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Hello!
I'm Amanda from Columbia, SC.
21 years old.
This is my April 5, 2008.
I go home to Sumter, SC for the day to see my dad and then come back to Columbia to hang out with my sister.
67 pictures
Good morning! I know I don't look happy, but I am, because it's finally the weekend!
I can't believe I slept in this late! I went to bed around midnight! I guess it's because I'm always so exhausted from working and school during the week. But it's weird...I end up getting too much sleep and feel crappy and tired all day anyway. Tsk tsk.
Inspect my magnificent bedhead. Normally it just ends up squashed very flat against my head. I must have had some intense dreams last night.
Blurrily take a shower. I still look nasty and puffy eyed.
Get on my computra to check the weather. My apartment has no windows to the outside world, so I never know what's going on. Huge bonus points if you know who's on my desktop.
MORE RAIN. I hate rainy weather.
Brush my teeth, looking much more civilized and awake.
Take care of my beauty regimen. I never wear makeup.
Get dressed and go upstairs to see if I look all right. There was a full length mirror already in the place when we moved in two years ago so I never brought mine from home.
On the way up I suddenly hear the rain. It sounds like a monsoon.
Well, I do look all right, anyway.
Literally trip back downstairs. I have a sad history with stairs. I've sprained my ankles three times from falling down them. That strip of tape on the wall is covering a roach. My roommates and I prefer to starve/suffocate roaches rather than humanely squish them in one go. That guy has been there for a long time.
Sit on my bed for a minute and contemplate how I'll transport my laundry outside to my car without it getting soaked. I fail to come up with a solution and decide to just risk it. I look scarily like my mom in this picture.
Put in some earrings. My boss kindly told me that I needed to wear jewelry since my hair was so short and so much of my face and neck were exposed. I must say I agree with her.
My earrings
Put on some lip gloss and take an unintentional Myspace photo.
Gather up my dirty clothes. They stay in a pile on the floor, while my clean clothes stays in my laundry basket. I'm lazy.
Check my list one more time to make sure I have everything. Now I don't remember what "clothes?" is. Surely I wasn't talking about my dirty clothes since I always wash it every weekend. Weird.
In digging around my enormous old lady purse for my keys, I bend my movie pass and am heartbroken. I have a weird thing about bending paper. That movie turned out to be pretty good, although it was incredibly dirty and had too many penis shots in it. :/
Am on my way out the door when I realize I have on no shoes. These are my favorites. Ignore my leperous foot. I get bad heat rash in the spring and summer. :'(
Pack a nutritious breakfast for the road.
Bid an idiotic looking Harry goodbye and tell him to keep it down while I'm gone. The neighbors might complain.
Grab the rent check from the back of the door. It was technically due five days ago. Oops.
The creepy halls of my apartment building. I swear this is the most ghetto place I've ever lived in, but you wouldn't think so when they pretentiously call themselves "The Lofts at USC." Huh.
Check my mail on the way out, pleased to see that the rain has let up for now. I receive this thing and promptly throw it in the backseat. It's hosted by the President of the university, and since I work for him and see him every day, I have no desire to see him outside of work.
As I sit and contemplate Life, it starts pouring again.
Time check as I leave for home. This radio station is my favorite ever because they play indie stuff and have almost no commercials.
Here's the cheapest gas in Columbia, SC. It's strange too because normally this station is one of the highest, being smack in the middle of downtown.
Drive through Five Points, which is where all the bars and college-y restaurants are.
Forty minutes later I arrive at home. No pictures on the way because it was pouring and people in South Carolina can't drive.
Rush inside, dump all my crap on the kitchen floor, and greet the love of my life, Kitty. I coo at her for a long time.
I change into some house shoes since it's always freezing at home.
Time check.
Turn on ye olde computra and wait seven years for it to boot up. I have to look up a recipe to make something for my sister's get together tonight. I decided to bring something since every time she invites me over, I just eat her food.
My dad lumbers in as I research. He slept in later than I did...retirement makes him lazy, I suppose. As he's had no coffee or a shower yet, he can only mumble incoherently as he tries to ask me stuff about student loans. I tell him to go away and take a shower, which he does.
Twenty minutes later my dad is ready and Puckle starts mewing like a baby because she knows we're about to leave. Puckle is just one of Kitty's many nicknames.
The recipe I'm attempting to make. I've never made anything from scratch before so I'm incredibly nervous.
