Wednesday, May 08, 2002
I'm sorry. Wow, I ignored this good and plenty lately. I don't mean to. I'm officially done with classes. It's just the desk sitting I have to worry about right now. I am taking all these shifts for RAs now. Oh, joy. I just love waking up at 6 am to cover 7-9 shifts. JOY. I am a complete dumbass for taking them. Oh, well...so anyways this has been what's up lately.
Derek and I have a date on Thursday. We are going out to eat. I have no idea where yet. I just sorta wanna make out with him the whole time. Is that a bad thing? I don't think so. If I don't do it soon. I'm gonna die.
Alright, last night was so crazy. The night before I stayed up until 5:30 am to finish writing this paper. Also, I was flirting with this moc boy that goes to my school. I was just complimenting him and stuff. I think he's so beautiful. He has such awesome tattoos. He has star tattoos. I really want some of those, but I had never actually talked to this boy in person. I have seen him around stuff. Well, when we were in the dining hall I almost fainted cause I saw him in there. My friend Kate (who *sigh* left this morning as today was move out day for undergraduates. I'm lucky I get to stay and sit desk. Again...oh joy.) made me go talk to him. We had a nice little chat. He was super nice. He cut his hair I think. Well, he was suppose to have this show yesterday. I said I wanted to go. Haha...so it was in Roxsbury...this way sketchy place on the Orange Line. My lovely friend Laura, also staying, went with me. We ran right away into this cigarette smoking mumbling boy named Ben looking for the same place. Hahaha...at 9:45 we stopped looking. We couldn't find the damn place. It was incredible. I could not believe it. Well, Laura and I had this great adventure. It was an interesting night.
Well, I was gonna stay up with Laura and keep her company as she has to write this paper, but then I get a call to cover someone's shift at 7 am. So I went to sleep at around 1ish...then at 4 am...I wake up and there's this loud beeping. It's a fire alarm. Apparantly, I died in the flames...if there were any...I mean fuck...I am dead. My whole life flashed before my eyes. You know what I don't get is that they expect people to grab their IDs when there is an alarm. Isn't it more important to save your life. I mean jesus...hello, fire people, fire.
Today, I slept. I ate. I relaxed. Very nice.
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Derek and I have a date on Thursday. We are going out to eat. I have no idea where yet. I just sorta wanna make out with him the whole time. Is that a bad thing? I don't think so. If I don't do it soon. I'm gonna die.
Alright, last night was so crazy. The night before I stayed up until 5:30 am to finish writing this paper. Also, I was flirting with this moc boy that goes to my school. I was just complimenting him and stuff. I think he's so beautiful. He has such awesome tattoos. He has star tattoos. I really want some of those, but I had never actually talked to this boy in person. I have seen him around stuff. Well, when we were in the dining hall I almost fainted cause I saw him in there. My friend Kate (who *sigh* left this morning as today was move out day for undergraduates. I'm lucky I get to stay and sit desk. Again...oh joy.) made me go talk to him. We had a nice little chat. He was super nice. He cut his hair I think. Well, he was suppose to have this show yesterday. I said I wanted to go. Haha...so it was in Roxsbury...this way sketchy place on the Orange Line. My lovely friend Laura, also staying, went with me. We ran right away into this cigarette smoking mumbling boy named Ben looking for the same place. Hahaha...at 9:45 we stopped looking. We couldn't find the damn place. It was incredible. I could not believe it. Well, Laura and I had this great adventure. It was an interesting night.
Well, I was gonna stay up with Laura and keep her company as she has to write this paper, but then I get a call to cover someone's shift at 7 am. So I went to sleep at around 1ish...then at 4 am...I wake up and there's this loud beeping. It's a fire alarm. Apparantly, I died in the flames...if there were any...I mean fuck...I am dead. My whole life flashed before my eyes. You know what I don't get is that they expect people to grab their IDs when there is an alarm. Isn't it more important to save your life. I mean jesus...hello, fire people, fire.
Today, I slept. I ate. I relaxed. Very nice.
Listen to Black Rebel Motorcycle Club! Go check out indie hottie on here.
¶ 11:45 PM
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