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2006 26 February :: 10.38am
:: Mood: groggy
Dedicated to: what? i'm 19?
It's 10 39. am. and I'm awake. This is unusual. Because. it's Sunday.
Yesterday. I did nothing. So today. I HAVE. to do lots of homework.
I am so. Hungry. When are my friends. Going to wake up!!
My birthday. Was lots of fun! I loved it!
This morning. When I was in bed. I was thinking. How it's so sad. To not have anything. Like a birthday. To look forward too. Sad sad. :(
I still have. Magnolia cupcakes. And chocolate cake. Baked specially by my sister. ;) To eat.
My desk. Is so. Messies!
I haven't smoked. In a long. Time.
In my Informal Logic class. All we do. Is argue. It's a class about. Arguing.
Today. Is Liz's birthday. Lucky bitch.
I'm going. To go.
By.e.
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2006 21 February :: 12.32am
:: Mood: tired,already
Dedicated to: loss & dissapointment
I am back. And ohhhh, am I back.
Second semester started today and I am already tired. This is going to be hell. On Monday, I have class at 8 30am, which to us risd kids, is a heaven sent time. Then we have lunch from 12 - 1 30 and end at 5pm. On Tuesday, I have my liberal arts that I signed up for so my friends and I chose a late starting time. So we have English from 1 10 - 2 40 and then Art History from 2 50 - 4 20. I bet they're going to be sooo boring. On Wednesday, I have 2D at 8, lunch from 12 - 1, and then end at 4 30. On Thursday, I have Drawing from 8 - 12, 1 30 - 5. And then on Friday I have Liberal Arts again from 1 10 - 2 40 and 2 50 - 4 20.
My teachers are also very demanding and challenging. Apparently my drawing teacher is a b.i.t.c.h. There's a facebook group for her called: Lazarek bitch slapped me with her soul.
Wonderful. Excellent. Thank you, thanks.
My birthday is this Friday. I hope I have energy. Also, my address is:
2 College St. #898
Providence, RI 02903
Hahaahahha. You knowww. Just in case.
OUTFIT OF THE DAY
Jeans.
Long heart tank top.
Turquoise sweater.
Frannie's bag.
Frannie's chucks.
MKA scarf.
My jacket.
WARNING.
My outfits are going to become more and more boring. Also, my updates are going to be more and more scarce.
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2006 18 February :: 8.41pm
:: Mood: comfortable
Dedicated to: love, life, lessons
Tomorrow I go home. Home to prov. Yay!
Today I went to lunch with my aunt and cousin. And then I came home and napped. And then I did some laundry and watched the Hip Hop Awards on VH1 and now I'm hurr.
I have to pack.
God. Hell is in store for me when I go back. Second semester is surely going to hit me in the arse, hard. But I decided that I'm going to be more relaxed about assignments and just let things happen. Looking at other people, and how they handle things, which is different from how I handle things, I realized that I can get by without stressing 5x more or worrying 5x more or working 5x more. I'll still try hard, and work hard, but I'll be more conscientus about managing time right. ...As in, dividing time between work and play better.
I need Starbucks.
edit
i love wearing my glasses. they make me sleepy.
besides that, they suck!
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2006 17 February :: 7.59pm
:: Mood: waiting
Dedicated to: wing nights
Today I went to the dentist and it was the most horrible experience ever. I went to my sister's dentist, instead of mine, so it was a bit of a different experience than what I'm used to. It was hell. He spared no teeth. He just went right on in and most certainly, I am sure, killed anything that was once living in my mouth. Or even possibly on my face. Because that is what it felt like!!!! Even afterwards I was experiencing pain. My stomach hurt and I had a headache. My sister was all :D:D because for some reason she loves the dentist and loves the feeling of NOTHING BUT PURE PAIN TO HER TEETH apparently. I would rather sit through a 3 hour slide lecture than 20 minutes of a dentist checkup. Get that out of my mouth!
