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| 08.30.04 (6:19 am) [edit] |
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Grandma passed away at around 7 this morning. I guess the funeral is on thursday.
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| 08.29.04 (4:50 pm) [edit] |
Went to the hospital tonight. Saw my grandmother for the last time alive.
Having a bad month. Be nice to me.
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| 08.27.04 (9:25 pm) [edit] |
Hi. I updated.
So, I gave in and cleaned the bathtub tonight since my roommate is a worthless piece of shit. That bleach stench really sticks with your nasal canal... Does it make sense that I always end up doing all the housework? Granted, I'm a girl, living with a bunch of boys. But honestly. We're all adults, goddamn it. I hate roommates. I'm moving out as soon as I can.
Let's go over the list of what I've done: Washed/swept all the floors (except for the unfinished kitchen floor). Cleaned up the living room and kitchen. Washed all the counters. Scrubbed down the bathtub. Cleaned up all the grill mess in the main hallway.
What has everybody else done? Oh. Wait. John did the toilet and the bathroom sink. Max took 5 seconds out from his strenous daily schedule of sitting in front of the computer to "wash" the bottom of the tub. And Matt, I don't know what he did. But you know? What the fuck. :evil:
I'm done whining. I swear. Oh, and I promise I'm not cranky. And I can't possibly be bitter about the fact that we all agreed to share chores evenly.
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| Beach! |
| 08.26.04 (7:40 pm) [edit] |
Kymmi and I went to the beach yesterday for "Operation: Fatty's Last Ditch Beach Trip." It was absolutely gorgeous up there. I had such an awesome day. On the way back, we stopped at Brown's and got lobsters and steamers. Oh man. So good. I popped my lobster cherry; it was my first time ever devouring the little creatures whole.
Yea. Then we went undies shopping. Got a few pairs. And then it was margarita time. Because honestly, what's better than sleeping on the night before your first day of school? That's right. Tequila.
Needless to say, I booted this morning. Ah well. Atleast I didn't have to go to my 8am. I walked up to campus before realizing that I didn't have it today. Gr. I napped straight through my IQP meeting. I'm such a jerk sometimes. I woke up and went to work before realizing that I missed the meeting.
I'm so excited, my uncle is coming up tomorrow! I get to meet my new cousin for the first time. We're having a memorial type deal for my grandfather this weekend.
We took all the bottles back tonight. Yea. $20. Well. $19.85. That's 397 cans and bottles. Hot?
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| 08.18.04 (10:36 pm) [edit] |
Wait. I'm updating? ...
I'm having trouble identifying with the fact that I'll be in school a week from now. Well. A week and 12 hours. I have to get myself on a regular schedule, which means I'm gonna have to abandon my alchoholic status. I'll be working two jobs on top of classes and IQP. I don't see even a trace of free time in my future. But. I guess it can't be so bad.
I did my duty tonight and went over to feed/love Mabel. While she was eating I was looking at all the old pictures again. I found a bunch that I had completely forgotten about. Found some dirty ones, and some adorable ones. It's so strange being able to see those, and get misty about how happy I used to be. There were so many good times. Miss those days. And it's funny because in a few years I'll look back to now, and feel the same way. It's fucked up, isn't it?
Pictures!
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| Yea. Lick it. |
| 08.13.04 (6:05 pm) [edit] |
I just realized that I have the best class schedule ever. I have class from 8-10 on Tues. Wed. and Thurs. and Mondays and Fridays I have class from 9-10. How rad is that? I'm psyched.
So I guess that means I can work more than I thought I'd be able to. Of course I'll be doing my IQP as well, which will take up time... but it's more flexible from what I understand.
I went to the bookstore yesterday to figure out which books I had to buy off half.com. I guess there goes my money. One way or another I have to drop $1300. Because. That's what I owe daddy. :evil:
I went and got my hair done tonight. I had them fix it and dye it all my natural color. I love it. It's natural blonde, which is way darker than most of my hair was before, but I love it. I dropped $75 on it, but it's worth it since I never have to dye it again. Plus I got my eyebrows done. I'm turning into such a girl.
