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August 28, 2008 Leave a comment

Sooo….I discovered my absolute favorite thing tonight::: Racquetball!!!!


It’s SO fun! Kasey and Matthew, my roommate and her boyfriend, taught me tonight. I was so afraid that I was going to absolutely suck at it, but I was quite good! I even won at cutthroat (it’s a three-person game). It was awesome. Except for when I hit myself in the face with my own racquet. That hurt bad. My lip is swollen. 😦


In other news, I got a job today! I’m so ready to start working again. It’s going to be a very busy semester. Extremely busy. But that’s okay. I’ve decided that I really like busy. It’s nice. Then there’s not as much time to think.


I talked to the ex again today. Sure do miss him a lot. When I say I miss him, I think I mean I miss him, as a person, not as my boyfriend. If that makes any sense at all….



More another night. Tired tonight.

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All’s Clear

August 25, 2008 Leave a comment

Oh, God–

First day of school. The most dreaded day for all kids across America…and for college students too. Now we have to pull our lazy butts out of our warm, cozy beds, and trek our way across a massive campus, only to sit in uncomfortable seats and struggle not to fall asleep while the professor drones on and on. Blah.

I’m so not ready for classes. I don’t want this semester to be like the last. I need to realize that I have the power to make it good. Everything is all clear, wide open, second chances.


~Cultural Anthropology


~Newswriting Lab

Wooo for a loong day already!!!

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Mama’s Girl and the Ex Effect

August 25, 2008 Leave a comment

Well….interesting day today….

I woke up very homesick. Odd for a girl who spent her entire summer away from home, no? I thought so. But I ended up driving home today to see my mom. I called her this morning, and she told me to come home, but five minutes later she called to tell me to stay…however, I made sure she knew how badly I wanted to go home, and kept driving. Needless to say, she was not thrilled with me when I arrived at the house. Not exactly the welcome one expects upon arriving home. But Mom and I managed to have a somewhat pleasant day…for most of the time. But for some reason, I managed to pick little fights with my mom the whole time. I don’t know why! Something about the way she talks to me just triggers this tense nerve in me. It’s terrible. But I’m working on it, I swear. I love my mom so much. I just don’t know how to show it.

I spoke to the dreaded ex today. We hadn’t talked for about 3 months, and then on July 5th, the night of my first date with this awesome guy, and my phone rings. At 3 in the morning. After I had just fallen to sleep. Obviously, I was just a little disoriented, in a “What the HELL??” type way when I saw who was calling me. And he calls to say: “I MISS you.” I MISS YOU!!! After everything he put me through (long story short, he went the AFA, I stayed in TX, he didn’t have time for a girlfriend, broke my heart) he has the nerve to say that to me. But whatever. Amazingly, I stayed cool. I stayed calm. I was collected. I told him he couldn’t go and say things out of the blue like that. I told him not to call me, that I would call him if I ever wanted to talk. And he said…”I’m always here for you.” Right. Okay. I’ll keep that in mind.

And I did. And a month later, I called him. He answered, and we talked for 6 hours. So now we talk. Not every night, not even every other day. Just occasionally. But he’s different…and we connect differently. In fact, we talked today. And he told me he missed me. So what am I supposed to do? I want to believe him…but I believed him once…and it got me a broken heart and a whole lot of love left over. Besides, I want to go to New York.

First Day…….

August 24, 2008 Leave a comment

So first day in the new house!!!

Here’s what I did:: **Nothing I intended**

~Top 20 Countdown on CMT

~Partook (sp?) in a breakfast pizza compliments of the roomie’s boyfriend…Perfection!

~Puttered around my room for exactly 5 minutes before declaring myself too overwhelmed to organized the chaos that is my life

~Watched rhythmic gymnastics with the roomie and friend…Most.  Boring. Olympic sport. And I do mean that. Geez.

~Ate at a really yummy barbque place for a reeeeally late lunch.

~Watched the Harry Potter movies. Numbers 3 and 4 respectively.

~Stalked people on Facebook. For a very long time.

~Discovered my new FAVORITE newspaper…The Village Voice. Amazing. And Hilarious. Yes, I know, totally not relevant to my life, but hopefully in a year or two!! ***Fingers crossed***

~In the course of one evening, managed to blow off not one, but TWO amazing guys for a Saturday night date. Mind you, I did not technically blow them off, I just felt so guilty not wanting to hang out with them. This is what I do. It’s a disease. And not fun. :-/ It’s one thing I really hate about myself…because, I truly like these guys…just not enough to ever commit. Terrible.

And that was my day. Isn’t my life so exciting?? Riiiight. Haha.

“Cause either way, I’ll break your heart someday,

But leaving you is the last thing on my mind,

So when I go…

Baby, Kiss real slow, So I don’t forget to make my way back home…” —–Augustana

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Post Secret…Love this

August 23, 2008 Leave a comment
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Vacuum Bag

August 23, 2008 Leave a comment

“You’ll never know what happened to me
It’s just one of those things
I was sitting by myself
And my thoughts started pouring out
Remember that time on our trip
You asked me where we were going
I said Barcelona
You said that’s not what I meant
Maybe I’ll never get it
I just don’t think I’m like that
Don’t like planning stuff out
It never happens that way
I’m like a vacuum bag That holds all that old dirt
Remember that time we found your mom’s Valium and took it?

Don’t hate me, don’t regret me, don’t ever forget me
Wherever you go, whatever you do, don’t say I never loved you

That summer when we wore no shoes
And we danced on the Fourth of July
And we listened to your sister’s records
And Frampton came alive
Even then you knew what you wanted
Even then I had no clue
I was just living in the moment
And the moment was all about you
Remember that time in LA
You asked we what we were doing
I said we’re doing fine
You said here we go again

I’m like a vacuum bag
That holds all that old dirt
Remember that time we said we’d be together forever?

‘Cause it matters to me
Can you hear me?
Everyday I ask the same thing

Will you ever know what happened to me?
It happens everyday
And you wonder what went on
It’s there and then it’s gone
Maybe I’m sentimental
And I start to reminisce
And every time I do
I still want to tell you this…”

“Vacuum Bag”, —Stroke 9

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August 23, 2008 Leave a comment


In the last week, I have moved from Dallas to Midland to the greattt TTU. Ha. I loved Dallas. I’m angry that I still have to be at school. Isn’t it a little sad that I’m a college student who hates college? Isn’t it sad that I’m wishing away what is supposed to be the funnest time of my life? Yeah, I have fun with my friends, but I’m just ready for…change. I’m ready to be on my own. As I’ve said, I want to move to New York. I want to live in the big city; I’ve always lived in a small town. And it bloooows. But what can you do, right?

I’m reading a fantastic book right now. Bill Bryson’s In a Sunburned Country. I love it!!!! Yay for traveling and meeting new people. Who wants to stay in one city their entire life? For sure hell no not me. I want to see more things than freakin’ Middle of Nowhere, TX.

I moved in to my new place today. It’s…good. It just doesn’t feel like home yet, and that’s something that’s very important to me. I’m a homebody, I like to be comfortable. But this still feels like just my friend’s house, not mine yet.

“And it’s you and me and all other poeple,

ANd I don’t know why…I can’t keep my eyes off of you…”

I miss someone tonight. Loneliness is an awful feeling. Especially when no one except that person can soothe the ache.

Sorry I’m not more interesting. This is why I want to be an editor…not a writer. But I digress. 🙂


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