| Waffles and Green Tea |
[Mar. 22nd, 2006|02:24 pm] |
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| | Restless | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Van Halen | ] |
It's some day towards the middle of the week...oh it says right there. It's the 22nd. Yes.
For some reason I feel like my life is getting back in order even though it's probably not.
This weekend should be fun fun fun.
I love the feeling you get when everything is in shambles and you only have a few short moments to fix EVERYTHING. I thrive off this feeling.
Missing high school lately. I haven't seen so many people in so long. Summer can't come soon enough.
Everything was different in high school....sometimes I wish I could go back for a year. |
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| Shut the fuck up before you get cut the fuck up...bitch. |
[Feb. 28th, 2006|05:47 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | sum 41 | ] |
Today is..well i'm not sure. Probably Tuesday..that's what people have been telling me. Today was another boring day...the weekend can't come soon enough.
Ashley Simpson...nobody likes her. I think nobody likes her just because society has deemed her "pure evil". I however am not ashamed to admit I am a huge fan of her and her music. Despite the nasty, threatening comments I may receieve I know deep down in your heart you love her too. Don't lie.. |
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| Well look at me.. |
[Feb. 27th, 2006|02:30 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | the rocky theme | ] |
Hmm..livejournal. Sounds like fun let me try..
Today was a boring day. I woke up and ate and slept. Oh that's not any good...umm.
I had a crazy time last night. Since nothing good happened today I'll go over last night. There was a small (haha) get together with sigma nu and delta phi epsilon. They are my favorite bunch of party animals when they aren't trying to shave me. Beer pong was slow and I really don't like playing at the house we were at. It's like in the basesment/dungeon and you get cut off from the rest of the party. Luckily there was an opening in the flip cup game that could only be filled by a sexy Pooch..oh that's me. That was a great great time filled with yelling and tears and blood and sweat. I don't know if we won or not. I don't think anybody really knows/cared. After a few beers I was in a good mood. I proceeded to make many many new "best friends". I'd like to take this chance to apologize to sparky/scott for all the hugs and hearty handshakes. I danced the night away. If you can call it that. I always like myself better when I'm drunk it really let's me open up and dance my heart out. Note that the ONLY time you will see me dance is when I'm drunk..so I suggest you buy me a drink asap. Hmm...dan told me to go into the kitchen and of course I did. He gave me a shot glass and told me to shut my trap (who says that anymore?) when I asked what was in it. It went down way too smooth. After that it's kinda hazy but I remember downing half a bottle of strawberry syrup. Well..the syrups the last thing I remember. I think I got a ride back to campus because I don't remember walking and probably couldn't if I wanted to. Well that was my night..and a good night it was.
Today sucked. I did nothing until dinner and then nothing until midnight..when I did my laundry. Doesn't everybody do their laundry at midnight? I got a nice little surprise..the only good thing all day. I was reading my book and Savannah walks into the laundry room. I haven't talked to her in a few weeks so it was a nice to see her again. We talked for about an hour about school and wanting to shave me. I made fun of her for living in Colorado and that was about it.
I made the mistake of well...fucking up my schedule. I stay up till 6 in the morning and sleep till god knows when. It's 2:30 now and I'm going to start my essay at 6, go to breakfast at 8, and go to class at 10. Sounds good to me. Is this good enough for a first entry? I'm bored so maybe I'll say some more.
What else what else. I don't want to talk abou the bliss that is this weekend because I'll have nothing to write about the rest of the week. So let's leave it at this. |
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