I started this journal with the full intent that it would see me through to graduation and no further. Well, it's been three years, and it's fulfilled its agenda
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Wow. Feels like an ending, and though I know that it definitely is, it's almost surreal. I have a bunch to tell you... I came to a few conclusions, and then some counter-conclusions. It's great to know what's going on inside my head. I love you darling, and I'll miss you oodles. Don't forget me.
"7:30 rolls around and Jessica hoofs it over to the theater. She gets to chill with some of the coolest people (yes, new friend SirDerby, theater people are da bomb diggity) and make a fool of herself trying to play improv game with the other newbie. Notworthy things: touched Zack's hand repeatedly in clapping (so there Corey!), Dan held door open for me while Kevin waved me through (example of rare art called chivalry gitchie gitchie ya ya), screwed up first game royally, kicked total and complete bootie in second game, upon completion of which, entire crew of theatre people assured me I was in. (YEAH!), Dan made a comment ind dealing with the long amount of time before our next meeting and said it would give me time to take care of "that bikini line," whatever the hell that means."
No mention of Max jumping repeatedly into the back of Peter's truck, I see. :-( You probably thought I was stupid.
wow... three years... it's a sad day for lj today now that you won't be gracing it with your ever thoughtful words.
i'll attempt to be a good e-mail pal as well... good luck on your aussie adventure... i'll likely still be here in farmtown upon your return (should you indeed decide to return when you come to cross that bridge), so look me up ;)
we should chill before the thirteenth, although i'm sure you're hearing that from just about everyone ;) lemme know
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I have a bunch to tell you... I came to a few conclusions, and then some counter-conclusions. It's great to know what's going on inside my head.
I love you darling, and I'll miss you oodles.
Don't forget me.
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"7:30 rolls around and Jessica hoofs it over to the theater. She gets to chill with some of the coolest people (yes, new friend SirDerby, theater people are da bomb diggity) and make a fool of herself trying to play improv game with the other newbie.
Notworthy things: touched Zack's hand repeatedly in clapping (so there Corey!), Dan held door open for me while Kevin waved me through (example of rare art called chivalry gitchie gitchie ya ya), screwed up first game royally, kicked total and complete bootie in second game, upon completion of which, entire crew of theatre people assured me I was in. (YEAH!), Dan made a comment ind dealing with the long amount of time before our next meeting and said it would give me time to take care of "that bikini line," whatever the hell that means."
No mention of Max jumping repeatedly into the back of Peter's truck, I see. :-( You probably thought I was stupid.
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i'll attempt to be a good e-mail pal as well... good luck on your aussie adventure... i'll likely still be here in farmtown upon your return (should you indeed decide to return when you come to cross that bridge), so look me up ;)
we should chill before the thirteenth, although i'm sure you're hearing that from just about everyone ;) lemme know
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