Right now, I am going through the (long) process of going through this journal and deleting most of my entries (and saving a few that i want to keep). If you need to contact me, please email me or call me (yes, telephones do still exist). thanks.

"Victoria," you say, "Why haven't you updated all weekend? It's like you don't care about us anymore ( Read more... )

It's funny that I have enough time to hang out in the computer lab, but I never can find time to blow-dry my hair. Seriously, if I let it air-dry over night, it's almost impossible to tame the beast in the morning ( Read more... )

After browsing a few "friend of friends" on MySpace, I've realized that there are many more tortured people than I had previously thought. Over the duration of about 10 minutes, I must have found 20 people who included "dark angel" in their profile and who are TOTALLY INTO METAL, DEATH AND SATAN. Sweet.

I'm in the computer lab and everyone here is frantically working on whatever assignment is due tomorrow. The lab technician (fancy name for a guy whose most difficult task is refilling the printer paper) is talking on his cell phone and scanning the room for people who might have snuck in a soda. The room is full and in high-stress mode. I wonder ( Read more... )

So before I start writing a "real" entry, I will express my anger that Jeff is going to see The Thermals tonight in Denver and I am not there. Why is it that all my favorite bands come through when I am not home?! eh? I know, you feel terrible for me. But do not fret, my sweet darlings, I shall pull through ( Read more... )

They say if you don't drink enough water the night before, your muscles feel heavy and you feel like shit when you're dancing. Today was that day, folks. They also say that eating yogurt prevents yeast infections, but I won't go into that. haha. ewww ( Read more... )

This journal is going to get me into trouble...but whatever ( Read more... )

I have a confession: I love fancy bars of soap and new shampoo. I love them more than a person should. Just thought I'd let you all know ( Read more... )

The lying last night went pretty well...EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT STAN IS INCREDIBLY CONCERNED AND THINKS I WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. Well, whatever, it's my own fault. I'll just put on a sad face, go to ballet, and face him with the hope he doesn't see right through me. IF ONLY THE AUDITION WERE ON A SATURDAY ( Read more... )