why is it when i feel like i'm starting to get a handle on things i'm forced to go?

You Are Snow White!

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did you know that you're supposed to store chapstick at 68-77 degrees farenheit? at least i know my room is at a comfortable temperature because my chapstick seems to be doing fine.

i've got nothing but it's between this and studying and studying did a whole hell of a lot for me this morning (note the sarcasm) so i'm real eager to start up again. music saves my soul. no joke. that and green kool aid. i'm sorry anna, i know it weirds you out but it's some good shit. i wont call it juice though. i have to boogey it down to the ( Read more... )

perhaps one of the best weekends at loyola. go check out my xanga for the full story. i'm too lazy to retype it in here. this is starting to get interesting folks.

well last night was certainly interesting to say the least. fun, but very interesting.

I think I'm meant to name something Ferdinand. First, today in int'l politics we were talking about WWI and I proceeded to doodle Ferdinand all over my notebook in different handwriting. Then I went to get a glass of water and remembered that my derby horse is Ferdinand. I'm so cosmically linked to that name. Perhaps a dog. or a fish. Not a kid ( Read more... )

i think this is what they call an identity crisis. or a mid-life crisis. but i'm probably a little young to be having one of those.

It has to come my attention lately, for various reasons, that a person who I love and who I cannot picture my life without doesnt trust me. For whatever reason, this person has felt the need to leave me out of huge chunks of life, their thoughts, emotions and the things I readily share with them. This hurts me, probably more then it should, and ( Read more... )

i love pie. i can now finally rest assured that loyola was undoubtedly the place for me and i can be happy here for the next three and a half years. i love pie. nuff said.