Worst Day Ever, Good Charlotte
Yea, so this week has definitely felt like the worst week ever. On top of Ed not calling me on my birthday (hellOH it's Friday, people that didn't even know my birthday was Tuesday have already told me like 10 times), I've had someone else make me cry like 3 times this week. I feel like kicking people in the face. But mostly just Ed. I don't think we're going to be friends anymore if he can't even think to call me 3 days after my birthday. I think he's trying to get into some hot boy's pants. Well, I don't really care. Whatever the excuse is, anything short of death in the family or family emergency, then we're over. Not being friends with someone who doesn't care. And that's the end of that.
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Friday, January 30, 2004
Monday, January 26, 2004
Friends with the police
So, this weekend I definitely had 4 police encounters. IN ONE NIGHT! Firstly, Eric, Shelly, Jessica, and I went to Stoneybrook to see Butterfly Effect. Good movie. So we're giggling and whispering like little first grade girls, and this stupid woman behind us kicks Jessica's chair and is like, "Why don't you shut the hell up?" I was like, "Excuse me, kicking the chair was totally unnecessary!" Hey, she could have been like, "Uh, can you guys be quiet please?" We would have behaved ourselves (as well as possible). I almost beat the crap out of that stupid woman. But anyway, a security guard was watching us for the rest of the movie. After that, we decided to go to Tinseltown to play good video games and eat at Steak 'n' Shake. Well, Eric set down his phone and walked away for about a minutes, and then his phone was gone. Shelly and Jessica tried calling it to see if it was just sitting on top of something, but they couldn't. So... some person called back on Eric's phone and was like, "I'm not giving back the phone, hahaha, you are dumb." Well, they also used some other expletives (and also toward Shelly), which made everyone be pissed off. So, the guy was finally like, "Okay, I'm at books-a-million, come over there." We'd already talked to the security at Tinseltown, so when we told them our plans, they were like, "Okay, but be careful... he could just be in the theater and lying to you to get a laugh." So, we went over to BAM and we found Eric's phone on the ground... without faceplate, keypad, or battery. Losers! Eric was pretty pissed off, and kicked a brick column and some other security guard was like, "Hey man, be cool... what's the matter?" So Eric told him and the security guard was like, "Aww man, you'll be okay." So Eric was a little calmer after that. About 40 seconds later, a police officer drove by (probably alerted by the security at Tinseltown) and asked Eric if everything was okay. We were like, 'yea, yea, it's okay, he found the important part of his phone.' So, after that we went to Steak 'n' Shake to get some food. And THAT was my Saturday. :) THE END!
MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW! yay for me. Hopefully I can go to Applebees and get the number of this cute waiter that works there! Or, I could confirm that this cute boy that I hang out with and do homework with likes me.
Okay, speaking of the weekend, Phase 2 flooded on Saturday also. A small piece off a pipe joint popped off, causing the sprinklers to go off, causing flooding in like 1/4 of the building. Sucks for them. :( They are now living in Bettie Johnson. My room was okay (this happened on the Billy Minardi side of the building, I live on the front side of the building), but I still feel bad for my homies who now have to live in the BJ. So, all day Saturday I was out of a place to be so I drifted around, mostly hanging out with people (like Bryce, Tony, Tony's friend Sarah, Brent, Donnie, Jennie, Stacey, Jay, Lauren, Beth, and lots of other people) at Pizza Hut, doing homework with Zac, and then the whole movie ordeal.
I hope I can get stuff accomplished for council this weekend (like getting pictures up for council members), and any other random thing going on. I'm going to adjust the member list, because I'm tired of calling out the names of people that aren't there. Andy said that if I do that, I have to ask if there's anyone I didn't call at the end of roll call. The people that don't show up are going to be in bad standing with council anyway, so why have them in the roll call? Silly people.
