Don't Call Me Unkind

And they all look just the same

Sat, 19 Aug 2006 05:19:17 GMT

Gaaahhhhhhhhhhhasdbasjkdf

Today I worked from 1-6. I get home at 630, start making dinner, and check my email around 7. There I find waiting for me an email from housing telling me I had to be out of 780 by 9pm and into Dav A by the same time. So I drop everything, Katie and Dave come over, we pack alllllll of my shit up into this huge wheelbarrowy thing, annnnnnd the elevator breaks right then. So we walk to Kang's to get Salvia for them, come back and the elevator's still out. What a fuckin waste. So all my shits packed up and chillin in 780. I have to go back tomorrow morning and move it out. I'm at Dougie's now, and I think I've eaten too much Domino's.

My apartment in Dav A is fucking sweet. Its so beautiful I don't have words. Huge full kitchen and bar, two bathrooms, a salon table and three massive bedrooms. Awesome view of the city. I put in a work order to have my bed bunked, I'm so excited. I thought having a floor level bed would be better but as it turns out it was mad anti-climatic. So I want my shit lofted.

Zomg I saw Crystal today.. she lives in Dav A too and she moved in yesterday. I went to visit her tonight and found her flyin around the place with Janie (mullet-Asian next door in Loftman). How awkward but I loved every minute of it.

Work again til 1 tomorrow then late night housewarming party at my new place. If you read this you can come.

PUT ANOTHA SHRIMP ON THE BARBIE

Thu, 10 Aug 2006 23:49:35 GMT

So last night was hilarious
Nikki and I picked up two Aussies in a parking lot (ripe old age of 21) at 115 am after work
They had pocketsful of alcohols and nowhere to go for the night
Obviously we stepped in to be of assistance
They were beautiful, beautiful men (rugby & football)
Partied with Jesse til the sun came up (not kidding at all)
Then brought the boy home
Sent them off to Ruggles right before class and my final exam
Jesse didn't kick the door down Van Damme style whilst reeking of alcohol like he said he would (slight disappointment)
Overall it was probably the best night I've had since late April

And now all of a sudden I have to check allll of my luggage because fuckin extremists wanna

Normally I don't like doing this but I cannot help it.

The Facts:
1- The people we fight in the "War on Terror" do not have a country, a race, or a government
2- They do not play by the rules
3- They're very busy pissing people off and plotting to impose their way of life on us by any means necessary, even if it causes countless deaths on THEIR side

This sounds alarmingly similar to the United States, does it not? We have a country, but Americans come in all different races, shapes, sizes, languages and religions (if any)
We manipulate the rules to our benefit
We're some of the most hated people in the world and loooove to impose ourselves on others even if it means the lives of our own young men

The deal with Americans is they can be anyone at all-- you never know, looking at a crowd of people, just who in there might be an American. Even in America. In any given crowd with a mix of Americans and foreigners, it would be impossible to distinguish who was who (unless of course you asked them to speak.. Its very easy to spot an American based on speech alone)
Does this not sound exactly like these "terrorists" we are fighting?

In a way, are we fighting our mirror image? If so I'm pretty sure it never comes to a conclusion.
Because we're fighting against people with the same goal as we have- to impose a way of life on others, no?
They want us to die because they think we're an embarassment to humanity (debatable), we want them dead because they resist our attemps to bend them to the wills of globalization and the Corporate West.
How can you condemn and condone what we're doing all in the same breath?
There is no way one of us is right and one of us is wrong, we're either both right or both wrong..

This thought is terrifying and would be far better developed if I had gotten more tha 3 hours of sleep last night.
Maybe later it'll be better developed.

Ugh I have to pack my shit into big red and prepare for the journey tomorrow.
On a final note, a quote from The George:

"The flight continues, a little later on, towards the end, we hear, 'The captain has turned on the fasten seatbelt sign.' Well, who gives a shit who turned it on? What does that have to do with anything? It's on, isn't it? And who made this man a captain, might I ask? Did I sleep through some sort of armed forces swearing-in ceremony or something? Captain?? He's a fucking pilot and let him be happy with that. If those sight-seeing announcements are any mark of his intellect, he's lucky to be working at all. Tell the captain, Air Marshall Carlin says go fuck yourself!"

My icon finally makes sense

Wed, 09 Aug 2006 05:42:13 GMT

Wee!

