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Feb. 26th, 2008 | 11:23 pm
location: stokes
music: i want you, i want you so bad
I have now been on the Master Cleanse for a little over two days. I don't feel very hungry, but I have a killer headache.
My philosophy teacher looks like Maggie Gyllenhaal.
Robinson Crusoe is a pretty damn good book considering that it's, like, the first book.
Taylor is coming on Saturday.
Every time I buy a bottle of green tea from the snack bar, I make a mental note to keep it so I can use it as a coin jar. I always forget and throw it away or lose it. After leaving the bottle in Allie's room for a couple of days, I finally remembered and took it to my room. It now sits on my shelf and contains one hundred and eight cents. I have a disproportionately large sense of accomplishment about this fact.
I worry that if Barack Obama is elected, someone will assassinate him. I am paranoid about this scenario nearly to the point of not wanting to vote for him.
When I am grown, I would like to have some land in Texas and an apartment in New York or Boston.
My neighbor has a bunch of dudes over and they are humming very loudly, in harmony. Please stop that. Are you young fellows not aware that I am on the second day of my Master Cleanse and therefore have quite the headache?
I am no good at spelling aloud.
I am 51.48% through F. Scott Fitzgerald's This Side of Paradise. Thus far, my favorite lines are, "You will admit that if it was not life it was magnificent" and "Were there any good people left in the world or did they all live in white apartment-houses now?"
I am constantly surprised by how much I genuinely like my father as a human being.
I miss my mother.
My hair looks good right now and there is nobody in my room to see it.
I will never write in this again.
My philosophy teacher looks like Maggie Gyllenhaal.
Robinson Crusoe is a pretty damn good book considering that it's, like, the first book.
Taylor is coming on Saturday.
Every time I buy a bottle of green tea from the snack bar, I make a mental note to keep it so I can use it as a coin jar. I always forget and throw it away or lose it. After leaving the bottle in Allie's room for a couple of days, I finally remembered and took it to my room. It now sits on my shelf and contains one hundred and eight cents. I have a disproportionately large sense of accomplishment about this fact.
I worry that if Barack Obama is elected, someone will assassinate him. I am paranoid about this scenario nearly to the point of not wanting to vote for him.
When I am grown, I would like to have some land in Texas and an apartment in New York or Boston.
My neighbor has a bunch of dudes over and they are humming very loudly, in harmony. Please stop that. Are you young fellows not aware that I am on the second day of my Master Cleanse and therefore have quite the headache?
I am no good at spelling aloud.
I am 51.48% through F. Scott Fitzgerald's This Side of Paradise. Thus far, my favorite lines are, "You will admit that if it was not life it was magnificent" and "Were there any good people left in the world or did they all live in white apartment-houses now?"
I am constantly surprised by how much I genuinely like my father as a human being.
I miss my mother.
My hair looks good right now and there is nobody in my room to see it.
I will never write in this again.
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do not want
Feb. 25th, 2008 | 04:14 pm
location: allie's bed (and prostate)
music: lemon juice & maple syrup
I don't really understand this website, but Simmons uses it like every goddamn hour and I feel like if she gets sucked into the computer or something and I have to go rescue her like in Spy Kids 3D I should have an LJ.
Actually I just want moar macros.
So here is what's going on in my emo emo life:
1. first day of master cleanse! yaaay
2. i'm already sick of classes
3. i've just decided to stop capitalizing
4. i really like these jeans that i got on sale at barney's
5. I've decided to start capitalizing again
6. I want to paint my nails navy. They're black right now and I think navy would look pretty rad.
7. I already have a blog. It's on blogger and discusses my life here at Bennington using code names for all my scandalous friends. It's rather awesome, actually.
8. Taylor is coming to visit me this weekend!
SAT time - Taylor : me :: Kelsie: Allie :: Bret : Jermaine :: Kathie Lee: Regis :: Kanye : Jesus
That's all for today's entry. It took me about 45 minutes to make this page look as good - well, as okay - as it does. Why can't I make a pretty journal? WHY IS LIVEJOURNAL SO UGLY
JUST LIKE MY HEART
Actually I just want moar macros.
So here is what's going on in my emo emo life:
1. first day of master cleanse! yaaay
2. i'm already sick of classes
3. i've just decided to stop capitalizing
4. i really like these jeans that i got on sale at barney's
5. I've decided to start capitalizing again
6. I want to paint my nails navy. They're black right now and I think navy would look pretty rad.
7. I already have a blog. It's on blogger and discusses my life here at Bennington using code names for all my scandalous friends. It's rather awesome, actually.
8. Taylor is coming to visit me this weekend!
SAT time - Taylor : me :: Kelsie: Allie :: Bret : Jermaine :: Kathie Lee: Regis :: Kanye : Jesus
That's all for today's entry. It took me about 45 minutes to make this page look as good - well, as okay - as it does. Why can't I make a pretty journal? WHY IS LIVEJOURNAL SO UGLY
JUST LIKE MY HEART