So, this weekend I definitely had 4 police encounters. IN ONE NIGHT! Firstly, Eric, Shelly, Jessica, and I went to Stoneybrook to see Butterfly Effect. Good movie. So we're giggling and whispering like little first grade girls, and this stupid woman behind us kicks Jessica's chair and is like, "Why don't you shut the hell up?" I was like, "Excuse me, kicking the chair was totally unnecessary!" Hey, she could have been like, "Uh, can you guys be quiet please?" We would have behaved ourselves (as well as possible). I almost beat the crap out of that stupid woman. But anyway, a security guard was watching us for the rest of the movie. After that, we decided to go to Tinseltown to play good video games and eat at Steak 'n' Shake. Well, Eric set down his phone and walked away for about a minutes, and then his phone was gone. Shelly and Jessica tried calling it to see if it was just sitting on top of something, but they couldn't. So... some person called back on Eric's phone and was like, "I'm not giving back the phone, hahaha, you are dumb." Well, they also used some other expletives (and also toward Shelly), which made everyone be pissed off. So, the guy was finally like, "Okay, I'm at books-a-million, come over there." We'd already talked to the security at Tinseltown, so when we told them our plans, they were like, "Okay, but be careful... he could just be in the theater and lying to you to get a laugh." So, we went over to BAM and we found Eric's phone on the ground... without faceplate, keypad, or battery. Losers! Eric was pretty pissed off, and kicked a brick column and some other security guard was like, "Hey man, be cool... what's the matter?" So Eric told him and the security guard was like, "Aww man, you'll be okay." So Eric was a little calmer after that. About 40 seconds later, a police officer drove by (probably alerted by the security at Tinseltown) and asked Eric if everything was okay. We were like, 'yea, yea, it's okay, he found the important part of his phone.' So, after that we went to Steak 'n' Shake to get some food. And THAT was my Saturday. :) THE END!
MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW! yay for me. Hopefully I can go to Applebees and get the number of this cute waiter that works there! Or, I could confirm that this cute boy that I hang out with and do homework with likes me.
Okay, speaking of the weekend, Phase 2 flooded on Saturday also. A small piece off a pipe joint popped off, causing the sprinklers to go off, causing flooding in like 1/4 of the building. Sucks for them. :( They are now living in Bettie Johnson. My room was okay (this happened on the Billy Minardi side of the building, I live on the front side of the building), but I still feel bad for my homies who now have to live in the BJ. So, all day Saturday I was out of a place to be so I drifted around, mostly hanging out with people (like Bryce, Tony, Tony's friend Sarah, Brent, Donnie, Jennie, Stacey, Jay, Lauren, Beth, and lots of other people) at Pizza Hut, doing homework with Zac, and then the whole movie ordeal.
I hope I can get stuff accomplished for council this weekend (like getting pictures up for council members), and any other random thing going on. I'm going to adjust the member list, because I'm tired of calling out the names of people that aren't there. Andy said that if I do that, I have to ask if there's anyone I didn't call at the end of roll call. The people that don't show up are going to be in bad standing with council anyway, so why have them in the roll call? Silly people.
Thursday, January 22, 2004
Today I went to Sigma Kappa's continuous bid party today. It was muy fun. I accidentally cursed in front of some people, but then Emilie did too so it was comical! It was sign language, so after I did it I was like ... 'uhhh' then Emilie did it too! And I was like, blahahhaaaa! :D Okay, enough of the word like.
Man, you would think that people's feet wouldn't smell in the winter. My feet are so freaking stinky! They are atrocious. I have to keep shoes on at all times. Or maybe it's just these funky socks with their weird material. You know what, I'm throwing them away right after I post this. Maybe I should put them in the bathroom garbage, that way someone BESIDES ME will be motivated to take the garbage out. Probably not. I swear, I have to do all the freaking cleaning...
BLAH! I have lots of quizzes tomorrow, so I need to stop yapping and get on to studying. And throwing away my socks. :)
Man, you would think that people's feet wouldn't smell in the winter. My feet are so freaking stinky! They are atrocious. I have to keep shoes on at all times. Or maybe it's just these funky socks with their weird material. You know what, I'm throwing them away right after I post this. Maybe I should put them in the bathroom garbage, that way someone BESIDES ME will be motivated to take the garbage out. Probably not. I swear, I have to do all the freaking cleaning...
BLAH! I have lots of quizzes tomorrow, so I need to stop yapping and get on to studying. And throwing away my socks. :)
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Magic touch!
So I thought it was interesting that I was giving Josh a shoulder massage in Acting today (our teacher even noticed how he relaxed after me having touched him for less than 5 seconds!), and I saw this article in MSN.
Hey, if adults can benefit from massages, why can't babies? Obviously, they can! I've always thought that a hug every day to a little kid can make the world seem like a great place. Now there's studies that back me up!!! :)
So I thought it was interesting that I was giving Josh a shoulder massage in Acting today (our teacher even noticed how he relaxed after me having touched him for less than 5 seconds!), and I saw this article in MSN.
