectation, that those days she is about to stroll on will be lively and full of ectasy.

And there is a day, like today, when a girl finished the last graded examination of her entire MS career, but left, unfortunately, with a bunch of other vocational tasks doomed to be completed. So the girl has decided, instead of posting another of the for-your-entertainment-only entry, she is going home to cook her favorite meals and then to get some decent sleep. Then maybe, maybe, tomorrow, she could tell you her (fried)chicken hunting story and the young lad associated with it.

Until then,
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