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December 31st, 2005
11:56 am
Everyone enjoy the last day of the craziest year of our lives.....
I'm off to get a buzz cut....or a mohawk..
Chris H pay me 45 bucks sucka.
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December 10th, 2005
06:47 pm
this is a shout out to my mother.
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December 8th, 2005
05:58 pm
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh I got into college!!!
Columbia University. Early Decision. Ivy League. New York City.
holy hell.
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December 7th, 2005
05:46 pm
2 b's and 2'c.......
and columbia in 28 hours and 13 minutes.....
and a calc test and psych presentation.......
could life get any worse???
oh yeah,,,,,,, BOYS
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December 4th, 2005
10:32 am
mmmmm kisses.
and trails and lakes and almost falling and buses and tic tac toe and tator tots and blue couches and caribou and coyotes and highland point and my entire saturday night. outside in freeeezing weather.
and aubrey sitting on the roof of the beemer cause that was funny.
and girl talk until four with jamie and ekta and my sister.
and life, basically.
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December 3rd, 2005
04:45 pm
hmmmm i'm trying to do college essays cause my mom finally made me sit down and do them this afternoon and isn't letting me up til i finish at least a few.
help me. if you were having a dinner party and could invite 4 dead people, who would they be, why, and what would the main topic of conversation be??
hard. isn't it.
took the SATs this morning. math was ridiculously easy.
SOMEBODY TELL ME IF YOU LIKE MY PROFILE PICTURE!
just when i thought i had it figured out, life gets confusing again. boys boys boys. ima turning lesbian.......
oh and i forgot last time.
i tag: whoever wants to waste time.
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December 2nd, 2005
12:28 am
Ground Rules: 1st player of this game starts with the topic "5 weird habits or facts about yourself" & people who get tagged need to write a xanga entry about their 5 weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end you need to choose 5 people to be tagged & list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment saying "you're tagged" & tell them to read you're xanga.
1. I talk to my fish.
2. I never throw pictures away.
3. When i like a song i listen to it a million times til i memorize it.
4. I go through friends and boys like tissues.
5. Sometimes i just stop breathing.
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November 27th, 2005
04:30 pm
i do not like the weirdness or awkwardness of dates. Period. Especially first dates. At this point i have no idea if he likes me or not.
ummmm and Rent is awesome and i am turning bohemian.
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November 24th, 2005
08:48 pm
When it rains, soon comes the deluge. And that is all i have to say. At least i can postpone it a bit with a visit to my completely psycho family for one of the craziest thanksgivings yet.
I am thankful for: Boston Market Thanksgiving dinners that my grandmother tries to pass off as her own, my 9 year old cousins for beating each other up amusingly, the first snowfall, caffeinne, awesome phone calls, good books, finding out my uncle's old pot smoking habits, seeing my mom's old high school boyfriend's house, basically learning that my family was ME a generation ago, missing my friends who are awesome, my cool aunt who is actually like at NYU, the fact i'm seeing rent late tonight, my broken IPOD, the last time i have to go home south, my adorable little sister and youngest cousin, the shithole state of new jersey....
and.......my paintball gun. (just kidding)
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November 23rd, 2005
05:20 am
He called He called He called He called He called He called He called
and we talked in a parking lot forever and it was awesome. Except then Brett's phone was off so now i have to wait til Sunday to see her and Aubrey's grandfather was a little mad when i got back over there.
but it was still awesome.
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November 21st, 2005
01:34 pm
Ryan Cabrera and Joey from the Click 5 from this point on shall simultaneously be my lovers.
Carvel boy has still not called.
after how many days should i give up?? Eedee this one is for you.
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November 20th, 2005
01:04 pm
I love.....
campfires, junior boys, lakes, night drives, school playgrounds, chapstick, 99 cent lighters, burned marshmellows, lakes, reflections, blankets, ice cream scoops, ice cream scoopers, courage, pens, napkins, suprises, hydrogen peroxide, gilmore girls, absolute chemistry, deep conversations, the blair witch project, tall trees, cloudy nights, moonlight, broken fences, tea, best friends coming through, sleepovers, moes.......
and you.