Hey, if adults can benefit from massages, why can't babies? Obviously, they can! I've always thought that a hug every day to a little kid can make the world seem like a great place. Now there's studies that back me up!!! :)
Monday, January 19, 2004
Blah! I hate living with three other people! Every time I have to go pee, one of my suitemates takes a shower. Every time I need to take a shower to look cute, one of my suitemates take a shower. Every time I actually GET to pee, I have to stare at the garbage can wondering why I'm the only one who ever takes out the garbage and then look at the toilet paper roll and see three empty rolls and another just sitting there like the garbage can doesn't exist and like whoever used up all the toilet paper doesn't know how to put the new roll on the holder. AND I don't really have a roommate, Nadia is always gone...
GAH!!!!! I can't wait till next year when I live with one other person, not three. And then the year after that when I live ALONE or maybe with a puppy.
GAH!!!!! I can't wait till next year when I live with one other person, not three. And then the year after that when I live ALONE or maybe with a puppy.
Saturday, January 17, 2004
Is our people learning...
...two wrongs don't make a right. BUT three rights make a left and that's good enough for me!
Ahh, dear country, I love you to no end. Sometimes I wonder how crazy things happen. Like the silly little man that is the head of our country saying silly things.
"Over 75 percent of white Americans own their home, and less than 50 percent of Hispanos and African Americans don't own their home. And that's a gap, that's a homeownership gap. And we've got to do something about it."—Cleveland, Ohio, July 1, 2002
I don't know if he's trying to help more white Americans own homes, or keep the 'Hispanos' and African Americans from owning homes. If we're going to elect someone, let's at least elect someone who can think and speak clearly--doesn't necessarily have to be a non-Republican either, Republicans are alright (in their own quaint little way). That's my little political rant for the day. :)
...two wrongs don't make a right. BUT three rights make a left and that's good enough for me!
Ahh, dear country, I love you to no end. Sometimes I wonder how crazy things happen. Like the silly little man that is the head of our country saying silly things.
"Over 75 percent of white Americans own their home, and less than 50 percent of Hispanos and African Americans don't own their home. And that's a gap, that's a homeownership gap. And we've got to do something about it."—Cleveland, Ohio, July 1, 2002
I don't know if he's trying to help more white Americans own homes, or keep the 'Hispanos' and African Americans from owning homes. If we're going to elect someone, let's at least elect someone who can think and speak clearly--doesn't necessarily have to be a non-Republican either, Republicans are alright (in their own quaint little way). That's my little political rant for the day. :)
Thursday, January 15, 2004
This is going to be a busy semester. :)
I think people on council (like, say, the president and vice president--especially the latter) are upset with me for not being able to update the site in 2 days. Sorry that I don't know everything there is to know, sheesh. I know that Edays (Engineers Days) is an important event, but you can't throw two months of work at me and expect me to have it done in less than a week. A week could happen, although I don't know how to DO everything yet. I felt like I walked through the door and everyone was expecting me to be exactly like Bryce. *sigh* whatever!
I get to update the website, assemble a committe, and make a program! Yay for me :) And then I get to do normal school work, tutor, and whatever other random extracurricular activities come up. Did I tell you that I might be in a sorority? Hmm, that'd be time AND money. If I can handle all that AND get all A's, I'm going to give myself an award... then take it easy over the summer, haha. At least, as easy as I could possibly take it.
I think people on council (like, say, the president and vice president--especially the latter) are upset with me for not being able to update the site in 2 days. Sorry that I don't know everything there is to know, sheesh. I know that Edays (Engineers Days) is an important event, but you can't throw two months of work at me and expect me to have it done in less than a week. A week could happen, although I don't know how to DO everything yet. I felt like I walked through the door and everyone was expecting me to be exactly like Bryce. *sigh* whatever!
I get to update the website, assemble a committe, and make a program! Yay for me :) And then I get to do normal school work, tutor, and whatever other random extracurricular activities come up. Did I tell you that I might be in a sorority? Hmm, that'd be time AND money. If I can handle all that AND get all A's, I'm going to give myself an award... then take it easy over the summer, haha. At least, as easy as I could possibly take it.
