why must i think of this until i find peace and quiet in the drownings of my mind
so i think the last time i wrote in this journal, i said "i'm in college."
i think i should go a little further than that.
i'm in college, at scranton, and i love it.
it's amazing. people are amazing.
i am myself, completely, and people love me for it.
my friends, are seriously the best.
my three best; catherine, pat, and lauren.
catherine: my buddy since orientation. weed brought us together, weed keeps us together, we smoke weed together, and we live for weed @ the U together. she's amazing. she's everything i loved about my few girl friends at home, but she's catherine and she's insane. we hold conversations without speaking. we roll clip blunts. we roll, tightly. i love her.
patrick elizabeth loftus: he is my male counterpart. if my mom had a boy and lost him, i found him. we have bonded. it's real. we'll be close forever, and forever. and then after forever, we'll be chillin on a bench somewhere on campus bullshitting for one more hour.
lauren LOOPY zeitenger: she is my Long Island sister. she's a twin, but she should be mine. we laugh at the same stupid shit, constantly. she likes fairly good music. her and shelly may would be good music partners. we are the lotus kids, you better take note of this...
and as for my roommate?
Lisa... she's great. HOMES!!! We don't refer to eachother by our names, just YO HOMES! she's a 93 pound crazy firecracker of a girl, and i love her. she's the best roommate ever, out of any of my friends or acquantances' roommates. Staten Island.
and as for me? I'm home. I'm me. I'm free. I'm doing it. I'm learning how to be so comfortable, it scares me. I'm Madeline Hurley, I take no prisoners. Whatever the fuck that means.
alright tasty little livejournal. i've sufficiently told you about college, plus is 2:30am... and i'm high and looking to score crazy amounts of pillow time.
i think i should go a little further than that.
i'm in college, at scranton, and i love it.
it's amazing. people are amazing.
i am myself, completely, and people love me for it.
my friends, are seriously the best.
my three best; catherine, pat, and lauren.
catherine: my buddy since orientation. weed brought us together, weed keeps us together, we smoke weed together, and we live for weed @ the U together. she's amazing. she's everything i loved about my few girl friends at home, but she's catherine and she's insane. we hold conversations without speaking. we roll clip blunts. we roll, tightly. i love her.
patrick elizabeth loftus: he is my male counterpart. if my mom had a boy and lost him, i found him. we have bonded. it's real. we'll be close forever, and forever. and then after forever, we'll be chillin on a bench somewhere on campus bullshitting for one more hour.
lauren LOOPY zeitenger: she is my Long Island sister. she's a twin, but she should be mine. we laugh at the same stupid shit, constantly. she likes fairly good music. her and shelly may would be good music partners. we are the lotus kids, you better take note of this...
and as for my roommate?
Lisa... she's great. HOMES!!! We don't refer to eachother by our names, just YO HOMES! she's a 93 pound crazy firecracker of a girl, and i love her. she's the best roommate ever, out of any of my friends or acquantances' roommates. Staten Island.
and as for me? I'm home. I'm me. I'm free. I'm doing it. I'm learning how to be so comfortable, it scares me. I'm Madeline Hurley, I take no prisoners. Whatever the fuck that means.
alright tasty little livejournal. i've sufficiently told you about college, plus is 2:30am... and i'm high and looking to score crazy amounts of pillow time.