"Bodies like 12 year old boys. Who are they talking to on those tiny phones?"
Work last night wasn't all that bad.
I drank 3 shots of espresso and I was bouncing off the walls all night. Caffine effects me so drastically, I was telling stories and joking around with the customers all night. Working nights is ok because it's slow. Plus, I still made $17.50 in tips. It was good.
So i'm going to Montreal next week! YAY!!! I'm stoaked. I can't wait! My Dad and I are going out to check out the campus and apartment hunt. There are a frew things I have to do first though, like make sure all of my credits are transferable. I'm super stressed. ahhh, i'm so scared but i'm so excited at the same time!! it's the same feeling you get when you are going on a first date with a great guy and you know that you are going to kiss but you aren't sure. It's just this amazing anticipation. It's funny because every morning I wake up and i'm either like "whoa!! yea, i'm moving" or I slowly open my eyes and think "shit!!! I'm moving, this is terrifying". Either way, AHHH!
There are a lot of things I need/want to do this week, check it out motha fuckas!
-an appointment to get violated (pappy). I know, it's sick but this uterary inflamation (i just decided that is what it is) needs to be looked at poste haste!!
-Finishing making Erin's b-day present
-Cash my check/pay off more of my VISA
-Sew the awesome hot pink sparrow patch I got onto my pink motorcycle jacket
-Dance the night away like an asshole with Allison on Saturday.
-Make Allison a coming home present
-Go to Montreal, figure out courses, try and find a roomie, buy some hot clothes while there
-Bake something super scrumptious this weekend
-Check out prices for Australia vacation at end of summer.
I hate money so much. I wish I could just crap out money, then I would have money everyday. Or, if I was Jill in Boston, once every 3 days. My Dad was saying that if/when I go to Montreal it's important to have the "whole experience" (i.e. spending money), father knows best.
I don't know why but for some reason I am silly happy, I think it's because things are finally falling into place. I've been a little anti-social lately but salrite. I've also been over emotional, tonight I was talking to Willis on the phone and he told Nick that Jill and I both tried to get into Yale and Jill got in and I didnt and now me and Jill are not friends. I flew off the handle like a crazy bitch and hung out on him. Then I felt completely and utterly horriffied so I called will back and acted like I was just playing around. Seriously, I feel like i'm 14 all over again. I also cried during Oprah. Oh dear...
Starbucks is the devil. I think i'm going to start turning into a little Orcha. I can't stop eating those pastries. yum yum yum. oh yea, and the chai lattes. orgasmic!! I kind of want to go to retro tomorrow to dance dance dance but I probably won't.
Will and Nick asked me to go to Ian Forsyth to smoke ciggy's and chill but I said no. Now I wish I said yes. I am bored.
Work last night wasn't all that bad.
I drank 3 shots of espresso and I was bouncing off the walls all night. Caffine effects me so drastically, I was telling stories and joking around with the customers all night. Working nights is ok because it's slow. Plus, I still made $17.50 in tips. It was good.
So i'm going to Montreal next week! YAY!!! I'm stoaked. I can't wait! My Dad and I are going out to check out the campus and apartment hunt. There are a frew things I have to do first though, like make sure all of my credits are transferable. I'm super stressed. ahhh, i'm so scared but i'm so excited at the same time!! it's the same feeling you get when you are going on a first date with a great guy and you know that you are going to kiss but you aren't sure. It's just this amazing anticipation. It's funny because every morning I wake up and i'm either like "whoa!! yea, i'm moving" or I slowly open my eyes and think "shit!!! I'm moving, this is terrifying". Either way, AHHH!
There are a lot of things I need/want to do this week, check it out motha fuckas!
-an appointment to get violated (pappy). I know, it's sick but this uterary inflamation (i just decided that is what it is) needs to be looked at poste haste!!
-Finishing making Erin's b-day present
-Cash my check/pay off more of my VISA
-Sew the awesome hot pink sparrow patch I got onto my pink motorcycle jacket
-Dance the night away like an asshole with Allison on Saturday.
-Make Allison a coming home present
-Go to Montreal, figure out courses, try and find a roomie, buy some hot clothes while there
-Bake something super scrumptious this weekend
-Check out prices for Australia vacation at end of summer.
I hate money so much. I wish I could just crap out money, then I would have money everyday. Or, if I was Jill in Boston, once every 3 days. My Dad was saying that if/when I go to Montreal it's important to have the "whole experience" (i.e. spending money), father knows best.
I don't know why but for some reason I am silly happy, I think it's because things are finally falling into place. I've been a little anti-social lately but salrite. I've also been over emotional, tonight I was talking to Willis on the phone and he told Nick that Jill and I both tried to get into Yale and Jill got in and I didnt and now me and Jill are not friends. I flew off the handle like a crazy bitch and hung out on him. Then I felt completely and utterly horriffied so I called will back and acted like I was just playing around. Seriously, I feel like i'm 14 all over again. I also cried during Oprah. Oh dear...
Starbucks is the devil. I think i'm going to start turning into a little Orcha. I can't stop eating those pastries. yum yum yum. oh yea, and the chai lattes. orgasmic!! I kind of want to go to retro tomorrow to dance dance dance but I probably won't.
Will and Nick asked me to go to Ian Forsyth to smoke ciggy's and chill but I said no. Now I wish I said yes. I am bored.
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