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
I LOVE MY CLASSES! This semester is definitely going to rock. My classes are crazy, fun, or crazyfun! Logic Design will be interesting though... my teacher has a quiet, monotone voice with a foreign accent and a lisp. Staying awake in that class is hard enough, on top of the fact that on the first day of class I sat by the air conditioner (why the AC is on in January, especially here, is beyond me), and for those of you that don't know, cold air makes me sleepy. :) So yea! I got more notes than I thought I did. I wish I knew where my Nalgene bottle is. It's hiding somewhere at my house (read: Mom probably washed it and put it in the cupboard and I didn't see it). In Network Analysis, I'm one of two girls (and I think the only girl in lab...we'll see tomorrow). There's four girls in my Logic class. Hopefully at least one other will be in the lab! There's a couple girls sprinkled in Differential Equations. Maron is actually a good guy once you're not in Calculus... LOL. In the other three classes I have--Aikido, Acting 2, and Spanish '5'--there's plenty of girls. I only know like 2 people in my acting class, and have seen a couple other people on campus, but acting classes tend to get close quickly. :) I hope this one's no exception!
Sheesh, I sure am excitable at 7.30-ish in the morning. I'm crazy, I'm sure you're thinking. It's true!
I also can tell I'm going to like being a director! Mary and I are the only girls, Catie is on co-op in Illinois (I think). Andy was teaching me the basics of updating and adjusting and changing the website and all that stuff. I kinda got thrown into it yesterday and I have to have everything major (read: pictures aren't major until Friday) done by tonight (that's the goal I've set for myself and I'm sticking to it)! I have to remember to read the student bylaws to see what my duties are. I'll probably print them out and stick them on my board. I might need a bigger board. :) BLAH! I can't believe I threw away that dumb schedule thing from Gray's, only to find out that keeping it would be good for me this semester. Ah, I can gank one off them. They're free anyway.
Alright, I've got to find some constructive way to waste about 10 more minutes so I don't get to Network too early. And I have to make spicy chili! And I have to party with Steve lots this weekend, yay for three-day weekends! Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. rocks for being such a cool guy. I could only hope that we could have this awesome holiday to reflect on the spirit of unity between the nations even if he were still alive. ^^
Sheesh, I sure am excitable at 7.30-ish in the morning. I'm crazy, I'm sure you're thinking. It's true!
I also can tell I'm going to like being a director! Mary and I are the only girls, Catie is on co-op in Illinois (I think). Andy was teaching me the basics of updating and adjusting and changing the website and all that stuff. I kinda got thrown into it yesterday and I have to have everything major (read: pictures aren't major until Friday) done by tonight (that's the goal I've set for myself and I'm sticking to it)! I have to remember to read the student bylaws to see what my duties are. I'll probably print them out and stick them on my board. I might need a bigger board. :) BLAH! I can't believe I threw away that dumb schedule thing from Gray's, only to find out that keeping it would be good for me this semester. Ah, I can gank one off them. They're free anyway.
Alright, I've got to find some constructive way to waste about 10 more minutes so I don't get to Network too early. And I have to make spicy chili! And I have to party with Steve lots this weekend, yay for three-day weekends! Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. rocks for being such a cool guy. I could only hope that we could have this awesome holiday to reflect on the spirit of unity between the nations even if he were still alive. ^^
Monday, January 12, 2004
Another brick in the wall
yet another New Year's Resolution
I need to work on paying attention so I can take good notes for a) classes and b) SSSC. I've been known to daydream, but I've gotta keep that at a minimum. I also have to remember to tell my Spanish teacher that I'll be like 5 minutes late on Thursdays. Good job Simone, keep up the good work. :)
yet another New Year's Resolution
I need to work on paying attention so I can take good notes for a) classes and b) SSSC. I've been known to daydream, but I've gotta keep that at a minimum. I also have to remember to tell my Spanish teacher that I'll be like 5 minutes late on Thursdays. Good job Simone, keep up the good work. :)
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
New Year's Resolutions, or something along those lines
I feel like I need to be something totally new this year. If it has nothing to do with college, then I want nothing to do with it. If it predates college and didn't birth me or cry with me or save my life or hug and kiss me even when I was sick, I'll give it up. Back in the day, everything was easy. I loved going to school, and then I just waited for high school to be over and it waited to give up its most deviant genius. It was like a bittersweet parting, with hopes that said paths would never cross again. I rolled with the punches even though they just kept coming. Nothing affected me, I was perfect or at least close to it, and nothing could tear me down. Before I graduated, I broke. I don't really remember crying in high school more than a handful of times, and all those times were probably in front of the same few people. Now I cry at least once a week, and try to make a conscious effort to drink water frequently because dehydration headaches are unbearable. It's like having had SARS, and now having to burn everything--bed sheets, clothing, teddy bears--and disinfecting everywhere I went and everything I touched. It's like not being able to pinpoint how a computer got a virus or where exactly it is or which files to delete, and realizing that formatting is the only answer. I don't know what has caused me to arrive at such a dramatic conclusion. I keep saying that I'm going to start fresh, I'm going to give myself a clean slate, and the first thing I think is, "Yea, remember the last time you said that?" I've realized that hoping the Velveteen Rabbit will turn real to save itself from the fire is a dying fantasy. Maybe letting it burn isn't the answer either. All those things that I've clung to, everything that has kept me sane or driven me crazy simply has to be 'disinfected'. It's a long and slow process, yes. But change has to start somewhere. I pick here and now.
