My Felicity, there ARE a lot of cherries in your pies!

Dec 16, 2005 22:03

--Listening to crappy rap song with equally crappy siren in the backbeat that tries to slavage the song but doesn't
--Hands have carpal tunnel and smell like oranges
--Wearing Julia's huge glasses that are for budding starlets, not laymen like me or anyone else
--Prison camp song now
--Writing a story that (surprisingly) I don't want to throw away
--I lost 5 pounds
--Saw someone I like, and someone not so much
--Mouth smells nice like Dentyne Ice
--Oh gosh the song is an amalgam with an equally bad 2nd song
--Picture of Sherwood Anderson taken by Alfred Steiglitz, married to Georgia O'Keefe
--Finished stuff today
--Sweat shop ensues
--SITUATIONAL IRONY TO THE NTH DEGREE
--Nice gingy bread house
--Fun party @ skeezle's
--TubaChristmas tomorrow...excitement

I used to be kind of depressed, and now that I think about it, I don't know why. There was no reason to be. No matter how boring I want my life to be, it isn't. And I need to accept that. It's actually quite fun. BUT, this is the oddest turn of events: out of all of my friends, I am the least excited about college. For one that seems like she will thrive in that kind of environment, I'm really indifferent to the whole matter. Meh.
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