aids aids everybodys got aids
fucking shit, i always have high aspirations to enter a nice long live journal entry, and then i start it. and i feel like i couldnt even be bothered. Ill humor myself though.
SINCE WE LAST SPOKE:
Valentines Day consisted of the cutest trip to the grocery store, pretty shirts, sailor motifs, a homecooked steak dinner, lots of yummy chocolate, and LOVE LOVE LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED!
I got my lip repierced by jay at the shop one weekend at home with Joshua. OUCHIES 16 gauge!
Temple continues to kick sju's ass. Aww, thats sad.
I brought my new friend Erin home for the weekend. We sipped white wine in my hot tub, and it was lovely. The second night, we froze to the deck, and made icicles in our hair. It was 104 in the tub, and 7 outside. I got to spend a lot of time with my family, and really got to know Erin. (Josh came too, because I need him by my side)
This week, I saw my very first Philly show at Starlight Ballroom/Club Polaris. I saw STARS. listen to them, it will change your entire musical world. I have tickets for Metric on the 11th. Mates of State on March 24th, and the FUCKIGN YEAH YEAH YEAHS on April 5th. I'm stoked.
I'm writing an informative Speech on laws concerning HIV/AIDS, hence the subject. its depressing. and a lot of information at one time is super boring- interesting yes, but id rather not research. Ewwwies. I'm pretty much fucked. I have awesome grades thus far in every class, (maybe not my business writing class..not too sure yet) but I fear this week of midterms and stress and PMS might bring me down. I have a B+ in Language and Race, an A in Matt 055, an A in Public Speaking and probably about a B in Business writing. If I had Italian still, I would most likely be shooting myself in the face. over and over again.
I'm happy though. Philadelphia is treating me well. (minus those two tickets.) [Oh my, i dont think I ever spoke about those tickets. HA. $300 for parking in a handicapped spot which was UNCLEARLY marked, but Im too lazy to fight it, and then I let the meter run out two fucking days later. a $20 fine. I figure I have learned my lesson, and will read every single sign posted before I park anywhere in this city again.] I love South Street. I wish I had a job so I could actually support my shopping fantasies. I was supposed to apply for a job at the movie theatre on campus, but I compeltely forget every single day. I'm looking for a house, come May or June with Erin and Kristin Hennigan. Kristin Hennigan you say? yes, kristin hennigan because shes moving to Philly, and I would love to live with normal people that I know. wouldnt you? Hopefully somewhere in South Philly, because I adore the area. Prices are UNBEATABLE and its so fucking trendy i can hardly stand it. I could work literally anywhere I want. life is good. continue being jealous.
love, Rose.
SINCE WE LAST SPOKE:
Valentines Day consisted of the cutest trip to the grocery store, pretty shirts, sailor motifs, a homecooked steak dinner, lots of yummy chocolate, and LOVE LOVE LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED!
I got my lip repierced by jay at the shop one weekend at home with Joshua. OUCHIES 16 gauge!
Temple continues to kick sju's ass. Aww, thats sad.
I brought my new friend Erin home for the weekend. We sipped white wine in my hot tub, and it was lovely. The second night, we froze to the deck, and made icicles in our hair. It was 104 in the tub, and 7 outside. I got to spend a lot of time with my family, and really got to know Erin. (Josh came too, because I need him by my side)
This week, I saw my very first Philly show at Starlight Ballroom/Club Polaris. I saw STARS. listen to them, it will change your entire musical world. I have tickets for Metric on the 11th. Mates of State on March 24th, and the FUCKIGN YEAH YEAH YEAHS on April 5th. I'm stoked.
I'm writing an informative Speech on laws concerning HIV/AIDS, hence the subject. its depressing. and a lot of information at one time is super boring- interesting yes, but id rather not research. Ewwwies. I'm pretty much fucked. I have awesome grades thus far in every class, (maybe not my business writing class..not too sure yet) but I fear this week of midterms and stress and PMS might bring me down. I have a B+ in Language and Race, an A in Matt 055, an A in Public Speaking and probably about a B in Business writing. If I had Italian still, I would most likely be shooting myself in the face. over and over again.
I'm happy though. Philadelphia is treating me well. (minus those two tickets.) [Oh my, i dont think I ever spoke about those tickets. HA. $300 for parking in a handicapped spot which was UNCLEARLY marked, but Im too lazy to fight it, and then I let the meter run out two fucking days later. a $20 fine. I figure I have learned my lesson, and will read every single sign posted before I park anywhere in this city again.] I love South Street. I wish I had a job so I could actually support my shopping fantasies. I was supposed to apply for a job at the movie theatre on campus, but I compeltely forget every single day. I'm looking for a house, come May or June with Erin and Kristin Hennigan. Kristin Hennigan you say? yes, kristin hennigan because shes moving to Philly, and I would love to live with normal people that I know. wouldnt you? Hopefully somewhere in South Philly, because I adore the area. Prices are UNBEATABLE and its so fucking trendy i can hardly stand it. I could work literally anywhere I want. life is good. continue being jealous.
love, Rose.