Fuck this line of thought.
I'm sick of talking about this.
I have nothing else to say, in fact I have no idea why I write in here to begin with.
I'm sick of talking about this.
I have nothing else to say, in fact I have no idea why I write in here to begin with.
Anyway, I'm jealous of your travel. I'm going to philly in a few days and then new jersey. Thats kind of like traveling, but not far enough for me.
And living in the now is cool. I know that I'm going to grad school at Umass in the fall, but I don't know who I will be living with. All my friends already have people to live with. Time to meet some strangers or answer random flyers!
And although you don't think people may care about what you have to say, they do. I don't find "i'm from florida" very boring at all. Its just a sentence. Its nice to hear about new people, however unreal they may be due to the internet thing. I like stories. Feel free to tell me any little adventures. My life is damn boring right now and it may just be that way for another 2 years while i live in the valley. That doesn't mean I can't love stories and silly adventures and doing random things.
I have giant chipmunk cheeks! You are talking to a chipmunk. Although it doesn't hurt I look like a fool! My adventure today is watching enough tv to drive me insane!
time for dinner.
I've never seen pretty in pink. I wanted to rent it the other day (because of the vh1 special), but we got hellraiser (and hellraiser 2) for some reason. Those are good movies, a little too much blood and incest, but still, really good.
And you're right that I'm a hypocrit for telling you to write in your journal, when I wont' share anything. I just can't bear to tell people stuff about me that they wouldn't care about. I guess thats how you felt. In fact, you should probably jsut ignore everything I said about that. I know how you feel. I talk about my boyfriend and my lack of life all the time and I'm so sick of it. It makes me not want to talk. The last semester was a depressing one, because everyone had school and all i had was 10 hours of work a week and the internet. I was a loser. I sat in front of my computer for the whole day and then went out with people at night (going out being going to friends and watching movies). MEH! Boring life! I'm trying to make it better. Maybe by telling you that you can talk about anything you want, I'm telling me that i can talk about anything . I'm the queen of projecting.
So anyway, it is interesting that I don't know what you look like. But i'm sure I would still talk to you unless you put up a picture of yourself and you were having sex with a chicken. If not wanting a friend that sleeps with chickens is superficial, then that I am!