Today... eh. Went to class this morning only because I had to take a quiz, then zoned out for the next hour and a half because my gimp ass wrist can't take notes. Thanks J.P. Licks. Bastards. At least they support my body mod habit.
Speaking of, got my tragus pierced today.
http://community.webshots.com/photo/550780373/2736460960089923080wontww#
I guess livejournal is being a sack of nuts and won't let me just post the picture, so if you're really all that interested you can click the link.
Point is, I really like it, it did not hurt a single bit at all, although now its slightly uncomfortable to smile on that side. Definitely on the same scale as my nose ring pain, which = virtually non-exitsent.
After that I met up with Dougie and his mom and grandma and Eric and we ate cheese fries and almost fell asleep on Newbury.
Ugh this is where it starts sucking. I forgot my "uniform" so I had to buy this black shirt from Walgreens with a clover on it. Then, as I walked into work I realized I had no sneakers, so I had to buy new ones at Urban. Red chucks.. It was them or the pink&brown checks Vans. The chucks one cause they were cheaper but I still want the others. Bottom line is I spent a million bucks today (bad) esp since I don't have milk.
But I have new shoes.
And a new piercing.
They always told me it was the little things in life that are important.

I'm going to make a list called "Things That Don't Make Sense", and I have this dream to make it a power list thats like a million things long. Every once in a while when I find something that doesn't make sense I'll add it.
Here it goes.

Things That Don't Make Sense!
1.) Boys
2.) Why J.P. Licks is open til midnight but NO OTHER PLACE IN BOSTON IS. (exceptions- store 24, Walgreens on Boylston, and Cappy's is open til 2).
3.) Grottos
4.) That string draped across the lampposts on the Long Beach boardwalk.
5.) Why sometimes remotes stop working for no reason but then blink redly at you for ages as if you're supposed to know what to do about it.

More I guess when I'm feeling more confused and a little less tired.

Don't ever let them see you cry.

Mon, 07 Aug 2006 16:18:04 GMT

Douchebags left, right and center today.

I just wanna take the damn day off but I can't cause Dougie's parents are coming and crap. This sucks.
So does the carpal tunnel?!?!?! WTF yo, its back to electro-physical therapy. I hate that shit. You don't feel right for days.
But your wrist doesn't hurt.

Also I have to wear the tooliest wrist splint ever created. It has zero sex appeal. And it was made in Mexico.

Typing sucks, so I'm off to see the doctors.

Sun, 06 Aug 2006 04:25:39 GMT

Okay so there are a few things I've learned since I've started slaving for J.P. Licks:
1.) There is such a thing as too much ice cream
       Coming from a former pint-a-day addict, I'm not messing around. I eat so much ice cream that I get horrible lactose induced stomach aches (day shift) and/or crazy twisted nightmares (night shift). There is one exception however, and that is Banana Dulce. There is and never will be too much of it. Give me all the stomach aches and nightmares in the world, I care not, I want my Banana Dulce (pint count today only: 2)

2.) Never order a malted
       Malt mix is curdled milk in powdered form. Please don't say I didn't warn you.

3.) Ice cream is dangerous
       My right wrist is splinted and my elbow is bruised. In addition to breaking my left wrist on air, I have sprained my right wrist on ice cream.

4.) I don't care what the flavor is, it never smells good 8 hours later
       Soak some handmade whole milk ice cream into your clothes and you'll find you agree.

5.) People suck. Especially those who don't know whats going on.
       However this we already knew.

I've also learned how to make 45968546 different kinds of smoothies, milkshakes (pardon, fruitattas and frappes) and raspberry lime rickeys. I call sprinkles jimmies and say hahd instead of hard just because I GET TEASED IF I DONT. The peer pressure is unbelievable. Oh I also own and wear frequently a (so I'm told) classy Red Sox hat. I get complimented often. I can make whipped cream and I know how to make sundaes and splits. This will make me indespensible amongst my friends.

Tonight I saw The Night Listener and Scoop.. Both were tremendous but the award for the night actually goes to the preview for The U.S. vs. John Lennon. I'm super pumped. I just watched Declassified: John Lennon on A&E or whoever does that series. I can't wait I'm dying inside it looks so good. Check out the trailer.

Now is the time I pass the fuck out, I have a full night shift tomorrow and a term paper to write (boo).

Check the trailer out, do it.

