I hate Jewish holidays. And little children. And my brother's friend Dimitri.

This weekend sucks. That is all.

Yay, I'm 17 ( Read more... )

please ( Read more... )

Don't forget: Accepted, tomorrow, 4:00, United Artists Shattuck. I promise, this is my last reminder ( Read more... )

Yesterday night I was walking down Solano and I saw Emily Stein, Leah and Henry, Mari, and Mark Krey. Weird.

Also, sewing is fun. I made an apron and a bag and a teeny tiny skirt that was supposed to be shorts but was too small.

I'm thinking Monday at 4:45. Let's meet before, maybe 4:00, for milkshakes or something. Meet in front of United Artists and we can go from there. Cool.

So, who wants to go see Accepted with me? Yes, it looks stupid, but I still want to see it. I'm thinking United Artists downtown, either Friday or Monday, 4:45 or 7:15. Opinions? The more the merrier, people!

So, Jordan had his bar mitzvah on Saturday. It was really cute, and he did really well, and the party was really fun, but I hated having all the relatives around. You know how when a ton of old people come to visit, you kind of feel like you're in a zoo? Like, they keep staring at you, and taking pictures, and you know they're whispering stuff ( Read more... )

My day was excellent. I woke up at 12:30 (I can't even remember the last time I slept that late) and ate ice cream while watching Back to the Future part 1 (an amazing movie. Michael J. Fox was a cutie in his day). Then I dragged myself away from the TV to go to the gym. My new plan is that I eat whatever the fuck I want (ice cream by the quart ( Read more... )

So what's the deal with senior portraits? Do you have to get them? Can you get them taken just for the yearbook and not have to buy any? I'm so confused. The one thing I know is that I'm not paying $200 for some ugly-ass picture of myself. Sheeeit.