So. I'm not going to use this journal anymore. I'm tossing it out of the house like a redheaded stepchild.

I've made a new one instead: it's here

Friend me if you want to.

Hchokay. So ( Read more... )

Just went to my first passionfruit. It was so sad. It brought my back to my last day, when I literally felt like my life was ending, like I had finally found a place where I wasn't made fun of and I could feel like myself and free only to have the world was tear it away from me because of my age. I have since come into myself in a number of ways ( Read more... )

Dude.

I'm an RA. AT CTY.

It's weird. Very cool, busy, demanding weird.

I have the best hall ever, though. I only have nine girls, they are writing people (pop culture, to be exact), and they are awesome. The only issue we've had so far is them being so excited to talk to each other that it's hard to get through the announcements.

I think I need to start work earlier than it will actually start ( Read more... )

I am sitting here with Claire and showing her the joys of online journals. (She is giggling.)

ladidadi da di edsdfgbyhhffg1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

poo

(Claire typed the second two lines, actually.)

(Well, actually, the third line was all me.)

]levk3jhlrtqik;uh ladida!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Claire again. What a literary genius.)

So. An update on... myself. Hooray for livejournal and narcissistic forms of procrastination ( Read more... )

( ignore this if you're not Joey )

So this weekend, I got off campus. I went to New York to visit friends for two days, then I headed home for about a day. It wasn't exactly the thrilling, insightful, mind-opening experience I was hoping for, but it was definitely a break for my brain ( Read more... )

Hey, Hampshire People!

Any of you driving to/through NYC tomorrow, by any chance? I will pay for your gas! Also, I'll shower you with lovin' of the platonic sort.