Thu, 03 Aug 2006 04:27:17 GMT

carpe diem: (sieze the day) -Our deepest fear isnt that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our dark that most frightens us. Theres nothing e n l i g h t e n e d about shrinking so that other people don't feel insecure around you. We're all meant to s h i n e as children do. Its not just in some of us; its in everyone. As we let our own lights shine, we unconsiously give other people the enlightment to do the same. "As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others"

Wed, 02 Aug 2006 21:49:21 GMT

Its an astonishing 110 out today, and I just paid to sit under a heat lamp with my head wrapped in tin foil. But I don't look like white trash anymore (always a plus) so I guess it was worth it.

This week is gonna be weird and lonely, Zea went to Vermont to some camping-cabin thing with her sister. Bet its not 100 million degrees up there, oh no. So I have the place to myself. Hope I don't burn it down or anything.

In other news I've expanded my "diet" to include oatmeal, so if we do a quick recap on the food front that means I'm now on a steady diet of EasyMac, PB&J, soup and oatmeal. I used to eat just regs mac&cheese but its cheaper to do EasyMac, so there. Oh I also have popcorn for special occasions. Ie when I'm sick of everything else.

Something weird happened to my remote and my tv is stuck on VH1. This was okay yesterday when they were marathoning America's Next Top Model (you wanna be on top?) but right now they're doing a special on Vanilla Ice. Sucks the balls, yo.

Oh I also eat a lot of ice cream at J.P. Licks, which sounds like it may specialize in blow jobs but actually we hand-make gourmet ice cream. Yesterday a guy found a fingernail in his double scoop chocolate wafer cone. I didn't take his order, nor was it my fingernail, but we had to empty out the whole 8 gallon ice cream tub (gross). I also didn't catch what flavor it was either. According to the shift supervisor it was a little bit of plastic and not a fingernail, but the customer is always right I guess. I just feel like someone would notice if while they were mixing up some ice cream and ther fingernail popped off. But I guess you're not of a powerful intellect if you're job is to mix ice cream. Then again, who am I to judge? I make milkshakes to pay the bills.

I guess I'm gonna go do some research for Team Green and then work on my papers a bit and type up a survey that I should have done yesterday and call Adam again to see if he wants to play.
On a parting note, who approved Flavor of Love Season 2? Find them and shoot them.

Tue, 01 Aug 2006 18:05:51 GMT

iron like a lion in zion

Tue, 25 Jul 2006 03:01:42 GMT

"They say if you smile when you think of someone who has left you, you really loved them."

Good quote I guess. I like when the thought of someone random pops into my head and I smile without realizing it.

If I had to make a list of things I am sick of, my mattress would be up there as a definite number one. Its one of those shitty mattresses that makes the whomp sound when you sit IN it.. I say in because you literally fall right down to the box spring. In addition to ten dollar network cables, decent mattresses are another thing Northeastern can't throw me, even at the exhorbitant price I pay them. Thanks guys. Redesign White Hall for the gimps and destroy the gazebo to make way for yet another tribute to weird and overpriced art or even build a new building to house 1,200 more students but by all means don't take care of my personal needs. No worries at all. My chiropractor will bill you.

Starbucks and AMC both called me for interviews today, but they said no facial piercings so I told them to fuck off.

I have been trying to rationalize a thought in my head. While studying my ice cream flow charts (they do have these.. way to suck the fun out of comfort foods), I found the following mathematical impossibility.
1 scoop (small) = 5 oz
2 scoops (medium) = 8 oz
3 scoops (large) = 11 oz
How is this at all possible? Shouldn't two scoops be 10oz just because two is twice one? Any and all help is appreciated.

"Pooooope the floor is not a hamper." (Family Guy is on)

So sometime soon I'm climbing into White Hall to investigate what all the red nonsense in 501 is all about. And because it'd only be the coolest thing ever to tramp around in there at 4am.

We are out of wine and I am almost out of sleeping pillz and neither is very good. But I just rented Middlesex (again) and Kill Two Birds and Get Stoned from the library, so cue reading til my eyeballs fall out.

I guess I'll go study some more ice cream or corrupt the freshman here for orientation or something along those lines.

Mon, 24 Jul 2006 05:26:06 GMT

Ohhhh who works at J.P. Licks?

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh

Mothman?

Sun, 23 Jul 2006 05:57:20 GMT

My behavior is unacceptable
I am watching A Very Brady Marathon on TVLand
It is almost 2 in the morning
Very bad form.

