Margaret Cho is absolutely incredible.

Aug 23, 2004 12:07

Dr. Pacholl is gorgeous. I love US History 1.

I miss the index cards. Remember how, in high school, on the first day of class the teacher would pass out index cards and ask you to write down important contact numbers as well as random information about yourself??? I miss that. It is not so here at the grand state university of West Georgia. Oh no. "Welcome to the real world she said to me, condesending." (John Mayer.)

School is getting better but I still miss home. I've met a few people:

1. Daniel and I met at HALLAPOLOOSA. We played Uno, and I lost. My mother wanted me to go to the silly thing to meet people, and I did too, but there were only boys there. Which, isn't bad.... but boys can't make up my complete social circle.

Daniel is GORGEOUS- but not in "that" way. He reminds me too much of a pompous somebody in Woodstock for me to ever imagine spooning with him. However, we do have very good conversations and possibly, just maybe, someday I could muster some sort of romantical feelings for him because, after all, he IS a Pre-Med student.

2. Emily and Linda: Emily and Linda live two doors down from me and they are best friends. We met Saturday night when Daniel and I were exploring and we invited them to Waffle House. Daniel has it bad for Emily, Emily has a boyfriend, and Linda is a bitch- we don't like her.

3. Michael: Michael is one of Alex's friends. He's a Physchology major and very cool.

I also met Alex's roomates and his neighbor's at The Lofts, but they're all rednecks and therefore don't count.

Last night Zion did an Evangelical Step performance outside of the UCC. It was awesome. Their one of the Christian ministries on campus and they seemed really cool- but I don't think white people are allowed in. I'm not sure. But I'll check it out.

Tonight I think that I'm going to check out the BSU and later on Alex, me and some other people are going to The Rose.

I bought two fish on Saturday to take my mind off of the events of the previous night. I named them Killer and Lucy.

Yesterday I walked into my room and Killer was lying on his side at the bottom of the bowl. I thought that he was sleeping, so I poked at him with a fork. He then floated to the top and I cried. One of the guy RA's came and gave him a burial at sea (The toilet). I couldn't do it myself.

I miss home. Only four more days.
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