We arrive at the commisary on base. It starts raining hard again. All the elderly people clog up the entrance since they melt if they get wet.
I get my favorite candy at the checkout line but I am not allowed to eat it until we get home. I'm a messy eater. This comes into play later.
Throw my first load of laundry in. And no, I don't separate my whites and darks.
Hunt around until I find NuNu. Pester her for awhile until she runs away.
It finally quits raining! Now if only the sun would come out. I would never survive in England.
I'm Amanda Long, and I approve this weather. Oh man, that was so corny.
Those sugar wafers were a long time ago and my dad never ate lunch, so we decide to make spaghetti, because that's always what we end up eating.
I cook with a very sober expresssion.
Battle it out with the Bertolli and eventually win without the help of a grippy openy thing or my dad.
Yay, it's done! I add some random spices to it because it's a bit too sweet and feel like a truly accomplished cook. Ha.
Put an old sleep shirt on because of the whole messy eater thing.
Time check after lunch/dinner.
Begin studying for my social psych test on Monday. I have about 150 pages to go through.
Ugh, still have 2 more chapters.
Bother my dad for awhile as he attempts to catalog his pictures on the computer, and then I get ready to leave.
I swear. The rednecks in this town...
Attempt to take a picture of the super dense fog but fail utterly. And yes, it has started raining AGAIN.
Time check when I get back.
Put away my groceries.
My ingredients.
The hardest part was cutting the tortillas so they would fit into the cupcake things.
Chat with my friend Aidan for awhile. He wanted me to play Super Smash Bros. with him but unfortunately, duty calls.
The finished product! They actually turned out to be really good.
Time check. My antojitos are in the foil covered tray.
I drop the antojitos off and hang out for about 45 minutes. No pictures since I only knew my sister and brother-in-law. After that I head to my ex's apartment to give him some Korean leftovers. We're both half-Korean and while my mom gives me food all the time, he hardly ever gets any so I make an effort to get him his fix. I naturally get stopped by a train.
Time check while I wait for the train. I'm very tired.
His apartment building. No pictures since you know, he's my ex and all.
I only stay for a few minutes before heading back home and playing a stupid game online and talking to Aidan again. This is the time when I decide to go to sleep.
Good night! My under eye circles are especially prominent. :(
I'm Amanda from Columbia, SC.
21 years old.
This is my April 5, 2008.
I go home to Sumter, SC for the day to see my dad and then come back to Columbia to hang out with my sister.
67 pictures
Good morning! I know I don't look happy, but I am, because it's finally the weekend!
I can't believe I slept in this late! I went to bed around midnight! I guess it's because I'm always so exhausted from working and school during the week. But it's weird...I end up getting too much sleep and feel crappy and tired all day anyway. Tsk tsk.
Inspect my magnificent bedhead. Normally it just ends up squashed very flat against my head. I must have had some intense dreams last night.
Blurrily take a shower. I still look nasty and puffy eyed.
Get on my computra to check the weather. My apartment has no windows to the outside world, so I never know what's going on. Huge bonus points if you know who's on my desktop.
MORE RAIN. I hate rainy weather.
Brush my teeth, looking much more civilized and awake.
Take care of my beauty regimen. I never wear makeup.
Get dressed and go upstairs to see if I look all right. There was a full length mirror already in the place when we moved in two years ago so I never brought mine from home.
On the way up I suddenly hear the rain. It sounds like a monsoon.
Well, I do look all right, anyway.
Literally trip back downstairs. I have a sad history with stairs. I've sprained my ankles three times from falling down them. That strip of tape on the wall is covering a roach. My roommates and I prefer to starve/suffocate roaches rather than humanely squish them in one go. That guy has been there for a long time.
Sit on my bed for a minute and contemplate how I'll transport my laundry outside to my car without it getting soaked. I fail to come up with a solution and decide to just risk it. I look scarily like my mom in this picture.
Put in some earrings. My boss kindly told me that I needed to wear jewelry since my hair was so short and so much of my face and neck were exposed. I must say I agree with her.
My earrings
Put on some lip gloss and take an unintentional Myspace photo.
Gather up my dirty clothes. They stay in a pile on the floor, while my clean clothes stays in my laundry basket. I'm lazy.
Check my list one more time to make sure I have everything. Now I don't remember what "clothes?" is. Surely I wasn't talking about my dirty clothes since I always wash it every weekend. Weird.