How can I afford all this, you think? Oh. I can't. That's the beauty of debt. I work two jobs, atleast full time if not more, yet I still can't pay all of my bills. Go figure.
My finger is still black and blue and slightly swollen/disfigured. I'm wondering if it's ever gonna get better... Atleast I can see it more clearly with my brandy new glasses. I fit in at school better now. ;)
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| Don't you forget. |
| 08.08.04 (8:54 pm) [edit] |
I don't know what my problem is. I've been having a strange week... Had a lot of things on my mind. All kinds of thoughts and memories and issues hanging in the rafters.
I was supposed to work tonight, and I did for about an hour or so until they told me I could go home. I was invited to Keith's and Jess's barbeque, but work made that impossible. I guess Keith is leaving thursday forever, and Jess is going to AZ soon. I'm gonna miss them. :(
I really should stop drinking. School is coming up in a few weeks and I'll be going to an 8am class 4 days a week.
I'm so upset with myself for being such a slacker. I really wanted to get in shape this summer, and I really wanted to get out and go hiking or bike down the cape canal, or atleast something. But I haven't had a chance to yet. I'm working full time as of now and no sign of it ending until school... and it's all downhill from there. I've got myself in a potentially regular running schedule with sketchy neighbor though, so hopefully I can shed some of this chub before classes start.
And as per usual, I'm dry in the boy department. It's gonna be hard to make people jealous if I have nobody to show off. Damn you fear of commitment. Damn you. I think this says it best though. "One day your prince will come, mine just took a wrong turn got lost and is too stubborn to ask for directions." That's gotta be it. I can't possibly be this undesirable. Right?
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| oh, the titties. |
| 08.05.04 (5:41 pm) [edit] |
So I went out undies shopping tonight because, I mean... what else does one do on a Thursday night?
I have officially decided that my rack is just too big. I don't understand it. I can't wear button down shirts because the buttons always pop open. It's not ok. And it's funny because my grandma and mommy are wicked jealous since I'm so "well endowed."
I bought the button down shirt anyways. And a bra with zero padding. So I guess everybody can know when I'm cold now. :shock:
I got this too.
I went running with the sketchy neighbor today. Go me!
I'm tired of working. Seriously, put your applications in now to fill my personal sugar daddy position. I'll be your trophey girlfriend if you'll be my sugar daddy!
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| 08.03.04 (5:59 pm) [edit] |
Hi this is Steak and we're going to drink.
So we have to go because the packie is going to close.
Now. everyone. come drink.
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| 5 hours? |
| 08.02.04 (9:04 pm) [edit] |
I just realized that I need to wake up in about 5 hours. So I figured that the most important thing for me to do right about now is write in my ridiculous blog.
Tomorrow night is girls' night out. Steaky's coming down, and Mallory's coming out too, and it's gonna be like the old days for the night. We'll go get food, then go to Jillians and pick up sketchy boys while playing pool. It'll be one good time.
I figured out the reason why I hate, and love, long car rides at night. It gives me too much time to think and reflect. I think I come up with my life's best (and worst) decisions in the driver's seat. I think back and remember times that I wish never ended, and people which I wish I never grew apart from. Not that I'm unhappy with the way things are now, I just can't stand the fact that certain things happened the way they did. I can't say that I regret anything, I've learned a lot and I'm a much better person because of the experiences in which I've been through.
What am I going on about? I'm tired. I ramble when I'm tired. You should have stopped reading a while ago. haha
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| Oh yes. |
| 08.01.04 (10:07 pm) [edit] |
Why is there never anything to watch on TV on Sunday nights? Do the TV people really think that I have something better to do on Sunday nights, where I won't be parked in front of the TV all lethargic-like? I need a life, I think. Maybe a hobby. But I don't have time for hobbies... Hm.
So my finger is still really swollen, and the bottom of it is still numb. Is that bad?
Now is the time where I check my finances and figure out just how much money I'm in debt for. I just wrote out my rent check, with a cute little note attached asking if it's cool if Gwenny comes to stay with me for a few days. Mommy and Grandma are going away for a weekend, and Daddy's gonna be at the Cape. So that leaves me to take care of my own dog, I guess.
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