bitches, i will be spending the next five years of my life at tulane university.

after that, i don't know.

i've been doing some thinking lately about the various males who have come into and ot of my life. and i miss most of them. i guess you do a lot of thinking when you make big decisions.

anyway, i'll be around for the summer. so call

yep - that's what i've been to.
and the wedding count is about to go up, and i'm pissed because i really really really don't want to go. i mean, really. REALLY. i want to go to p'cola with laura. i don't want to play dress up for my redneck relations.

i'm feeling a little light-headed and the lower half of my face is tingly.

why do you never feel any different when you reach certain landmarks, and why do you sometimes feel like a whole new person quite suddenly?

in other news, next semester just might rock...

i'm off to a party, disguised as velma from scooby-doo.
goodwill is good to me.

so my old friend drew got sent off to boot camp.
and i don't know exactly how to feel.
because he was my friend
(byron calls it a "soft spot" and i call it a connection)
but he really wasn't the greatest of characters.
.
and right now i'm procrastinating even more than i already did by waiting until 9 pm to start the damn pride and prejudice essay.

today i went shopping.
and got my car fixed.
and saw the wallace and gromit movie.
and bought something for byron for no reason.
i think that might add up to a good day.

sometimes being in a relationship is harder than being single.
and when i say sometimes, i mean usually.
.
i still need my car back.
.
i'm stuck at home doing homework while my friends are rocking out.

i need coffee...
and a new watch.
and my car back.

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i wish my dad would get out of my face.
i don't want to go to alabama.

i hate this place more than ever.

in other news, i love my boyfriend more than ever.