Jan 08, 2007 23:21
as i upload my new cds onto itunes and then upload itunes on to my ipod, it seems a good time for a journal entry.
who says cds are dead? theyre better quality than most downloaded mp3s and allow people to grow musically. thats whats most important. i smell an edge article. maybe i should write it.
OH MY FUCKING GOD! IM DONE WITH MY FUCKING COLLEGE APPS!!! AHHHH!!!!
7 essays, 9 cover letters, countless scoldings by my mother, and $600+ later, i am finally done with college apps. now i can offically start to stop caring.
not to say i didnt have my close calls. with both gwu and sophie davis, i found out 2 days before the deadline that there was an entire other application i needed to do in order to be considered for the program. yikes. well, thank god thats over with.
i just noticed that any drink you can make with vodka, you can easily make with sprite instead.
its getting really boring beating greg in fight night: round 3. no joke, hes gone 0-50 in our last 50 fights. its just pathetic. a 50 fight losing streak. he owns the game and i still own him.
stomach bugs are the worst. i know, because i had one just recently. katrina gave it to me (damn double dippers). i really do think stomach bugs are the worst. upset stomachs and vomiting are even worse than fevers, in my opinion.
wooooah. the autosave indicator is in tiny grey writing on the bottom right now. i started getting scared ever since i started not seeing it in big black letters around the top. phew. i still have my safety net.
rock aid this friday. angela, mica, and bianca are hyping it up so much, i swear. my socks had better be thoroughly rocked off after this concert.
oh. and just in case you guys were wondering, yeah. im pretty much leaning towards giving it a shot, with angela that is. ill let her know at rock aid. eh, ill give it a shot, but i cant promise anything. i just think itll be too weird to start a serious relationship with her. i just cant see her as "angela: the girlfriend". hahahaha. that sounds like a movie title or something.
ok. moms bugging me to get to bed. gotta go. peace out.