In digging around my enormous old lady purse for my keys, I bend my movie pass and am heartbroken. I have a weird thing about bending paper. That movie turned out to be pretty good, although it was incredibly dirty and had too many penis shots in it. :/
Am on my way out the door when I realize I have on no shoes. These are my favorites. Ignore my leperous foot. I get bad heat rash in the spring and summer. :'(
Pack a nutritious breakfast for the road.
Bid an idiotic looking Harry goodbye and tell him to keep it down while I'm gone. The neighbors might complain.
Grab the rent check from the back of the door. It was technically due five days ago. Oops.
The creepy halls of my apartment building. I swear this is the most ghetto place I've ever lived in, but you wouldn't think so when they pretentiously call themselves "The Lofts at USC." Huh.
Check my mail on the way out, pleased to see that the rain has let up for now. I receive this thing and promptly throw it in the backseat. It's hosted by the President of the university, and since I work for him and see him every day, I have no desire to see him outside of work.
As I sit and contemplate Life, it starts pouring again.
Time check as I leave for home. This radio station is my favorite ever because they play indie stuff and have almost no commercials.
Here's the cheapest gas in Columbia, SC. It's strange too because normally this station is one of the highest, being smack in the middle of downtown.
Drive through Five Points, which is where all the bars and college-y restaurants are.
Forty minutes later I arrive at home. No pictures on the way because it was pouring and people in South Carolina can't drive.
Rush inside, dump all my crap on the kitchen floor, and greet the love of my life, Kitty. I coo at her for a long time.
I change into some house shoes since it's always freezing at home.
Time check.
Turn on ye olde computra and wait seven years for it to boot up. I have to look up a recipe to make something for my sister's get together tonight. I decided to bring something since every time she invites me over, I just eat her food.
My dad lumbers in as I research. He slept in later than I did...retirement makes him lazy, I suppose. As he's had no coffee or a shower yet, he can only mumble incoherently as he tries to ask me stuff about student loans. I tell him to go away and take a shower, which he does.
Twenty minutes later my dad is ready and Puckle starts mewing like a baby because she knows we're about to leave. Puckle is just one of Kitty's many nicknames.
The recipe I'm attempting to make. I've never made anything from scratch before so I'm incredibly nervous.
We arrive at the commisary on base. It starts raining hard again. All the elderly people clog up the entrance since they melt if they get wet.
I get my favorite candy at the checkout line but I am not allowed to eat it until we get home. I'm a messy eater. This comes into play later.
Throw my first load of laundry in. And no, I don't separate my whites and darks.
Hunt around until I find NuNu. Pester her for awhile until she runs away.
It finally quits raining! Now if only the sun would come out. I would never survive in England.
I'm Amanda Long, and I approve this weather. Oh man, that was so corny.
Those sugar wafers were a long time ago and my dad never ate lunch, so we decide to make spaghetti, because that's always what we end up eating.
I cook with a very sober expresssion.
Battle it out with the Bertolli and eventually win without the help of a grippy openy thing or my dad.
Yay, it's done! I add some random spices to it because it's a bit too sweet and feel like a truly accomplished cook. Ha.
Put an old sleep shirt on because of the whole messy eater thing.
Time check after lunch/dinner.
Begin studying for my social psych test on Monday. I have about 150 pages to go through.
Ugh, still have 2 more chapters.
Bother my dad for awhile as he attempts to catalog his pictures on the computer, and then I get ready to leave.
I swear. The rednecks in this town...
Attempt to take a picture of the super dense fog but fail utterly. And yes, it has started raining AGAIN.
Time check when I get back.
Put away my groceries.
My ingredients.
The hardest part was cutting the tortillas so they would fit into the cupcake things.
Chat with my friend Aidan for awhile. He wanted me to play Super Smash Bros. with him but unfortunately, duty calls.
The finished product! They actually turned out to be really good.
Time check. My antojitos are in the foil covered tray.
I drop the antojitos off and hang out for about 45 minutes. No pictures since I only knew my sister and brother-in-law. After that I head to my ex's apartment to give him some Korean leftovers. We're both half-Korean and while my mom gives me food all the time, he hardly ever gets any so I make an effort to get him his fix. I naturally get stopped by a train.
Time check while I wait for the train. I'm very tired.
His apartment building. No pictures since you know, he's my ex and all.
I only stay for a few minutes before heading back home and playing a stupid game online and talking to Aidan again. This is the time when I decide to go to sleep.
Good night! My under eye circles are especially prominent. :(