I have no food at all (sad) and 20 dollars left
Tomorrow I'm gonna go job hunting (again) but this time I'm gonna hit Newbury and hopefully Steve's Greek Cafe will hire me on the spot like they did for Zea
Who didn't even take the job
(jealous)

My roots are AWFUL I don't care how in debt I am on Monday I'm getting them done and I'm going to charge it and I'm going to feel good about it.
I will NOT look like white trash for another week.

FIN.

Amen to that

Mon, 17 Jul 2006 20:16:04 GMT

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Sat, 15 Jul 2006 19:01:04 GMT

01. If you were given the opportunity to have bigger boobs for a day, would you go for it?
Eh. Maybe.

02. What was the last book you read?
The Tatooed Girl by Joyce Carol Oates

03. What do you call your mum?
Ma

04. Do you ever get rude comments on your xanga or myspace?
No, people like me.

05. Have you ever been seriously scared you were going to die?
Yeah when they thought I might have gotten AIDS from this kid Brett in sixth grade.

06. What season were you born in?
Summer.
.

07. Do you like to be in the water?
Depends
.

08. What kind of stuff do you dream about?
Last night I dreamed about a cemetary for school buses and time travel to the 80's and a forest and Italy.

09. Have you ever dreamt you were naked in public?
Yep
.

010. When was the last time you felt really embarrassed?
Errrr I don't think I'm about to talk about it.

011. What do you think about hair extensions?
Cool if you're a whore.

012. Do you think Lindsay Lohan is a bitch?
How should I know.

013. Do you think the Waynes brothers are hilarious?
They were.

014. Can either of your parents play an instrument?
Yep, my father is quite musically inclined.

015. Do you have a little brother?
I killed him.

016. Do you know any twins or triplets?
Yep.

017. What is your favourite boys name?
Andrew? I guess.

018. If you could go anywhere right now, where would it be and why?
Home.

019. Did you know that a Finnish heavy metal band called Lordi won the Eurovision song contest?
I thought that was pretty much common knowledge?

020. Have you even heard of the Eurovision song contest?
Sure, sure

021. Do you like fairytales?
Yup, especially the sick twisted ones the Grimms wrote
.

022. What colour is the sky right now?
Is it ever anything other than blue?

023. Are your fingernails painted or natural?
Blood red.

024. Do you cut your toenails?
Of course.

025. Do you ever get smelly feet?
Occasionally but not often.

026. Do you think Borders is a great bookstore?
Fuck that I use the libraries.

027. If money was no object would you ever get plastic surgery?
No fuck that.

028. What do you think about permanent make up?
Michael Jackson.

029. Would you ever get a tattoo?
Have one, goin for two

030. Do you think nose piercings look hot?
Mine does.. It was the piercing I was born to have.

031. Do you think it is wrong to smoke around pregnant women and babies?
Duh.

032. Would you ever like to visit Ireland?
Sure why not. I hear they have more variations on the color green than anywhere else on earth.

033. When does summer begin for you?
April 20.

034. Are you a movie buff?
I'm pretty good, but I'm no Dana or Adam. Getting there though.

035. Do you think that bands like Panic! At The Disco suck?
No, but Fallout Boy does.

036. Dont you just hate ignorance?
It kills me.

037. Would you rather be able to rap or sing opera/classically?
I would love. To rock. At freestyling.

038. If you could be transported to 1940s England or 1790s France, what would you choose?
Fuck France.

039. Have you ever watched Dr. Who?
What the fuck..

040. Have you ever seen a ghost?
That matter's up for debate.

041. Do you find the idea of space scary?
Yes but in a thrilling way
.

042. Do you honestly believe that God created the world in seven days?
Do you honestly believe that suddenly everything exploded out of nothing? Anything's possible.

043. Can you believe that some sick bastards could bring themselves to eat horses?
Its actually not that uncommon.

044. Do you live in the middle of nowhere?
Sure if Boston's the middle of nowhere.

045. What have you eaten today?
Captain Crunch.
.

046. Do you watch Family Guy?
Religiously.

047. Is it warm outside?
Like the fires of hell

048. Do you find puppies, although cute, a little too excitable?
I hate dogs.

049. When was the last time you saw your grandparents?
I saw my grandparents around Mother's Day, and the last time I saw my nanny was psh probably before she moved out? In like.. March? February?

050. Could this survey have been more random?
It was pretty lame..

Wed, 12 Jul 2006 17:08:41 GMT

SHES HERE

Fight off your demons

Tue, 11 Jul 2006 16:24:33 GMT

Yesterday was good I guess, Drugs and Soc was interesting and I grinned like a mad loon through Violence (so inappropriate) cause Jesse was high and so it was amusing but my teacher didn't think so I am sure. Gunshots in Roxbury, love the ghetto more and more everyday. Party in Allston, good times with fun people.. I think some got my number (scary), we'll see how that turns out.

