Today at work I spilled soup on my hands and burnt them, Eagle put a jalapeno in my sandwich that I didn't notice until I ate it, I slipped and fell while I was moping, plus I only made 11$ in tips. Ew, life.

Also, I don't want to dress up for school tomorrow. I hate Homecoming. I love Project Runway.

I flipped someone the bird today for the first time in probably 5 years. I have to say, it was much more satisfying than I ever anticipated.

Today Chloe is moving in at Transy and it's all kind of hitting me that my best friend since I was five isn't going to be here. I retract my previous post about wanting to grow up. Kind of.

Today I fell in love with a boy. His name is Phillip. He came with a folk dancing group from London. I will never see him again, most likely. My heart is in pieces. We are meant to be... or something. One of his eyes is brown, the other is blue.

OMGOD, HEARTBREAK.

Snakes on a Plane was horrible, as expected. The show was awkward, to say the least. The company at both was fabulous.

I wish everyone would stop telling me Senior year is going to be "the best year of my life." I certainly hope my life holds more potential than high school.

I got a job at the Main Street Cafe. Come leave me tips so I don't lose money working there.

Even though my summer turned out nothing like I hoped, I still want it to keep going more than anything. I can't believe it's already over.

I refuse to believe that this time next week I'll be in school. It just isn't happening. No.

Everyone make fun of my sister because we were watching Made on MTV and she started to cry. LOLOLOZ@ANNEMARIE!!!1!!ONE!

My OCD is coming back. Hardcore. I'm kind of worried.

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I'm so excited to grow up.

My "best friends" have reached all new lows, even for them. I'm not concerned that they might read this because they could give two shits about anything but themselves, nowadays ( Read more... )