oh dolly. where have you been all my life. so it's ok cam, that we didnt watch sister act last night. i was satisfied with dolly ( Read more... )

so. good times. weird times. i hate people. i love people. i don't smoke weed. boys suddenly take interest in me. and i'm failing American Gov't. i eat salads everyday against my will. and spend way too much time drawing the stone bridges out by the Blair Witch part of this campus for my drawing class. also. i am hungry. i have bite marks on my ( Read more... )

so i'm really not so sure what the fuck is happening to me here at UMF? and the rendez-vous at night are fucking me over more than i can explain. i fucking miss portland. i fucking miss sarah. everything seems so comfortable and familiar when sarah was around ( Read more... )

hurricane who?

about to head to my art class. that gets out around noon. then i need to study. maybe Alex will call before he heads to Boston with Lyndon

i need coffee.

i hate everything about today.

minus the pancakes.

so. i'm here in Portland. got here around 7ish yesterday evening. was so excited to hug Alex, that i could feel it in my chest the whole hour and half ride ( Read more... )

dropped a class ( Read more... )

so i panicked. i didn't go to auditions tonight. i was way too nervous. alex might have been thinking of me at 6:30-8. but i wasn't there. mr. pane said i could show up tomorrow night same time. same place. if i wanted to. he talked to my chorus teacher from high school. apparently he's expecting something sensational. little does he know that i ( Read more... )

don't have internet access on my side of the room ( Read more... )