so i read an article in seventeen magazine today called "how to get over him ( Read more... )

so it turns out my great-great grandparents were pirates. no joke. motherfucking rum-running pirates.

back at school. here we go again, right? everything seems to be settling in the same: i've already made a fool of myself, not been cast (read as: fucked over) in a dramaboard production, hung my 365 adorable puppies calendar, and spent way too many hours doing work i could give a shit about ( Read more... )

may god have pity on my soul ( Read more... )

i just slept until ONE THIRTY in the afternoon.
i feel disgusting.

i feel bad that i haven't had an entry in so long.
so i'm making one. sweet.

for the first time in a long time, i really want to be home right now. i mean, i've gotten very pro-college recently, but i guess it just hit in a weird way today. we had this crazy discussion the other day, the topic question of which was "when was the last time you cried" and i have to change my answer from "last tuesday" to "right now". i cry a ( Read more... )

this week: work. (do stupid french exercises!) travel home for internship interview. try not to let on that my skills with a fax machine are less-than-impressive. return quickly for hell meets henry halfway. fart around all weekend. play wow. write at least two scenes of Feedings. please, jessie write the damn play ( Read more... )

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back at school. six weeks of class left. sometimes that seems like a really little amount of time. other times it seems endless. i can't decide what it seems like right now. hmm.

its so nice out, but i just cant shake feeling bummed to be back. a little. i miss home, i miss friends, i miss nono, i miss scooter. i miss it all.