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I was doing my typical, "I'm bored, I'm going to go through everyone's profiles and see if they have anything interesting up," thing that I do at least once every 5 minutes when I'm online, and I saw Adam has an online journal now... and a lot of new friends... and he's a lot different than he used to be. Amber told me a bit more than I wanted to know about him, and it's really, well, not funny, but, I don't know the word for it... *weird*... how much people change. Psht. I remember hanging out with him and Casey in 8th and 9th grade when Casey and I both had crushes on him and we thought he was cool because he was into ska music and what at least seemed "indie" to us and drew funny pictures. Where are we now? None of us know what we're doing. Casey thinks if she just hangs around in Pittsburgh long enough waiting for Ondrej that that's all it'll take and everything will be fine, Adam is either pulled out or quits school to write a book or find himself or whatever and here I am caring way too fucking much about what everybody else is doing.
Sometimes I wish I could just do it all over again... knowing, of course, that all the studying wasn't really worth all the trouble... I'm still waiting for *life* to start, sometimes, I think.
I finally got my loan check last night so now I can look into getting a car. I think I'm just going to buy my fraternity pledge Chris's Nissan... because he's asking $3500 for it and it's pretty and he'll let me make payments without interest... plus... I'M TIRED OF LOOKING. I hate car shopping so much. I don't know anything about cars, there's no way to tell if I'm getting a sour deal or not from a little ad blip, and I don't have the time or means to physically go to check out all these vehicles.
Today is a depressed day. I have no motivation to do anything. I'm going to drive Brad insane tonight, I just know it.
I said I was going to write more about the ski trip, I know I did. I will, I will... not that I think anyone out there is poised over their keyboards, faces pressed against the screen, anxiously waiting for me to update my "soap opera," but... because I like looking back on it later.
Sometimes I wish I could just do it all over again... knowing, of course, that all the studying wasn't really worth all the trouble... I'm still waiting for *life* to start, sometimes, I think.
I finally got my loan check last night so now I can look into getting a car. I think I'm just going to buy my fraternity pledge Chris's Nissan... because he's asking $3500 for it and it's pretty and he'll let me make payments without interest... plus... I'M TIRED OF LOOKING. I hate car shopping so much. I don't know anything about cars, there's no way to tell if I'm getting a sour deal or not from a little ad blip, and I don't have the time or means to physically go to check out all these vehicles.
Today is a depressed day. I have no motivation to do anything. I'm going to drive Brad insane tonight, I just know it.
I said I was going to write more about the ski trip, I know I did. I will, I will... not that I think anyone out there is poised over their keyboards, faces pressed against the screen, anxiously waiting for me to update my "soap opera," but... because I like looking back on it later.