if anyone noticed i dropped off of lj and is oh so sad about it, this should help you:

http://tiffcatheryn.blogspot.com - new journal

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p.s. my 22nd is tuesday!

and i'm done with my undergraduate degree. wow.

Next Fall I'll be interning at the Oyez Review, a literary journal featuring fiction, poetry, and creative non-fiction. I'll be doing hands-on editing, designing, publishing, publicizing, and distributing. This might sound lame to some people, but I'm really excited about it. I did a little research on it and Charles Bukowski's work was ( Read more... )

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American Lit exam @ 10a.m. I can feel my right hand cramping up already. After this, I refuse to think about Paine, Emerson, Thoreau, or Whitman for the entire summer. Well, maybe Whitman.

Awww...last day of class with Kathryn. sad day. :( No more making fun of Danny Patterson's nervous twitches and suit coat(s). <-- have we ever decided ( Read more... )

I am a complete spaz. This really isn't a new revelation, just today it's more apparent. I'm really excited about graduating and going home, but I'm also really sad about my time with Anna ending. She's been my roommate for 3 years and it just doesn't seem real that she won't always be there. I can't study like I used to. I'm too ready for ( Read more... )

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if you're ditzy, thin, beautiful, and agree with everything he says, than he'll fall in love with you.

i'm learned to the point of annoyance, plump, arguably a tad manly, and have lots of opinions.

fuck.

maybe i'm just really irritable lately, but the whole new fad of "do-something-to-the-advertisement-and-win-a-super-cool-new-______" is REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING!

sometimes i feel like all the walls and doors are gone when no one is here and i'm laying in a bed in one enormously cold room. and there is something so desperately fucking tragic about the sound of birds on early spring mornings. my throat has opened up at the back of my mouth and i've become this huge windpipe creating a vacant pain that tears ( Read more... )