Question Mark...
Dont know why I'm posting. Havent done this in like, two years. Or at least not serious posting. Guess I just missed it.
So I'm here at the Hof, just hanging out in my dorm. Its for real boring right now. I miss my roomie. I cleaned, organized, hung up my Caps collection, stuff like that.
Speaking of which, I know I already posted this, but I really miss my boys. There just, so amazing in my mind. I mean, when they lose their still amazing to me. It my weird obession. My hockey thing.
When I was younger, and all the little girls would sit on the black-top and talk about the boys they wanted to marry, weather it was the pres or the cute boy they sat behind in class. When it was my turn to answer this question, I always (and still do) say "I just want a hockey player." Laugh all you want.
Oh wait, let me top this story off...One of the main reasons I said this, was cause I think guys with missing teeth are the hottest things ever...EVER. Period.
Why I'm ranting about this I dont really know...but whatever.
So yeah. College. Good. The fact that I have a TV makes it a lot better...and yet worse at the same time. I dont get the versus network, which shows hockey about 5 nights a week. So no dc hockey, no all-star game, no nothing. If I want hockey, I gotta watch Rangers or Islanders or Devils games, and even their hard to find.
Sometimes I hate New York. Isnt that silly, I've wanted to get out of DC my whole life, and the one thing thats keepin me back is The Washington Capitals. Maybe not silly, not to me. But to someone I'm sure.
Up here people look at me like I'm kinda weird. Just cause I like the Caps. Again, whatever.
So now that I just poured my heart out on LJ (not like I've never done that before) life's pretty good. I'm ready for the new semster, get my brain working again.
I think I might keep this up...this posting thing. Its always helped me get stuff off my chest, that type of thing. Even if no one reads it, and it just kinda sits, with only me to look back, see what I was feeling that day. I do that, look back at my old journals. G-d I was angsty. Always moaning...still am. Just not as angsty-moaning.
So I'm here at the Hof, just hanging out in my dorm. Its for real boring right now. I miss my roomie. I cleaned, organized, hung up my Caps collection, stuff like that.
Speaking of which, I know I already posted this, but I really miss my boys. There just, so amazing in my mind. I mean, when they lose their still amazing to me. It my weird obession. My hockey thing.
When I was younger, and all the little girls would sit on the black-top and talk about the boys they wanted to marry, weather it was the pres or the cute boy they sat behind in class. When it was my turn to answer this question, I always (and still do) say "I just want a hockey player." Laugh all you want.
Oh wait, let me top this story off...One of the main reasons I said this, was cause I think guys with missing teeth are the hottest things ever...EVER. Period.
Why I'm ranting about this I dont really know...but whatever.
So yeah. College. Good. The fact that I have a TV makes it a lot better...and yet worse at the same time. I dont get the versus network, which shows hockey about 5 nights a week. So no dc hockey, no all-star game, no nothing. If I want hockey, I gotta watch Rangers or Islanders or Devils games, and even their hard to find.
Sometimes I hate New York. Isnt that silly, I've wanted to get out of DC my whole life, and the one thing thats keepin me back is The Washington Capitals. Maybe not silly, not to me. But to someone I'm sure.
Up here people look at me like I'm kinda weird. Just cause I like the Caps. Again, whatever.
So now that I just poured my heart out on LJ (not like I've never done that before) life's pretty good. I'm ready for the new semster, get my brain working again.
I think I might keep this up...this posting thing. Its always helped me get stuff off my chest, that type of thing. Even if no one reads it, and it just kinda sits, with only me to look back, see what I was feeling that day. I do that, look back at my old journals. G-d I was angsty. Always moaning...still am. Just not as angsty-moaning.