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Here is the summer update. Immediatly when i go thome i tried to find a job. And i got one at blockbuster on the day before they fired the manager. So the store is in disaray and i'm caught in the middle, in-work but not working. I watch a lot of movies though, for free, and i spend most days working out. Its been pleasurable. All my boys are awesome. I don't feel as though any of them are how i left them but none have grown beyond me. College has humbled some, given more confidence to others, and inspired faith to some of them. I am trying to lay off the booze but its dam difficult.
The girl i've spent so many LJ's pining for has a boyfriend. It took me all of 3 days to really get over it. Even now i sometimes look back and think gee what could i have done. Fact is i wasn't man enough. I didn't step up when opportunity came knocking. This summer the girl situation well... it doesn't exist. There is a bomb ass girl who works at Red Robin (one of my favorite eateries!) but none of my boyz will help and play wingman.
I miss all my buddies from ucla, fratties as well as floories and maybe one or two who fall into neither of those categories. I've kept in touch with some of you via AIM and drunk dials but i can't wait till we all get together and party it up. I know its unrealistic but lords of AEPizzle just let my friends come to parties. I hate it when they get the boot.
I've been mildly paying attention to the situation in Israel. I am selfish in that i don't want to ruin a good summer by bogging it down with serious thoughts of war and Judaism under attack. I'm not religious but all who know me know how proud i am of my heritage.
I have come to a conclusion about my future. I want to work hard in college, have fun but not take the easy classes. I want to strech my mind and really get my money's worth. I'm rescuing pre-med from the trash i threw it in spring quarter. Not a bad way to spend days, saving lives. Can't say its always been my deepest wish but if i got a job according to that i'd be playing for the Mariners.
TIme for me to mature. I'm giggly i'm 19 and giggly. That IS a bit depressing. I need to get more self control of my giggles then i can start to appear 19. Still be myself just with less wierd noises exiting my body.
The reason i think of my laugh is because not too long ago some girls i went to high school with really thought it was funny. And i was like fuck we've hung out in similar social circles for like 6 years and you only know my laugh now. I don't know quite what that means but i felt a bit a miff at it.
I'm going to the game tomorow night, Red-Sox. So i better go to bed. I hope we win.
The girl i've spent so many LJ's pining for has a boyfriend. It took me all of 3 days to really get over it. Even now i sometimes look back and think gee what could i have done. Fact is i wasn't man enough. I didn't step up when opportunity came knocking. This summer the girl situation well... it doesn't exist. There is a bomb ass girl who works at Red Robin (one of my favorite eateries!) but none of my boyz will help and play wingman.
I miss all my buddies from ucla, fratties as well as floories and maybe one or two who fall into neither of those categories. I've kept in touch with some of you via AIM and drunk dials but i can't wait till we all get together and party it up. I know its unrealistic but lords of AEPizzle just let my friends come to parties. I hate it when they get the boot.
I've been mildly paying attention to the situation in Israel. I am selfish in that i don't want to ruin a good summer by bogging it down with serious thoughts of war and Judaism under attack. I'm not religious but all who know me know how proud i am of my heritage.
I have come to a conclusion about my future. I want to work hard in college, have fun but not take the easy classes. I want to strech my mind and really get my money's worth. I'm rescuing pre-med from the trash i threw it in spring quarter. Not a bad way to spend days, saving lives. Can't say its always been my deepest wish but if i got a job according to that i'd be playing for the Mariners.
TIme for me to mature. I'm giggly i'm 19 and giggly. That IS a bit depressing. I need to get more self control of my giggles then i can start to appear 19. Still be myself just with less wierd noises exiting my body.
The reason i think of my laugh is because not too long ago some girls i went to high school with really thought it was funny. And i was like fuck we've hung out in similar social circles for like 6 years and you only know my laugh now. I don't know quite what that means but i felt a bit a miff at it.
I'm going to the game tomorow night, Red-Sox. So i better go to bed. I hope we win.