In Which I Like...
I thought about doing different examples of combinations and permutations, but it seems an entry is in order. I guess I've been quite the lame-tard of late. I don't know. I just went through tons of my old entries and you know what I need to be interesting? A crush on someone; yep, that's what I've discovered I'm missing. I mean, remember when Mike used to be HIM and I could be a spaz and hilarious things would happen when I'd make large social gaffes and still be okay with it? Those were the days.
Here's a quote from an entry two years ago:
"A couple days ago, on Tuesday, I do believe, something that Kelly and I have deamed "The Dryland Incident" occurred. I really can't say more than that, as it is a secret, and secrets should not be told, because if they are told, then they're no longer secret! But anyways, that's all I shall divulge to you all. Just know that it was hilarious and embarassing at the same time, though nobody else probably thought so. I just remember thinking to myself, "Do NOT turn red..."
So after swim practice, Kelly and I chatted and attempted to sort our various issues with the world, which are getting bigger and yet, somehow, funnier and more hilarious. Then I talked to Brian and Caroline and Meghan online, and we began a chat which I can't say very much about, but I will give one hint. FEED HIM! Here's a small "snippet" of the conversation, which takes place between Meghan and Caroline.
Tarheel2468: i didn't even think he was that ugly
cheeZehomefry : until he opens his mouth
Tarheel2468 : AND EATS HER!"
I mean, life was good. Well, sort of... Other than the fact that I was hopelessly in love with a jerk who would never like me back and I was slightly obsessed, life was good. I want to be close with my swimming friends like I used to be. We used to be best friends and now I can't help but feel like I don't belong at swimming. Maybe it's because I'm closer to the email chain than I used to be? I have no clue.
Also, I want to talk about what I like because, well, I feel like it. I like: hot chocolate, cold days, maple leaves, snowflakes, mascara, seeing little red flags of new emails, great swim races, epihpanies, remembering Nice, having spontaneous dance parties, telling stories, flirting, being told how funny I am, walking in the woods, swim team trips, concerts, the email chain, taking pictures, spiced cake, maxie b's, my calculator, the biology corner, the French language, highlighters with just the right amount of juice, talking online, receiving facebook messages, chewy bars, my nicknames, and most of all, my friends. I don't know if this seems lame or whack, because it probably does, but this was so much better than seeing how many permutations are in the word "Pennsylvania." Maybe you enjoyed it too...
Here's a quote from an entry two years ago:
"A couple days ago, on Tuesday, I do believe, something that Kelly and I have deamed "The Dryland Incident" occurred. I really can't say more than that, as it is a secret, and secrets should not be told, because if they are told, then they're no longer secret! But anyways, that's all I shall divulge to you all. Just know that it was hilarious and embarassing at the same time, though nobody else probably thought so. I just remember thinking to myself, "Do NOT turn red..."
So after swim practice, Kelly and I chatted and attempted to sort our various issues with the world, which are getting bigger and yet, somehow, funnier and more hilarious. Then I talked to Brian and Caroline and Meghan online, and we began a chat which I can't say very much about, but I will give one hint. FEED HIM! Here's a small "snippet" of the conversation, which takes place between Meghan and Caroline.
Tarheel2468: i didn't even think he was that ugly
cheeZehomefry : until he opens his mouth
Tarheel2468 : AND EATS HER!"
I mean, life was good. Well, sort of... Other than the fact that I was hopelessly in love with a jerk who would never like me back and I was slightly obsessed, life was good. I want to be close with my swimming friends like I used to be. We used to be best friends and now I can't help but feel like I don't belong at swimming. Maybe it's because I'm closer to the email chain than I used to be? I have no clue.
Also, I want to talk about what I like because, well, I feel like it. I like: hot chocolate, cold days, maple leaves, snowflakes, mascara, seeing little red flags of new emails, great swim races, epihpanies, remembering Nice, having spontaneous dance parties, telling stories, flirting, being told how funny I am, walking in the woods, swim team trips, concerts, the email chain, taking pictures, spiced cake, maxie b's, my calculator, the biology corner, the French language, highlighters with just the right amount of juice, talking online, receiving facebook messages, chewy bars, my nicknames, and most of all, my friends. I don't know if this seems lame or whack, because it probably does, but this was so much better than seeing how many permutations are in the word "Pennsylvania." Maybe you enjoyed it too...