I wish I was going home tomorrow. :( So many kids are aleady going back or back already. Ugh why is my sister so evil sometimes. All I want to do is be in Providence! I don't even know why I want to be in Providence so bad anyway. Sometimes when I'm there, I just think to myself, I see the same 4x4 square of shit everyday. Providence is so small that everything is always the same. Nothing is ever new. Or barely ever. It's not like New York where you discover something new, another knook, another store, another restaurant, any day any time. But that's also the reason why I <3 Prov so much. Because after a while it lets its gaurd down and becomes a little more homey if you let it. I think the number one reason I want to go back is because of certain people I want to see...
Today we got our housing lottery numbers! If you get a number between 1 & 50 you're really lucky and will get most likely your first choice. If you get a number above 50, that sucks and you'll be lucky if you get your first choice. So.. out of about 300 numbers I got number 36. This is probably the luckiest I've ever gotten, in life. It's not even like I got number 2, or 1, or even 15, but still! For me, it's really lucky. And in this housing lottery, it's really lucky too. So if you get a good number, you can pull in all of your roommates with you. So since I get the best number out of all the roomies, I'm their lucky ticket. Thas right bitches.
I'm still suffering from the dentist. If not physically, mentally.
Yay Prov in a day! Prov in a day!
We're giving Nate (my sister's boyfriend) and Brian (he's not my boyfriend) a ride. So it should be fun, like last time. We're also stopping in New York fo' some dim sum. Yummies.
I really want a sidekick. Cingular sucks in Prov.
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2006 15 February :: 3.55pm
:: Mood: foofy
Dedicated to: luck & cheesy granola
Thank you LHB for pointing out that I am a boring specimen. Thank you, thanks. Sometimes, we just gotta be boring. But today! was a little less boring.
Let's see. I woke up and wished Brian a happy birthday. And then. I left the house. Uh huh, you bet. I went to Gotham. And then I went to Suzettes and got me a #5 (yogurt, granola, strawberries, bananas, pecans. but now, they put in raisins. i was a lil surprised). After that, I went to Mannings and bought myself a long robe cardigan for 50 bucks, that was originally 490 dollars. Yep, what a bargain. Everything, well most, at that store was on sale for 50 bucks or less. They didn't have that much merchandise either. I didn't really know what was going on. Then, after conquering, I came home. And then I left again to get my sister a #5 from Suzettes and to stop by Bijou. I also broke in and entered KHK's house illegally, where I set off the alarm and the cops and firetruck came and all the neighbors came out. And there I was, caught red handed.
I'm actually just kidding. I legally entered KHK's house with her permission. But I have to say, as I was entering I was thinking about such a situation happening. But of course it didn't, because God likes to keep my days low key apparently. But I guess going to jail is a little on the extreme side for trying to spice up my break.
Last night, I deleted my facebook wall. I don't know what came over me. I was looking at it, and didn't like the top 10 or however many that were up. So I deleted them.. and then I just went on a mad deleting rampage and started deleting them all. I spared none. None. Not even yours. Not even his. Most certainly not hers. And then my wall was really nekked. And then two seconds later I got a message from my friend. So, I guess it's back in action. Go enhance it with your words!
What else?
Today is Wednesday. Project Runway, bitches. Those people are amazing. Just because they may create something crappy one week, it doesn't mean that they're amazingly talented and learned anyway.
It really bothers me when people put their smilies the other way. Like this: (: or ): . There's a limit to being innovative, ok son. :] or =) , those smilies are ok. But the reversed ones, they just bother the shit out of me. It's like, they were trying to be creative and all they could come up was reversing the smiley. I'm sorry, but no.
Maybe I should read. I'm reading The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell, as recommended by my personal book recommender, CAF. Yesterday, I started to read it, thinking I was reading Chapter 1 when really I was reading part I of the Introduction. I was so pissed off because I hate reading the prologues and introductions. Especially, because in this book, the introduction is exactly like what chapter 1 is like. I just always feel like I'm wasting my time reading those.
Uh oh, I'm getting sleepy. Noooooo. I can never fight the sleep!
I think I'm getting an allergic reaction on my face. I guess I have to go sleep. Oh well.
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