I haven't posted for the longest time, and frankly, I'm glad for it. Thank you to those of you that have chosen to not talk about what's happened in my life. I'm using this gap in communication to get my life back on track. Living in a town as small as Stars Hollow can really be a luxury when you feel the need for privacy ( Read more... )

Okay, so I know the title of this entry isn't very descriptive, but it's all I could come up with. Happy ( Read more... )

Well, I've decided that I actually will go to the Sadie Hawkin's Dance, and to the Chilton Valentine's day Dance as well, partly because of my mother, and partly because Jamie insisted that we go together to both events. I hope you two are happy, your very own Paris Gellar is becoming a social butterfly. It was maybe just a little fun shopping for ( Read more... )

Louise and Madeline have finally gotten journals after my incessant pestering at them. It must've worked, seeing as they've both posted quite a few journal entries already. Now, at least, I won't fall behind on work at Chilton, though I rarely do. Fall behind, that is ( Read more... )

..I'm still pretty irked at certain people, but I guess I can deal with it. It's that Francie that's getting to me even more. She's been telling me to watch my back, that people are out to get me..what if someone does have it in for me? I mean, assasinations have happened before, just look at Lincoln, and Kennedy - both great men, both killed for ( Read more... )

..strange things are happening. I think it's this town. They're all crazy here, I'm telling you.

I think I've said too much.

Anyways, Rory thinks I've been acting weird around her lately. I have NOT been acting weird, Rory. It's you that's been strange. You're very secretive lately. Our conversations have been reduced to a puny sentence or two, ( Read more... )

Wearing dark glasses and hiding behind random buildings, Paris makes her way into Taylor's General Store, keeping to herself and rushing down the isles in search of milk, when she suddenly, in her efforts to keep hidden, slams right into someone...

The transition is complete.

I am now officially in hiding.

But what if we need milk??

Too bad. Mom will just have to go get it herself. I am the one who hurt their arm unloading things because someone was too ignorant to hire people to do it!!

It hurts to type. Goodnight.

Oh lord. I think I have to go into hiding.

My mother told me her plan.

Someone please shoot me.

How can you RUN OUT of volunteers?? Was there a sudden outburst of humanity?? Last year were were SHORT on staff by 15 people! I was hoping someone would back out at the last minute, but no, everyone has to be good as gold and stay working. Don't these people have plans?? Don't they have a family to eat food with ( Read more... )