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Jul 03, 2007 13:17

livejournal? What? Why am I on this thing? oh right, I'm at work and out of my mind bored, as usual. good news- its july 3rd and I get to leave at 3 and no work tomorrow so thats pretty thrilling or something.

I really need to get a good internship next summer, atleast something semi interesting. Not that working for MassMutual doesnt look good on the resume, but all I do is sit online all day, usually read Tucker Max archives (who I've become obsessed with, and try to explain his amazing-ness to others who have no idea who he is and/or dont get it, whatever) and throw in a little work every so often. cool.

school was alright this year, I dont love it, but I dont hate it. and its halfway over so thats fantastic. I'm living in a house with 6-7 other girls next year. Probably one of the worst life choices I have made. That is just way too much estrogen for me and I will be retreating to far, far away places as much as possible.

I went to NYC last weekend. It was the first time I went by myself (Well, with a friend, lack of adult guidance I mean) and it was sort of thrilling. I really want to live there after I graduate and I know that sounds really far-fetched and its probably a huge dream that I may never get to see (like so many other things in my life) but I am going to try my hardest to make it happen.

I also want to move to LA next summer.. because I would never want to live there for a long period of time, but I want to experience the West Coast.. and what better way to do it then for three months over the summer? I am going to try to find an internship out there, and I already have a free place to live, so this could be a possibility. My mom is pissed about it though because she hates LA. I told her she always crushes my dreams.

I cant believe its already the 4th of July. my dad says after the 4th, summer is over, its all down-hill from here. I dont know why, he has just always said that. but I also caught my dad rolling a joint at the dining room table a few months ago and he tried to tell me it was tobacco. so I mean whatev, to each his own.

I also just realized that the majority of my paragraphs have started with "I" in this entry, because I am a completely narcissistic person clearly and love talking about myself. right.

my tummy hurts and I want some pita chips. I do not know why. Hey did you know the woman that created Stacy's pita chips went to umass? yeah thats what 8 hours a day infront of a computer and nothing to do will get for you. useless knowledge no one really cares about, that you can talk about in your livejournal.

cheers
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