college. so many parties. so many jocks with brains who insist on recycling their beer cans. so many second year film majors to talk to for hours and kiss while tipsy... It's like I don't know who I am and it is both disturbing and exciting.

My cousins are the source of endless entertainment.

(While watching the So You T
Gary: Somehow.... brown men dance better than white men,
Jessica: Gary, they're black.
Gary: Fine. Black men dance very better than white men.

How do you even respond to overhearing that sort of conversation? I mean... it is true afterall.

 I am sicky. My ears and throat huuuuuuurt. I am also Hungary. Yes, the country and the feeling. I want fish and chips. Or beef stew. Or ice cream, which we have, but I shouldn't. I probably will. later ( Read more... )

I ended up telling hte truth at that job interview, sort of. I said that I oculdn't say for ur ethat I'd be available in the fall, and they said that it wasn't even worth continuing the interview, and that I hsould be careful not to let the door hit me on the way out. But I suppose that made for some good karma, because i was waiting for our ( Read more... )

You might be a redneck if, at your family's 4th of July BBQ, your uncle fishes a dead gopher out of one of the traps, pops it into his homemade potato gun, and lauches it over 300 feet until it smaks into his own pickup truck. true story.

and also...
holy fucking shit, I cannot even believe my AP scores.
5 Language and Comp
5 Literature and Comp
5 ( Read more... )

I'm starting to be able to define to myself some of the things I really believe in. Not new things, just things I am learning to understand. I want to elaborate, but I would have to go into so much.

 goodness, I'm pretty down with this whole affection/honesty/trust/happiness thing I'm trying out in this relationship. it's really pretty nifty. too bad i can't market it; I'd make millions!

 ugh, I was driving home at 12:30 last night after dropping off Ben, when I rounded the corner and saw a shape hurtling at me from the left. It was some guy trying to impress his gang friends by launching himself at the lone ghetto car on the road, but it still scared the shit ot of me. I accelerated as soon as I saw him and got out of there, ( Read more... )

I am crying the stupid tears of someone who wasn't there. Fuck. She went through hell all on her own and came out the other side. I was worried. It occurred to me. But I forgot. I moved away. It feels unforgiveable.

18 tomorrow. shit man.

actually, I'll spend the day watering, in AP testing, and studying for more AP testing, but still, shit man.

I'm seriously spending way, way too much time with Ben now. Hours upon hours almost daily, as we continue to fail to acknowledge that we seriously need a good converstion about what we are to eachother. There's just too ( Read more... )