I want to change the way I feel about myself. I want to realize no matter what I look like or what I feel like, someone loves me. I also have to realize that I can confuse myself easily, so I have to assess what happens to and around me more carefully. This by no means will make me an indecisive person, or a person who makes decisions too slowly. I'll let the rest of the women in this world take care of that. I have to learn that I'm not stuck in my gender, my race, my social status, or any other group I'm 'conventionally' placed in. I'm just grouped with my gender. It's sort of like being a first grader stuck with third graders because we're all at the same reading level. I've always felt like an individual and I don't have to change that. I don't have to be a part of a group to feel special. I just have to respect everyone, including myself. I have to learn that being afraid is not a way of life. Being afraid of being outcast, being afraid of being rejected (mostly from jobs and relationships), being afraid of falling in love, being afraid of the future of my loved ones (and future loved ones), being afraid of the freaking dark of all things. It's okay to be afraid, but it's not okay to be a paranoid phobic.
This ends the self-psychoanalysis of the year. Signed, sealed, delivered safely and securely upon your eyes, ready for imprint upon your brain. Deep, eh? I just want to DO something about my assessment this time. I'm nearly 20 years old for crying out loud. I want to do something good for myself before I'm 21. I want to feel good about my life on a regular basis before I graduate, and then beyond. Taking it one day at a time doesn't quite work for me anymore. Maybe one week at a time. One year at a time definitely isn't the way, but setting goals for what I want to see a year in advance is definitely something good to work toward. Put simply, I want to be a better person. I want to feel better and look better and sound better and act better. Those goals aren't too vague for you, are they? They're vague for me, but if I notice something I want to change, I will. Is that better for ya, doc? Great then. See me in a year. I don't know about you, but I'll be cheering me on.
I feel like I need to be something totally new this year. If it has nothing to do with college, then I want nothing to do with it. If it predates college and didn't birth me or cry with me or save my life or hug and kiss me even when I was sick, I'll give it up. Back in the day, everything was easy. I loved going to school, and then I just waited for high school to be over and it waited to give up its most deviant genius. It was like a bittersweet parting, with hopes that said paths would never cross again. I rolled with the punches even though they just kept coming. Nothing affected me, I was perfect or at least close to it, and nothing could tear me down. Before I graduated, I broke. I don't really remember crying in high school more than a handful of times, and all those times were probably in front of the same few people. Now I cry at least once a week, and try to make a conscious effort to drink water frequently because dehydration headaches are unbearable. It's like having had SARS, and now having to burn everything--bed sheets, clothing, teddy bears--and disinfecting everywhere I went and everything I touched. It's like not being able to pinpoint how a computer got a virus or where exactly it is or which files to delete, and realizing that formatting is the only answer. I don't know what has caused me to arrive at such a dramatic conclusion. I keep saying that I'm going to start fresh, I'm going to give myself a clean slate, and the first thing I think is, "Yea, remember the last time you said that?" I've realized that hoping the Velveteen Rabbit will turn real to save itself from the fire is a dying fantasy. Maybe letting it burn isn't the answer either. All those things that I've clung to, everything that has kept me sane or driven me crazy simply has to be 'disinfected'. It's a long and slow process, yes. But change has to start somewhere. I pick here and now.
