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Out of the top five things I could ever want to be, a butterfly, or a seagull, or endless other things, no where ever on that list would you see an emotional girl. I hate being an emotional girl. And, as opposed to other, more temporary things, I don't really see an end in sight. Granted, sometimes this is embraced and I take pride in eating my ( Read more... )

this is the life.

I'm lost. Very very lost. I don't even have one yet but I hate facebook. And I hate English class. And I hate boys. yes, that would be my final conclusion ( Read more... )

vacation is going by too fast. and i hate this. and i hate that i still have half of my paper to write and i have no initiative or motivation to write it. and i hate that there is nothing to do ever except eat wheat thins. and then i hate how i feel after i have just sat and eaten wheat thins. moral: why can't we think of something to do?

cheesesteak, anyone?

Sometimes you have friends. Well, I'd say usually you have friends. Then sometimes you find out that these friends do something and it is not a very nice something. And then you figure out you aren't really friends anymore. And that's how it works.

Christmas
Rockettes Thursday
College letters (!)
Trees
Movies coming out
Movies seen at theater (The Holiday is the best thing ever)
Skiing?? As if.
End of anatomy class.
Band concert :-/
Secret santas!
Road races

'Tis the season!

So today at the hospital Peter decided to dump me onto his friend Barry. Barry is a PA, too. So Barry the PA called me "Jules" . Needless to say I am in love with Barry the PA.

So that's that.