I hear the bells...
So, since Jessica is AMAZING, she set up an amazing tour of SPU with her friend Gina and us. It was amazing. I love it there. I just...I'm so nervous. I'm so scared that everyone there won't be like me. Which is exactly what I'm looking for - but I'm scared they're going to be crazy, bible thumping, lunatics who don't have ANY fun. I mean, I love bible thumpers as much as the next good christian, church going kid but dude...I like to party. I like to kick it late. Doesn't mean I don't have convictions or whatever, but damn...I'm really not trying to get expelled for taking a shot, yadida? YADIDA. Anyways, I love it. But its going to be really funny. Everyone there looked exactly the same. All white, abercrombie wearing, with their little scrunchies and sweats and shit. I walked up wearing skinny jeans and a headband with a bow on it...I got some ridiculous looks. Which is kind of silly. I will be the notorious black 'scene' girl. WHAHOO.
I am so ready to get my acceptance letter. I'm just so scared all the time. Because getting into SPU is just what I need to pull me out of my slump and make me see a point...to anything really. Because without that...god, I just don't see a point.
The snow patrol concert was excellent. I was way too tired though - that was just so fucking crazy aha. This weekend should be fun. So, I have reverted to my old ways. I feel I have been challanged...told I was not hyphy? PERPOSTEROUS. Friday will be my homecomming. But in a controlled, trusted surrounding. I am excited! LOST was really alright tonight. I was going to say good, but I don't think it was good.
The sports banquet was ridiculous. As usual. Gymnastics...it was so bittersweet. I was so sad at first, but then things happened and then I was like OH YEAH! This is why I'm so glad I never have to do this EVER again. God, fuck all this high school bullshit.
I just wish everyone around me would grow up a little bit more. Well, not everyone around me. Just the older people I know. I wish they would get responsible. I'm starting to hate people who are fucking up their bodies little by little. Whoaaa, complete 180 in a freaking 6month span. Actually, kind of i the same journal entry.
Anyways, hmmm...what else do I have to reflect on. Tomorrow is Thursday and its not going to be brilliant. There is no Grey's Anatomy and that makes tomorrow a pointless, useless day. There might as well not be a tomorrow, because there is NO new television. I mean ANY at all. Which is kind of ridiculous for me, considering how booked up I am on a Thursday usually. I guess this leaves me time to kick it with my girl Vonna. Yipee.
A lot of interjections in this little thing. Haha. I don't know what else to write I just really like typing right now. Cause I can hear the clicks of the keyboard. Wow, I'm a moron. Stop reading this if you are. Not that anyone really reads this. Its kind of funny to think that people would read this and get inside my head my like that. People must think I am a psycho, depressed, obsessive, freak from reading this. Well...that happens. Oh well.
Well, I think that's all for now. As soon as I click post this entry, I know that I'll have more to say. Damn. I don't really care to type anymore so ta-ta.
I am so ready to get my acceptance letter. I'm just so scared all the time. Because getting into SPU is just what I need to pull me out of my slump and make me see a point...to anything really. Because without that...god, I just don't see a point.
The snow patrol concert was excellent. I was way too tired though - that was just so fucking crazy aha. This weekend should be fun. So, I have reverted to my old ways. I feel I have been challanged...told I was not hyphy? PERPOSTEROUS. Friday will be my homecomming. But in a controlled, trusted surrounding. I am excited! LOST was really alright tonight. I was going to say good, but I don't think it was good.
The sports banquet was ridiculous. As usual. Gymnastics...it was so bittersweet. I was so sad at first, but then things happened and then I was like OH YEAH! This is why I'm so glad I never have to do this EVER again. God, fuck all this high school bullshit.
I just wish everyone around me would grow up a little bit more. Well, not everyone around me. Just the older people I know. I wish they would get responsible. I'm starting to hate people who are fucking up their bodies little by little. Whoaaa, complete 180 in a freaking 6month span. Actually, kind of i the same journal entry.
Anyways, hmmm...what else do I have to reflect on. Tomorrow is Thursday and its not going to be brilliant. There is no Grey's Anatomy and that makes tomorrow a pointless, useless day. There might as well not be a tomorrow, because there is NO new television. I mean ANY at all. Which is kind of ridiculous for me, considering how booked up I am on a Thursday usually. I guess this leaves me time to kick it with my girl Vonna. Yipee.
A lot of interjections in this little thing. Haha. I don't know what else to write I just really like typing right now. Cause I can hear the clicks of the keyboard. Wow, I'm a moron. Stop reading this if you are. Not that anyone really reads this. Its kind of funny to think that people would read this and get inside my head my like that. People must think I am a psycho, depressed, obsessive, freak from reading this. Well...that happens. Oh well.
Well, I think that's all for now. As soon as I click post this entry, I know that I'll have more to say. Damn. I don't really care to type anymore so ta-ta.