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ok so i have successfully not updated this do-hickey in over 2 and 1/2 years. when i looked at my interests, i almost peed.
i feel like i've betrayed something by not updating an electronic journal since june (i kept my xanga for a while), which is weird/lame in itself, but it's also really ironic because that's when the most action occurred, like ever. i'm not sure if that means anything or not.
well, since june i've graduated high school, hung out with people who i didn't ever talk to in high school that i never thought i'd hang out with and now i hang out wiht them/talk to them on a regular basis, got a ticket for drinking at forest city pool (haha), found where 24 hour bagel is, had really good car trips (and various other things) with lauren and eleni, left for college, hooked up with 2 people (having neither ending on a good note, but one is getting better), lowered my standards because my school has no hot guys, started caring again, started to really fucking hate cops, smoked more than i ever told myself i would, been at the smiley art building way too often, made some really cool friends at school, gone home way too often and realized that i get drunk more at home than i do at school and how dumb that is, missed a lot of people, missed the art center, pulled my first all-nighter, made a really cool collage, done some really cool work, done some not-so-cool work, ate way too much, broke my phone, broke a fan, seen streetlight manifesto twice, felt bad about being such an expense to my parents, crashed the car, appreciate being able to go places in cars, really started to take an even bigger interest in my irish heritage, became obsessed with "the departed", realized that even though hayden christensen is in fact the worst actor on the big screen he's still the hottest man alive, missed home, didn't miss home, and gotten really good at creating run-on sentences.
i'm sure i didn't hit every important point, but that's what came to mind at first.
i'm too lazy to go out tonight/try to make plans/shower and get ready, so here i am. i didn't go out last night either, but me and afton smoked in our room quite successfully. i also got full on pantsed for the first time by anna, then i chased her into her room and as she hid under her bed i pelted a water bottle at her and it hit in her the forehead. after i did that i was afraid she'd chase me so i ran into my room and locked the door. i stood on the pink ottoman and watched her and david in the hallway. i fell off the ottoman and fell like a plinko chip on the way down to the tile floor. it hurt, but i laughed hysterically and i'm sad no one saw it haha.
so today i decided that i'm going to save my money to get a digital SLR because chelsea's europe pictures inspired me to. <3
11 days. 11 days. 11 days.
ps: by "both definitions" on cobras in my interests, i don't mean the snake, i mean my friends and the alcoholic beverage, word.
i feel like i've betrayed something by not updating an electronic journal since june (i kept my xanga for a while), which is weird/lame in itself, but it's also really ironic because that's when the most action occurred, like ever. i'm not sure if that means anything or not.
well, since june i've graduated high school, hung out with people who i didn't ever talk to in high school that i never thought i'd hang out with and now i hang out wiht them/talk to them on a regular basis, got a ticket for drinking at forest city pool (haha), found where 24 hour bagel is, had really good car trips (and various other things) with lauren and eleni, left for college, hooked up with 2 people (having neither ending on a good note, but one is getting better), lowered my standards because my school has no hot guys, started caring again, started to really fucking hate cops, smoked more than i ever told myself i would, been at the smiley art building way too often, made some really cool friends at school, gone home way too often and realized that i get drunk more at home than i do at school and how dumb that is, missed a lot of people, missed the art center, pulled my first all-nighter, made a really cool collage, done some really cool work, done some not-so-cool work, ate way too much, broke my phone, broke a fan, seen streetlight manifesto twice, felt bad about being such an expense to my parents, crashed the car, appreciate being able to go places in cars, really started to take an even bigger interest in my irish heritage, became obsessed with "the departed", realized that even though hayden christensen is in fact the worst actor on the big screen he's still the hottest man alive, missed home, didn't miss home, and gotten really good at creating run-on sentences.
i'm sure i didn't hit every important point, but that's what came to mind at first.
i'm too lazy to go out tonight/try to make plans/shower and get ready, so here i am. i didn't go out last night either, but me and afton smoked in our room quite successfully. i also got full on pantsed for the first time by anna, then i chased her into her room and as she hid under her bed i pelted a water bottle at her and it hit in her the forehead. after i did that i was afraid she'd chase me so i ran into my room and locked the door. i stood on the pink ottoman and watched her and david in the hallway. i fell off the ottoman and fell like a plinko chip on the way down to the tile floor. it hurt, but i laughed hysterically and i'm sad no one saw it haha.
so today i decided that i'm going to save my money to get a digital SLR because chelsea's europe pictures inspired me to. <3
11 days. 11 days. 11 days.
ps: by "both definitions" on cobras in my interests, i don't mean the snake, i mean my friends and the alcoholic beverage, word.