My mom brought it to my attention that I don't write in my paper journal anymore and that reminded me that I haven't written in here for ages. 13 weeks to be exact. So here goes. *deep breath ( Read more... )

According to lj, it's been four weeks since my last post. Eh? I haven't really had much to say to be quite honest with you. So here's a brief recap of how my life's been ( Read more... )

I graduate in exactly two weeks. Um...eh ( Read more... )

It's surprising how many of my entries start out "Well, I WAS having a good day until...". I'm sure it says something about me that I am way too tired/angry/whatever to figure out. Anyhow, well, I WAS having a good day until about an hour ago. I did really well on my soc test and my third class was canceled so I got home early and just hung ( Read more... )

This past week has been a combination of really awesome moments and "Oh, I'm a huge fuck up." moments. I went to a party at my manager Megan's house on Friday and had a great time. It was just me, her, one former co-worker, and two current co-workers getting drunk on wine and Boone's Farm. Pretty much the only thing I remember is wanting to name ( Read more... )

My foot hurts. Why you ask? Well, it involves a shard of glass, my big ass foot, and the loss of approximately a pint of blood. OK, so it wasn't so much a pint of blood as it was maybe a teaspoon but a pint just sounds so much more dramatic! At any rate, I was putting groceries away in my kitchen and singing a little Sarah McLachlan with my ( Read more... )

So Beth had her baby last Thursday and I'm a little weirded out by it. Like, I'm happy and proud and all that it's just...weird. It's still not real to me yet. I can look at the pictures and be all like, "Beth had a baby, she's a mommy, la di da di da!" but I think once I see him I'll be all like (and I know it sounds stupid for anyone over the ( Read more... )

I love trying to buy booze and cigarettes. I look like I'm 12, which I love, don't get me wrong, but it confuses people. They see me holding a 6 pack or asking for Camel Lights and they start to use their big, important person voice. They ask me for ID and you can almost hear them thinking, "Ha, this underage girl is gonna try to pull a fast one ( Read more... )

Can I just say that I hate group work? I honestly haven't done group work for a grade since my freshman year and I forgot how much it sucks. My poli sci prof put me in charge of a group which meant that I had to lead my group and then give a presentation. I know he did it because I never say anything and he wanted to spite me. Anyways, we had ( Read more... )

I haven't written in here mostly because I really don't have anything to say. People always ask me what I've been up to and I'm not sure why. Maybe they're just doing it to be polite or maybe they think that I lead some exciting, jet setting live I dunno. But here's what my days are like: Three days a week I get up, go to school, sleep through ( Read more... )