|O Sole Mio.......|
2003-03-20 15:05:22 ET
These ever changing mood swings need to stop. NOW.
Happy...sad....happy....sad...etc, etc, etc. Isolation isn't bad but it does get lonely. Hopefully soon that will end. I've been more optimistic lately which is good. Looking at schools, waiting for the perfect job, etc. It's definitely baby steps but a little something is better than nothing. I wished I had something more exciting to say but maybe after the weekend. *fingers crossed*
2003-02-23 14:59:25 ET
My sister just found something out quite amusing. It turns out that the 'dean of students' of her school participated in the "Mr. Maryland Leather 2000" competition. There are pictures of him online in bondage gear kissing other men. Now the only reason this would be a big deal is because she goes to a Catholic school which has its share of scandal. When I went there, there was a "student" who enrolled claiming to have been Steven Spielberg's nephew. He was "15", drove a BMW, got special treatment and was very fond of the freshman girls. He even parkedin the principal's parking spot. Ha, well it turned out that he was a !27! yr old Iranian immigrant posing as a student. Shocker. Even Spin magazine wrote an article on him and the school. Hahaha. Something's always going on over there.
2003-02-20 20:51:32 ET
I'm so excited cause later today I'm totally going to rock the movie theater. Gods and Generals comes out. I'm giddy. Yes I'm a dork but I'm a civil war geek so it's going to be a treat. Gettysburg is one of my favorite movies (Gods and Generals is its prequel). Too bad Lauren isn't here cause she was as excited to see it as I am. I hate going to the movies by myself but I'll make an exception for this since no one else is going to see it with me. I'm not going to drag someone to a 4 hour movie if they're not interested in it. I'll do that then do some craft shopping. I've got only a month left to work on the presents for Lauren's baby. : )
2003-02-19 16:49:06 ET
2003 sucks. Simple as that.
While I wait for my Tostino pizza to cook, I figured I'd update since it's been awhile. Nothing overtly exciting. The snow has been horrid keeping me secluded in my house with no where to go. I don't have a car since my mother doesn't want to drive hers so no luck on the job hunting. To top things off, I woke up this morning with horrible stomach cramps. Food poisoning. Perfect. I actually had plans for once. Go figures.
I've been good with my smoking habits. Only 1 cigarette a day. Not the pack a day habit. I can actually breathe. It feels pretty good.
There needs to be some excitement soon. I can't take the boredom anymore. *DING* Time for my pizza.
2003-01-31 04:00:22 ET
So it's safe to say it has not been my week or even my month. I was hoping to cheer up a bit by getting out of the state for a night. So i crawled out of my hole for philly shenanigans which turned out to be a complete waste of time. We only went because of boredom and other D.C. people were going. We found one person and lost him soon after. The drama didn't help either. Too crowded and the people were rude. It made me appreciate the spacious Alchemy dancefloor. I've come to the conclusion I don't have the heart anymore to deal w/ clubs or the people who go to them. I don't even like dancing anymore, blah. On top of that my mother told me i was getting fat and i should go to the gym (thanks for the self esteem boost). Then today, to add on to everything else, winter threw me an icy road causing me to slide, side swiping this guy's bumper breaking my tail light cover. And yes, a new dent on the side (which is perfect after having paid alot of money to repaint my car after my last accident). Luckily all he had was a scratch so we had a laugh and i was on my way. I do not have the money right now to pay for a new bumper for this man. It could have been much worse.
So yes to end my rant, i officially hate winter and anything associated with it. Spring needs to come soon.
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