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November 19th, 2005
07:43 pm
last night a late showing of harry potter with jamie scott ivan and nick
tonight asia's play, marietta square, and now CAMPING with the awesome junior boyses
tomorrow jamie's christmas suprise (hint hint it's at the tabernacle....)
and then my collegites come home!!!!!
Thanksgiving week is awesome
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November 17th, 2005
12:42 am
Today I had the lovely experience of being accused of a felony involving a large white van, an ex-boyfriend, and a paintball gun (one of which i have never seen before) Use your imaginations.
Needless to say i did not commit said crime. Nor do i know who did.
Not that the rest of the student body believes me. Or bothers to listen.
Ahhhh, the power of gossip.
Check: the worst day of my life.
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November 13th, 2005
09:39 pm
mmmm life is weird lately. All my friends are cool, but it's still never going to be the same as it was.
Its like i lived a life for 3 years and then had to start a new one in time for senior year. But i think i'm making the most of it. Most of the time.
At least the parties are damn good.
Boys suck. Except the one i almost have the courage to talk to. Tongue-tied is not attractive.
And soon will be miss o, harry potter, tom sayer, and pudding thanksgiving reunion 2005 (aka getting my old life back for a night or two.
Question of the Week: What do you have to be Thankful for??
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October 26th, 2005
11:45 pm
i had an awesome awesome awesome day except for the fact that my keyboard is screwed up and that i still can"t make myself write these freaking college essays
BUT my dad is buying me a car in like a month cause my mom"s broke down and she does"t want another one so we have to trade her"s in or something like that AND this really cute boy i"ve "crushed" on for like the whole year asked me to hang out friday night and kissed me on the cheek after class AND its cold and i love it AND i understand calculus AND this weekend is going to kick ass AND i got invited to three halloween parties and that"s fun cause i like costumes (any ideas by the way???)
AND i love you allllll
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October 25th, 2005
11:43 pm
hey guess what I PASSED MY DRIVERS TEST!!!!!
hellll yes whoever said the third time is a charm.
Anddddd i am bitching everybody out lately, including teachers and full classes of people?? Not really sure why. Just makes me more ready to go to college.
But apparantly not more ready to do college applications because i have 6 more days to do GA Tech, Emory, and Columbia and......
FIVE MORE ESSAYS TO WRITE!!!!!!!!!!
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October 24th, 2005
01:11 am
Today i ran away. To Jamie's and i came back in time for dinner, so i guess it wasn't much good. But i still did it.
If there is one thing i am not, it is a spoiled brat. Spoiled brats don't worry about orphaned children in Pakistan. If you didn't want me to be priveleged, then don't raise me in freaking priveleged East Cobb.
All in all, I am SO behind in college applications.
And i also have guts. Or i'm just lonely.
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12:58 am - I cried.
Sarah Beth is scared to death
To hear what the doctor will say
She hasn't been well
Since the day that she fell
And the bruise, just won't go away
So she sits and she waits with her mother and dad
Flips through an old magazine
Till a the nurse with a smile
Stands at the door
And says will you please come with me
Sarah Beth is scared to death
Cause the doctor just told her the news
Between the red cells and white
Something's not right
But we're gonna take care of you
Six chances in ten it won't come back again
With the therapy were gonna try
It's just been approved
It's the strongest there is
I think we caught it in time
Sarah Beth closes her eyes
And she dreams she's dancing
Around and around without any cares
And her very first love is holding her close
And the soft wind is blowing her hair
Sarah Beth is scared to death
As she sits holding her mom
Cause it would be a mistake
For someone to take
A girl with no hair to the prom
For, just this morning right there on her pillow
Was the cruelest of any surprise
And she cried when she gathered it all in her hands
The proof that she couldn't deny
Sarah Beth closes her eyes
And she dreams she's dancing
Around and around without any cares
And her very first love was holding her close
And the soft wind is blowing her hair
Its quarter to seven
That boys at the door
And her daddy ushers him in
And when he takes off his cap
They all start to cry
Cause this mornin where his hair had been
Softly she touches just skin
And they go dancin
Around and around without any cares
And her very first true love is holding her close
And for a moment she isn't scared
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