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2006 10 January :: 11.51am
:: Mood: yea whatever
Dedicated to: chicken noodle soup!
I really am so bad at thinking of moods.
Anyway, onto better things.
It's really fun to look up towns on wikipedia.com. Especially since at college everyone is from a different town. Everyone last night "woaaaaaa"-ed when we looked up millburn, because of its high income rates. Did you know MHS is ranked 147th nationally? Is that good or bad?
Wintersession is truly turning out to be THE SHIT. It's so wonderful and amazing and true to life. We risd nerds can finally live a normal college life of... partying and meeting people and making friends. Before, we'd be locked in doing homework, and now! We free, bitches.
Today is Gracie's birthday!!!!!!!!! So we're going out to celebrate. Woop woop. I wrapped her present in the BEST barbie wrapping paper. Ees da sheet.
OHHH IMPORTANT NEWS! My beloved RA Juany has left the building. He resigned due to family problems and is no longer our RA. Everyone was freaaaaaaaaking out. Because what will we do without our Juany??? He kept us sane, and made us smile. I love you, Juan. Juan was my aboslute favorite and best friend. We were so tight, and now, poof, he's gone. ...to across the street in the sophomore housing... Now our new RA might suck. I heard he's mad christian. And I bet he won't look the other way and pretend he doesn't smell any weed coming from our rooms, like Juan did. :[ . Juany, come back. Oh well. We signed a box for him and my message read:
JUANY, I AM GOING TO DIE. I'LL <3 YOU FOREVER. <3, EILEEN
:'[
So Jason set my ipod to Japanese and now I can't read anything! Just like the time when CMB set my cell phone to Portuguese. Thanks, thank you.
Well, my photo class starts in one hour. My teacher's name is Thad. Thaddeus Russell. Today, we're learning how to develop film and use the dark room and then we're going to develop our film and then use the dark room. I'm just excited for class to end becauuuusssee then we can celebrate Gracie's birthdayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
And since wintersession is so great, the weekend starts today! Yesterday was my first day of class. And today is my last day of class. Mhm, that's where it's at.
I can't wait for my birthday.
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2005 30 December :: 1.40am
:: Mood: soo comfortable
Dedicated to: grillz
So my first trip to Longisland, as the Longislanders say, was ultra fun.
Before I went though, I thought to myself: where am I going. Not like, locationally, but more like, where the hell am i going? I'm going to grace's house. And.. grace is my friend. ...? I think. Yes, she is. ...is she?
See that's the thing. I kept asking myself if... i would think about this trip a year from now. or two weeks from now. and be like, wow i went to grace's house. Because what if... the tide turns... and we stop being close. Because the chances of that happening are SO big because the whole "friendship" thing at college is still in the works. Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiith everyone, like you, and you.
It's even in the works with people from back home.
It's just always in the works ok.
But anyway. Back to Longisland. We watched Jackass The Movie, which is really wierd because i am so not a fan of Jackass. I always changed the channel when that show would come on. And I never thought Johnny Knoxville was hot or anything near it. And I could give a shit about what stupid stunt they did. But I have to admit. The movie was pretty funny. And Johnny looked good sometimes. We also watched Friday Night Lights. It was ok. I didn't think it was so amazing because it was just like any other football movie. I know this one is based on a true story.. but because of Hollywood and the little tricks up its sleeve.. the actual meaningful and interesting story/movie got ruined because fictional movies have already stolen its plot. I think my favorite sports story movie is Miracle. I blanked out and couldn't remember the name of the movie and threw out guesses like, Spirit, Glory, Thirteen (i have no idea why thirteen), and America, all of which my friends gave me dirty looks for. Thanks guys.
Some little things in Life I Enjoy:
1. Being able to smell the clean laundry smell when wearing your clothes.
2. Coming home to your one and only bed after not sleeping in it for even just a day.
3. Answering questions.
4. The sound of my text message alert, because that means i got a text message.
5. Text messages. You should've been able to guess that i was going to say that, by now, or else you can stop calling yourself an avid follower of my woohu. gosh.
6. Deserted streets at night.
7. Eating in cars.
8. When my sister brings me cookies and milk. She's never done that but I wish she would. I would enjoy it very much.
9. Puns. Making them. Hearing them. I like it all.
10. Mr. Oppel.
Hi.
That's all munchkins. Catch you on the flip side. .. MAYBE.
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2005 27 December :: 10.27pm
:: Mood: i always suck at thinking of new adjectives
Dedicated to: almost time?
I hate how everyone is just so busy.
Everyone needs to get somewhere so fast.
Like.. i dunno.. AT THE MALL.
Everyone is rushing rushing. I understand you may have to exchange 32 gift items and want to do it quickly. I understand you just waited on line for 9 hours and want to get out of the store. I understand the mall is pretty crowded. But GEEZ PEOPLE. Take a breather. Stop rushing. You'll eventually get there. And even if you get there.. there'll still be a line! So it doesn't matter when you get there, you'll still have to do the impatient waiting thing all over again so you might as well take your time. And even if you think getting out of the actual mall quickly will get you to the home stretch. Nope. Because the parking lot will be chaos too. So, you know what. Calm Down. Now. Everyone is just pushing shoving canoeing. People are getting shopping-bag-lash. People are getting run into. Small children are crying. Obese adults are sweating. It's just all bad.
I went to the mall two days in a row. What is wrong with your fellow teeny beany? Today I experienced a woman's angry-parking-lot-syndrome. It was bad. She was going to call the cops. What's wrong with these people!!!!!!!!!!!
There have been so many people at the mall that I can't stay there for too long to get all my business taken care of. So I keep having to go back. And keep having to battle. I think I have to go back tomorrow too. Deep. Breath.
Also. Even if you don't have a woohu, you can comment. You just have to comment "annonymously." You'll understand when you get there.
Also. I think the hostess at Brix stole my cute scarf. But that's another story. And you're never going to hear it because I'm going to bed right now.
Bye suckasssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
....ssssssssss.
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2005 17 December :: 9.41pm
:: Mood: calm
Dedicated to: life
I am home.
Hello!
It's interesting to be home...
I wish I was at the ris.
Home isn't boring, but it is home.
Home isn't even relaxing.
But home is home. I guess I'm glad to be here to rest a little.
And by little i mean LITTLE. i go back on the first!
Bajeezus.
I'm so excited for wintersession.
And sound of music is on right now and I LOVE SOUND OF MUSIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
like no joke. don't even try to play son. sound of music is where it's at.
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2005 12 December :: 11.49am
:: Mood: content
Dedicated to: almost done
ok LHB, i wil not say forever good bye to my woohu.
but only because of you.
so i go home soon. and i'm so happy to be reunited with my bed. but i don't know if i can handle getting back into the groove of home and then having to come back so quickly. everything just moves too fast. i mean, how can it already be the end of the first semester of college? wasn't it just yesterday i was a dumb little freshman in high school?
the risd has settled in. i like it a lot. i wouldn't rather be anywhere else. this is my home. it's wierd to say that when i'm here. but when i'm not... it feels ok. odd.
it's wierd how i feel here and how i feel at home. i actually do feel like a different person. i feel like i'm in two different skins. at home, i feel like everyone is watching me. but here, i don't give a shit.
it's like.. college is an escape. a place to run away to so you don't have to deal with the stressful things at home like... parents. and its so great that your getaway, your refuge, is a place that you can stay at for so long.
i know when i go home i'm going to want to come back. i already want to come back and i haven't left yet.
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