everything
the raindrops on my windshield make everything look different.
life pretty much just kicks ass, even when it doesn't.
there's been so many good times this summer and i fucking love it.
i have completely sworn off drama, so even when i get pissed off or somebody else gets pissed off at me, i just forget about it 2 minutes later, and nobody even remembers it.
i really, truly miss kurt's house; i'm not sure why, but it was just such a comfortable place to be.
i hope my parents let me go to florida, because i need something big before i can leave for indy.
i'm kinda glad that all the people i've met this summer are being jerks because it actually makes the fact that i'll be leaving soon not so hard.
i'm so glad i've been getting closer to certain people, like rachel and deb and kayleigh and elizabeth because they all really do kick ass and they never let me have an un-fun time.
i'm so ready to be done with dq; i mean, don't get me wrong, i love the people and tom has been a great boss, but i'm just dunzo there.
i finally got my housing information in the mail the other day and i'm gonna be living in unit 2w of schwitzer hall.
i've decided that people are stupid, and if they wanna spread fucking ridiculous rumors, they can go ahead- it doesn't change who i really am and what my true friends think about me.
my feet fall asleep WAY too much, i think there's something wrong with me (besides the obvious mental problems).
i am very vulnerable when i'm drunk so people should not ask me incriminating questions when i am intoxicated.
i wish i could find a guy that really thought i was pretty, wanted to walk on the pier at night with me, was passionate about the same music as i am, and really accepts my indecisiveness. oh yeah, and he should be able to make me laugh uncontrollably, without faking at all, and sometimes just because he's being himself.
i like my corona flip flops, they are very cute. and pink.
"he doesn't like boys... he likes you!!" (i <3 u rachel!!)
i wish everyone, especially my really close friends, could just understand that i really just don't care about things. when i say i don't care, i really don't. there's nothing more to it. it's not a personal attack or resentment just to piss you off. i don't fucking care.
oh shit! i just remembered that me and mandee left kool-aid bursts in the freezer all night! be right back!
i'm back, and thank god they didn't explode.
i've noticed that many people who are on myspace are extremely desperate. i mean, who really cares if you ONLY have 30 friends or that nobody comments on your pictures. that's not the point.
the bens are pretty good, separately and together. check them out.
me, mandee, and monica bought friendship rings. they are awesome and have many funny stories attached to them.
everyone should have a ghetto name, just because i said so. (me=ludacristine, mandee=manDMX, monica=monicaruption)
i'm glad i'm not on the real world because i would be called an idiot by so many people. this is one example where not knowing many people can really pay off.
i didn't straighten my hair today, but it's straight.
sometimes i like to talk really really fast. not many people besides elizabeth and my mom can understand me when i talk like that.
venetian festival is this weekend. i wanna see some fireworks!
stupid people are stupid.
i wish i knew what happened on that one wednesday night. why wasn't anyone sober to make fun of me later?
i don't wanna go to work tonight, but i have to.
i can't wait for the second season of laguna beach. it's so stupid, but soooo addicting.
there are a lot of people that i need to call this summer. it seems impossible that i may never see or speak to people that i've known and loved for years ever again. but it is possible.
the night before i leave for butler, i am going to jump in a fountain. i just have to.
also, right before i leave, i am going to have a HUGE, kick-ass, mother-fucking awesome party. everyone better be there to say bye to me.
i think my brain is pretty much empty right now.
these random, but informational, comments have been completely written by me: stephanie christine howell.
leave a comment, or don't. it may be a while before i update again. or maybe later tonight.
eye <3 u
later gators
*steph*
life pretty much just kicks ass, even when it doesn't.
there's been so many good times this summer and i fucking love it.
i have completely sworn off drama, so even when i get pissed off or somebody else gets pissed off at me, i just forget about it 2 minutes later, and nobody even remembers it.
i really, truly miss kurt's house; i'm not sure why, but it was just such a comfortable place to be.
i hope my parents let me go to florida, because i need something big before i can leave for indy.
i'm kinda glad that all the people i've met this summer are being jerks because it actually makes the fact that i'll be leaving soon not so hard.
i'm so glad i've been getting closer to certain people, like rachel and deb and kayleigh and elizabeth because they all really do kick ass and they never let me have an un-fun time.
i'm so ready to be done with dq; i mean, don't get me wrong, i love the people and tom has been a great boss, but i'm just dunzo there.
i finally got my housing information in the mail the other day and i'm gonna be living in unit 2w of schwitzer hall.
i've decided that people are stupid, and if they wanna spread fucking ridiculous rumors, they can go ahead- it doesn't change who i really am and what my true friends think about me.
my feet fall asleep WAY too much, i think there's something wrong with me (besides the obvious mental problems).
i am very vulnerable when i'm drunk so people should not ask me incriminating questions when i am intoxicated.
i wish i could find a guy that really thought i was pretty, wanted to walk on the pier at night with me, was passionate about the same music as i am, and really accepts my indecisiveness. oh yeah, and he should be able to make me laugh uncontrollably, without faking at all, and sometimes just because he's being himself.
i like my corona flip flops, they are very cute. and pink.
"he doesn't like boys... he likes you!!" (i <3 u rachel!!)
i wish everyone, especially my really close friends, could just understand that i really just don't care about things. when i say i don't care, i really don't. there's nothing more to it. it's not a personal attack or resentment just to piss you off. i don't fucking care.
oh shit! i just remembered that me and mandee left kool-aid bursts in the freezer all night! be right back!
i'm back, and thank god they didn't explode.
i've noticed that many people who are on myspace are extremely desperate. i mean, who really cares if you ONLY have 30 friends or that nobody comments on your pictures. that's not the point.
the bens are pretty good, separately and together. check them out.
me, mandee, and monica bought friendship rings. they are awesome and have many funny stories attached to them.
everyone should have a ghetto name, just because i said so. (me=ludacristine, mandee=manDMX, monica=monicaruption)
i'm glad i'm not on the real world because i would be called an idiot by so many people. this is one example where not knowing many people can really pay off.
i didn't straighten my hair today, but it's straight.
sometimes i like to talk really really fast. not many people besides elizabeth and my mom can understand me when i talk like that.
venetian festival is this weekend. i wanna see some fireworks!
stupid people are stupid.
i wish i knew what happened on that one wednesday night. why wasn't anyone sober to make fun of me later?
i don't wanna go to work tonight, but i have to.
i can't wait for the second season of laguna beach. it's so stupid, but soooo addicting.
there are a lot of people that i need to call this summer. it seems impossible that i may never see or speak to people that i've known and loved for years ever again. but it is possible.
the night before i leave for butler, i am going to jump in a fountain. i just have to.
also, right before i leave, i am going to have a HUGE, kick-ass, mother-fucking awesome party. everyone better be there to say bye to me.
i think my brain is pretty much empty right now.
these random, but informational, comments have been completely written by me: stephanie christine howell.
leave a comment, or don't. it may be a while before i update again. or maybe later tonight.
eye <3 u
later gators
*steph*