Today its too hot to live and breathe and so I'm considering not going to Violence at all but then again it would negate my very existence and so I'll probably end up wandering over even if I am only in puddle form when I arrive. Then I don't know, I miss Adam and maybe I'll go to Revere. But I have mad shit to do so who knows.

5 YEARS AG0.....
How old were you?: 14
Where did you go to school?: Er.. It was summer, in the fall I started LBHS.
Where did you work?: Unemployed, like a champ
Where did you live?: Long Beach
Where did you hang out?: KARA GUMIELA DAHHHH and also with my cousin, I was the new kid and had no friends.
How was your hair style: Dunno probably awful.
Did you wear braces?: Hell no.
Did you wear glasses?: Contacts
Who was your best friend?: Elizabeth Ann Podwojski
Who was your regular-person crush?: Mmm Joe.
How many tattoos did you have?: None yet
How many piercings did you have?: 2 in each ear
What car did you drive?: The trusty bike
What was your favorite band/group: Good question.. Green Day or Blink if I remember correctly
What was your worst fear?: Not making friends
Had you smoked a cigarette yet?: No
Had you gotten drunk or high yet?: No
Had you driven yet?: No
Had you been to a real party yet?: Not a get crunk party
Had your heart broken?: Not at that point

JULY 2006
How old are you?: 19
What grade are you in?: Soph in the college.
Where do you go to school?: Northeastern University
Where do you work?: H&M?
Where do you live?: ROXBURY CROSSING, HOLLA
Where do you hang out?: Here, there and everywhere in between
How is your hair style?: Blonde and.. I dunno.
Do you have braces?: Never
Do you wear glasses?: Not usually
Still talk to any of your old friends?: Everyday
Who is your celebrity crush?: Angelina
Who is your regular-person crush?: No one, I am asexual.
How many piercings do you have?: Sev.
How many tattoos?: One.
What kind of car do you have?: Saturn
What is your favorite singer/band/group?: Mmmm Jack Johnson, TBS, BRAND NEW BABY
What is your biggest fear?: At the mo? Losing my scholarship
Have you been to a real party?: Just last night in fact
Has your heart been broken?: Ugh so recently.

Questions

l a s t:
1. friend you saw: Kait
2. Talked to on the phone: Kimmi
3. Text: Kiki
4. Messaged over myspace: Myspace is for homos.

t o d a y
1. Wearing: Clothes?
2. Better than yesterday?: The days are all the same.

t o m o r r o w
1. Is: Humpday
2. Got any plans: Going to see Dizzy at Dougies.
3. Dislikes about tomorrow: School

f a v o r i t e
1. Number: 7
2. Color: Green
3. Season: Fall

c u r r e n t l y
1.Missing someone: My LB homies.
2. Mood: Bored?
3. Wanting: Food or something.

My weekend.

Sun, 09 Jul 2006 04:27:59 GMT

Legos, building blocks, tennis balls, high heels, cats, overeating, chocolate fondue, fat dudes, car accident, crazy men, pain killers and sleeping pills, connecticut, heroin, blonde over golden, red line, dead battery.

Fri, 07 Jul 2006 18:08:51 GMT

i hate everyone.

that about says it all.

Thu, 06 Jul 2006 01:29:26 GMT

my head hurts
i miss lucy and dolly, i hate sleeping alone
kiki's learning to drive and that's scary
jimmy's still dead
but boston looks very peaceful from my window
maybe tomorrow i'll watch the sunrise-

Sun, 18 Jun 2006 15:45:56 GMT

"I came to work in an $80,000 Mercedes and I'm going home in a prop car from The Fast and the Furious. I just don't see it happening, Lloyd, I just don't see it."

Wed, 31 May 2006 13:12:39 GMT

i really am lost for words and have no idea why im writing in this thing.

Fri, 26 May 2006 15:20:07 GMT

Alright I know I said I was deleting this shit but I gotta say I need to share the events of the last few days.