I want to change the way I feel about myself. I want to realize no matter what I look like or what I feel like, someone loves me. I also have to realize that I can confuse myself easily, so I have to assess what happens to and around me more carefully. This by no means will make me an indecisive person, or a person who makes decisions too slowly. I'll let the rest of the women in this world take care of that. I have to learn that I'm not stuck in my gender, my race, my social status, or any other group I'm 'conventionally' placed in. I'm just grouped with my gender. It's sort of like being a first grader stuck with third graders because we're all at the same reading level. I've always felt like an individual and I don't have to change that. I don't have to be a part of a group to feel special. I just have to respect everyone, including myself. I have to learn that being afraid is not a way of life. Being afraid of being outcast, being afraid of being rejected (mostly from jobs and relationships), being afraid of falling in love, being afraid of the future of my loved ones (and future loved ones), being afraid of the freaking dark of all things. It's okay to be afraid, but it's not okay to be a paranoid phobic.
This ends the self-psychoanalysis of the year. Signed, sealed, delivered safely and securely upon your eyes, ready for imprint upon your brain. Deep, eh? I just want to DO something about my assessment this time. I'm nearly 20 years old for crying out loud. I want to do something good for myself before I'm 21. I want to feel good about my life on a regular basis before I graduate, and then beyond. Taking it one day at a time doesn't quite work for me anymore. Maybe one week at a time. One year at a time definitely isn't the way, but setting goals for what I want to see a year in advance is definitely something good to work toward. Put simply, I want to be a better person. I want to feel better and look better and sound better and act better. Those goals aren't too vague for you, are they? They're vague for me, but if I notice something I want to change, I will. Is that better for ya, doc? Great then. See me in a year. I don't know about you, but I'll be cheering me on.
Sunday, January 04, 2004
Learning to read
Ahh, I took the ticket to the gas station and it turns out I didn't win $200. I didn't scratch off the ticket completely. Ahh well, nothing lost! I was only going to pay my parents back for books and possibly buy some shoes. :)
Just like in elementary school...
...I'm ready to go back to school! Even though I have 8 AM classes 3 times a week, I will be taking the class with a couple cool people. Also, I learned that I'm scheduled for one less hour of work than I'd planned on. Most people would get upset, but honestly I'm glad. More time to take a breather between class and work! I really am excited for this semester though. I'm getting into my major, and even taking some fun classes. YAY! Okay, enough excitement... NOT! I'm also going to be a director for Speed School Student Council. I'm going to be the Director of Administration. AND I'm taking office this March in the National Association of Engineering Student Councils. I'm going to be the Vice President of Communications for my region. I hope I can make positive improvements with my input into both organizations, AND get rockin' grades this semester. I love school. :)
Ahh, I took the ticket to the gas station and it turns out I didn't win $200. I didn't scratch off the ticket completely. Ahh well, nothing lost! I was only going to pay my parents back for books and possibly buy some shoes. :)
Just like in elementary school...
...I'm ready to go back to school! Even though I have 8 AM classes 3 times a week, I will be taking the class with a couple cool people. Also, I learned that I'm scheduled for one less hour of work than I'd planned on. Most people would get upset, but honestly I'm glad. More time to take a breather between class and work! I really am excited for this semester though. I'm getting into my major, and even taking some fun classes. YAY! Okay, enough excitement... NOT! I'm also going to be a director for Speed School Student Council. I'm going to be the Director of Administration. AND I'm taking office this March in the National Association of Engineering Student Councils. I'm going to be the Vice President of Communications for my region. I hope I can make positive improvements with my input into both organizations, AND get rockin' grades this semester. I love school. :)
Thursday, January 01, 2004
2008 is going to be one hell of a ride.
About Me
- Name: biancasimone
- Location: Louisville, Kentucky, United States
Once upon a time, a girl fell in love with a boy. The boy also fell in love with the girl. Later, they decided that they loved each other so much that they wanted to show the world how much they loved each other, so they got married. Then, then decided that they showed the world how much they loved each other, and they wanted to teach someone how to love the world as such, and they had a beautiful baby girl. Twenty-four years later, they still get headaches from me. :)
Previous Posts
- Day 13: I missed my first day of class. :(
- Day 12: Down with the sickness! (Madness is the gi...
- Day 11: Relaxation!
- Day 10: Never travel with a diva!
- Day 9: No school!
- Day 8: Errbody in the club gettin' tipsy!
- Day 7: Walking up a (steep) hill was our daily exe...
- Day 6: "The lunch special includes a free taxi bac...
- Day 5: Our first calm day; first day of class!
- Emails!
Companions & Cohorts
- My poetry page - Not often updated
- My LJ - Just a sheep...
- Andy
- Cookie! (aka Travis)
- Darrell
- Elijah
- James
- Paul
- Robbie
- Shara
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