under my umbrella ella ella
Well I've been home for a while now. 4 weeks I guess. I'm kind of getting sick of this town. I mean, in Merrimack, and even in Nashua, we couldn't find a coffee shop besides Dunkin Donuts. What is that? No iced tea, no iced coffee or anywhere to chill out for half an hour - freakin' lame, New Hampshire. However, some fun things have happened since I've been back, like my brother's high school graduation. And I drove to Queens to see Amanda and Giselle. Also, I started watching The Sopranos. And I've been hunting Stephen Colbert's Americone Dream Ben & Jerry's ice cream at every possible place, to no avail. And Carolyn and Dan and I went to the beach one day, which was really fun.
However, I do miss being at Mount Holyoke and with my friends, but I like not having school work to think about. I gotta get it together and decide what I'm going to do in the fall. And hopefully my mom's house here in Merrimack will sell soon, and then I can help her move into her nice house in cool Keene.
Meanwhile, what's the deal with the father from 7th Heaven being allowed to star in a movie in which he is a murderer and a babysitter seductress, when Jessica Biel got in trouble for being topless in a magazine. This movie is creepy. Also creepy: after some people had a showing at our house yesterday with the realtor, I found my one of my pearl earrings out of the jewelry box, sitting on top of my dresser. What are people doing touching my things?
I guess I didn't really have a reason for posting.
However, I do miss being at Mount Holyoke and with my friends, but I like not having school work to think about. I gotta get it together and decide what I'm going to do in the fall. And hopefully my mom's house here in Merrimack will sell soon, and then I can help her move into her nice house in cool Keene.
Meanwhile, what's the deal with the father from 7th Heaven being allowed to star in a movie in which he is a murderer and a babysitter seductress, when Jessica Biel got in trouble for being topless in a magazine. This movie is creepy. Also creepy: after some people had a showing at our house yesterday with the realtor, I found my one of my pearl earrings out of the jewelry box, sitting on top of my dresser. What are people doing touching my things?
I guess I didn't really have a reason for posting.