So yesterday I arrived in Philadelphia. I haven't been here in nearly ten years so I'm all excited and crap. Dad and I go to the Eastern State Penitentiary, it was the first penitentiary in the States (maybe the world too? don't remember), it was badass, and completely 100% solitary confinement. Just listening to them like describe it and looking at the dank cells made me feel all claustrophobic and nauseas. Also, the audio tour was given by Steve Buscemi, which I think might be the most random thing in the whole world. However now that I think about it I might have gone on another audio tour by him. I don't remember, maybe it was the Dallas Book Depository where Kennedy was shot. Anyway.

After we left hell I became a walking disaster, I have no idea what happened. It might have had something to do with the 5 oozy chocolate brownies they gave me at the Hilton. Or maybe I'm just returning to my normal self. In any event we went to dinner at this place that George Washington and John Adams and that whole crew used to eat at. For shits and giggles there are no electric lights in the whole damn place and the wait staff dresses in 18th century clothes. All the recipes and dinnerware etc are replicas from the time period and so on. So we sit at this rickety little table and due to some design flaw the chair legs were wider than the table, so here's me trying to move in- BANG- stone goblets go flying, luckily they were empty, and ugh. Ooops. So then they bring out some bread that some or other famous 18th century person liked, but the butter was practically frozen, so here's me being brilliant and using a candle to soften the butter.. did anyone know butter was flammable? Cause it is. So plop goes my blue-flaming butter into my goblet of water. No one would really have noticed if I hadn't been shrieking, I was afraid I was gonna burn down this old restaurant.. haha I'm laughing now just thinking about it.

Shoooow me tomato salad! As we all know I've lately developed a bothersome allergy to tomatoes but I eat them as I please anyway. Well. There were four massive tomato slices with onion and vinegar and scallions and wonderfulness and I ate the whole damn plateful I was so into them. On comes the itching and suddenly my stomach's not at all pleased with my choice of brownies, tomatoes and onions, then my nose swells... and here comes the main course. I got Martha Washington's turkey pot pie, not so sure what makes it hers, but anyway.. it was pretty good but then the next thing I know I'm flying to the candle-lit bathroom to puke up everything (pleasant). And then I accidentally kicked off the top of the toilet. Like it just came flying off and I sort of just placed it back on top of the toilet and sidled out.. Meanwhile my cell phone rang like 8 times on the table and Dad couldn't figure out how to make it stop, so the customers were pissed cause of the ruined "ambiance" or whatev.. hahahaha. We left after that since clearly bringing me out in public's a bad idea. Also that chick from Charmed was at this restaurant. Took a bath back at the hotel room and escaped with third degree burns because hotels don't understand cold water I guess. All the while my dad's horrified that his daughter's a mutant but I'm just laughing the whole time cause I found it all hilarious.
I went to breakfast by myself this morning and dropped a plateful of toaster tongs onto the floor like a big asshole, not really sure why I was holding them in the first place but then again there you have it. I'm sort of just laughing at myself now waiting for the next big adventure.

I'm so amused with myself I can't even handle it.

Fri, 05 May 2006 23:17:32 GMT

I could tell from the minute I woke up that today was going to be a good day.

It was like 80 degrees out and Dougie and me sat outside at Government Center in front of the circus for a few hours pounding Starbucks and watching weird people. Then Meghan and Brandon came and we went to lunch at this bangin Irish place. I got sunburned in my cleave but its all good. I also got that weird burning pattern on my shoulders again but I really don't care, its quite funny actually. Then we went back to our seats on the GC T station and Kd and Dave cammmeeee!

But then we saw the funniest thing ever. Some lady was buzzing by on a motorized wheelchair, and some other lady in a manual wheelchair was holding on to the back, bummin a ride. I didn't want to laugh but it was so goddamn amusing. Also both of them were quite overweight. So funny.

Now we're back at Dougie's chillin and lookin at the beach. Its so nice for one time to have no school, no work, no responsibilities and no worries. Also I have no money but I guess you really truly can never have it all.

Le sigh.

The day is about to get even better.

Thu, 04 May 2006 11:35:40 GMT

Oh. My God.

I got a C- at micro.

Unfrigginbelievable.

Thu, 04 May 2006 02:53:09 GMT

So I guess my first year of college is over.. well actually its been over for like two weeks now. I guess it took a while for it to sink in or something, I dunno.

A lot happened, not going into detail.

I think I'm gonna go reflect or something, writing in this thing is not having the desired effect that I had planned.

We drew our own constellations

Fri, 28 Apr 2006 01:45:53 GMT

My throat hurts and I have a fever.

Two finals tomorrow.

Move out Saturday.
[[very sad]]

Payce out, B-town, you will be missed.