this is a view of a motorcycle driveby

Tue, 08 Jan 2008 01:49:20 GMT

I miss home
I want to leave this place

Wed, 12 Sep 2007 18:18:15 GMT

Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecure
The concept of school seems so secure
Sophmore three years, aint picked a career
She like fuck it, I'll just stay down here

sounds like me

hmmm

you're the most colorful thing that i've seen

Wed, 05 Sep 2007 17:21:16 GMT

So.

I heard that Andy (the blonde I guy in my previous post) is moving back this week. I miss him. He's not very bright, but he's probably one of the most fun people I've met in my entire life. Sad part is, he's George's friend. It's like we got divorced...we're splitting the assets. I can't hang out with certain people now and I can't listen to certain CDs that we listened to or watch movies that we watched when we worked together.

sighhh

I guess it's like that, when you break up (breakup? break-up? brakeup? brayq~up?) with a guy/girl/friend. At least for me. Certain songs are now theirs, while you get the movies that you watched together and laughed at or the memories you shared. Because in my experience, no brayq~up has been mutual. We've said mutual, just for the sake of saving someone's feelings. One person is usually left hanging on to the lingering afterthoughts of, "Maybe this was a bad idea?" or "This is sooo not what I wanted."

All I know is life is tough when things between people go bad. But luckily, there are doughnuts.

i'm lonelyyyyyyyyyy

Sat, 01 Sep 2007 23:37:58 GMT

Ugh. My boyfriend is out with his parentals. There has to be something better to do on a Saturday night than sit here and post on LiveJournal.

rawrrrrr

i am the cat lady

Wed, 22 Aug 2007 23:37:09 GMT

So, I'm officially the cat lady. You all can say you know her now- you know, the woman who lives alone, has more cats than brain cells, and slowly but steadily loses her mind to the litterbox? That's me.

Well, technically, I still have no cats. And it's safe to say that I will never have cats, since I believe them to be the devil's minions and although Satan lives in my stomach, I would rather eat my fingers than own one. No offense to anyone with a feline, but keep them away from me. Don't worry, I'm an equal opportunity hater...I feel the same way about your children.

So even though I don't have any cats, the parts about living alone and descending into Senileville (next to Midlifecrisis City, but before Arthritistown) are true. Rachel and Randall are gone until Saturday, and I am kind of house sitting since I don't want to go back to my apartment full of noisy people. I realized I was the cat lady sitting in Rachel's new rocking chair (yes, I said rocking chair) watching the Food Network. Yes, please re-read that sentence again. Now we both know I'm the cat lady. To make matters worse, I was eating low calorie popcorn with extra butter that I added to make up for the missing lard taste I enjoy and a diet Coke; all the while providing commentary about the proper way to baste a chicken. Am I a depressing middle aged woman or what?

All that's left is to become a Fanilow. Don't worry, I'm already on it.

New Day.

Wed, 07 Mar 2007 17:03:59 GMT

It's a new day, and I almost couldn't sleep last night because i was so excited for all the things I had to do today. It sounds ridiculous, but planning is one of my favorite things to do, most especially when I am about to fall asleep. To do today:

1. Get my oil changed and get my brakes checked.
2. Wash/Clean out car.
3. Tan.
4. Tell friends I'm leaving, as well as Steele.
5. Sell books/movies.
6. Post Prom dress.
7. Take movie back.
8. Work out.
9. Burn Andrea's CD.
10. Pack.
11. Look up registration info for UVSC.
12. Email Ryan.

That's all I can think of right now. Hopefully, I'll get most of it done. Whew. Okay, here we go.

MOTIVATION ACTIVATE

Wed, 07 Mar 2007 07:27:52 GMT

So this is my new journal. I'm starting over. New city, new apartment, new friends, new journal. I go back to Utah in approximately 4 days. I'm excited, but the next few days are going to suck royally.