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the meeting


sandra had a seizure while i was high at a meeting. 

i don't even remember much of what went on during the meeting 

besides jay-z and beyonce. 

and after the meeting i went to robert's. 

he helped me with math, 

put his arms around me, 

and told me it'd be 20$ for his help.

i was still pretty high at that point, 

i'm not sure if anyone could tell but no one noticed so... 

when i made it back to my dorm everyone was asleep. 

and the next day, sandra told me what happened and robert made it 30$. 

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