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[Sep. 12th, 2010|09:57 pm] |
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I will never come from money. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2010|11:50 am] |
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On Saturday, I was told that my grandfather died. I've given it a fair amount of thought, but I don't actually feel anything. We weren't close, I barely knew the man, since he and my father barely got along.
However it feels strange to me to continue on with my life. While his death has no direct impact on my life, it feels weird to be thinking about moving, buying textbooks, watching true blood as if nothing's happened. I feel like my life should be interrupted. |
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[Aug. 14th, 2010|11:39 am] |
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I haven't heard if I'm getting financial aid from school yet. This is causing me stress. While, on the one hand, the $20000 scholarship/loans would help one hell of a lot, but more importantly to me: if I get work study I have a nice $12/hour management job lined up. This would give me steady income so I can do that fun little thing called paying rent.
I'm torn between being really excited about moving into my new apartment, and not looking forward to having roommates. I love moving... Packing, unpacking, arranging. It gets my heart all skipity. But I don't want to live with other people. I'm digging my current apartment, with its unfilled space and nobody around so I can just wear underwear all the time. While I need new friends, I'm socially awkward so I'll probably just lock myself in my room all day.
Which brings me to the question: is having my own bathroom worth $100/month? I guess that really depends on if I get financial aid. THANKS TULAME. |
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| This is my life. |
[Aug. 12th, 2010|04:13 pm] |
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When I don't have internet, there's a million things I need to do on the internet.
When I have the internet, I'm bored in 2 minutes.
And whenever I'm in the library, I become extremely hungry. |
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| The epicness of existance |
[Aug. 11th, 2010|02:17 pm] |
What is on my mind today....
Not a whole lot. Probably a product of not having anything to do. Now that I have my living situation figured out, I'm really just passing time until school starts. Which in my calculations is in about 141 hours. I'm also waiting until my friends get back into town, cause even though I really prefer to be on my own, I could go for a night of getting drunk and talking shit about people.
Speaking of friends, I need to start hanging out with Reggie, since he has a truck. And trucks are good for moving. But that just seems soooo.... unbearable. Granted, we've hung out before. Had a couple drinks while he tells stories while I half listen, half watch TV over his head, and half live in the fantasy world that is my head. It's pleasant in there. But yes, need to befriend him again so it doesn't seem like I'm using him for his flatbed. But I haven't been working lately, so I can't really invite him out for drinks.
So yes. Procrastinating on being friends while waiting for others. You'd think I'd get on that, since I'm bored most nights, which I'll attribute to a lack of internet. And my book isn't all that exciting (750 pages in and the action hasn't started yet). I'm getting addicted to spider solitaire again, which says way too much about the current state of my life.
Also, I'm making tacos for dinner. |
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[Aug. 10th, 2010|11:12 am] |
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So, posting again, as the last resort to keep in touch with my BFF.
I'm going to put a deposit on my apartment today, and for that I am super pumped.
Pictures to come! (hopefully) |
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[Dec. 12th, 2007|03:48 pm] |
I'm feeling rather underapprieciated.
Chris has spent the past three days in my room, studying for finals. Now being in my room means he's in control-- for instance I'm not allowed to have any say in the temperature. And his shit is all over the place. So he's been cooped up, on my bed, eating my food, using my mealplan when he craves something I don't have stocked up, letting me pay when we order out, bitches about the music I want to listen to. So I can't sleep cause my bed is apparently the place to study, and it's so reducilously hot in here. And what's really annoying is that there is no reason for him to be here, since he's completely ignoring me anyway.
So fine, whatever. He doesn't care how annoying his stay here is. He took his last finals today, came back upset with the outcome. So I stop studying, cheer him up, all that fun stuff. Then he was like "eh. Think I'll go back to my room now." Which means play his stupid video games. I'll see him in a day or two when he needs clothes, cause all of his are in a pile on my floor.
So basically I just feel completely used right now.
Back to studying. |
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| There's a condom stuck to my boob |
[Dec. 9th, 2007|02:57 am] |
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i dranhk champaine and vokda and now i'm not durnok but tipsy and throwing condom water balloons with austin and peter and ashley and it's thoe most fun i've had in a swhile
and yes, i know ny typing sucks but i need to remind myself that i'm drunk at this point in time so i'm not delating like i usially do, even when i'm sopber casuse my typing sucks in general.
god it's hard not to delate. especailly when i know i'ts so painfylly wrong.
ps-ashley juust tasted sopemicide and by that spermicide. she made the most disgustingly appaleled face ever. now i'm sittting in her lap. yay condoms.. |
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| Friends Only. |
[Dec. 24th, 2005|04:18 am] |
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You lose. Not that anyone besides maybe Jocelyn will care, but I don't particularly feel like sensoring what I say or whatever. And I got one of Kat's ever-famous "yucky pictures" and although it failed to particularly bother me, I don't feel like getting things like that when I check my e-mail, sabe? And if you miss me that much just get a LJ and add me as a friend and all. |
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