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I HATE BEING A SLUT. On a more positive note, maybe I can someday sleep my way up the corporate Hollywood ladder and use my ass to get a job directing. Yeah. That'd be GREAT.
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I'm moving to college 3 days and I'm scared as Hell. On the bright side, I've gotten some important barriers removed. That's good, right? So I guess I don't have to be too nervous about being a goober. On the down side, I'm REALLY going to miss the beach. :-( |
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No, I TOTALLY don't regret anything. And since everyone has to experience these things for the first time anyways, you might as well travel in style. In very sexy, Heath Ledger-esque style. Niya, I agree with you. Taylor is the best ever. She took such good care of us. :-) Erin, Taylor, Niya, thank you for freeing my inner soul. It's been stuffed away for far too long.
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I went up to Monterey Tuesday night to stay with Kayla for the fourth of July. It was amazingly fun. We saw otters and mansions and very buff military men the whole time. I got lost for about an hour in Salinas on my way up and was very a-feared for my life because supposedly it's a bad part of town and I was lost at 2:30 in the morning. When I finally got there Kayla and I went to McDonalds for breakfast and...it was delicious at 4:00 in the morning. I swear. We stayed in a haunted hotel the first night and slept in my car the second night. Her boyfriend's friends thought I was hot...but only when they were drunk (great). We salsa-ed and listened to a Beatles cover band and watched fireworks on the beach. I had a full cup of coffee for the first time ever on my way up to keep me awake. I couldn't go to sleep until 6:30 in the morning. The weather was gorgeous, the water was cold, and the town was beautiful. I hope everyone had as delightful a fourth of July as I did. Love, P.S. I can't wait until Candice is here, and I'm so nervous that Chris is coming down.
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So last night I was over at a friend's house, playing just about the scariest video game ever created. Keep in mind that I had nightmares about Poltergeist for a month, so I have some issues with fright, OBVIOUSLY. Anyways, things are going great...I'm about 10 minutes into the game and realize that I have to go home at 12:00 at night. So I'm all freaked out, and I drive home (by the way, the only happy song on the CD I was listening to was skipping, so I was just listening to random, sad, creepy music. I think I was too scared to change the CD...) and when I get to my house, I RUN upstairs, dash into my room and throw myself at the light which is........ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!! So I run into my bathroom and cower. There was a light out in the bathroom too, but it was good enough. I guess the point I'm trying to make is that I must be crazy in the head, because I still want to play that video game. Thank you for your time. Love,
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Just a quick update: -Graduating this Thursday. That was kind of boring. Here's to a tan and a skinny ass (hopefully) this summer! Love,
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Our haaaaaaaamburgers are allllll about. Yes, I work there. |
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Dear universe, It's 2:42 in the morning. Here is my to-do list before I leave for school at 6:30: -finish writing process paper for film Can I do this all? Probably not. Love,
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The night before last, I ate half my mom's bag of See's chocolate bridge mix. Yesterday night I ate the rest of a bag of baking chocolate chips, then proceeded to eat hot fudge straight out of the jar with a spoon, and today I decided to eat a 4" tall chocolate easter bunny left over from Easter. The ENTIRE thing. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Maybe I'm...repressed? Depressed? Ultra-stressed? I don't know, but I haven't eaten this much chocolate in a long while. Also, I must be going crazy, since I've posted like, 10 times today. Love,
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 I MADE ROXAS AS AN M&M! ^^^^^ I know you're all jealous. Tell me if you think his shell should be a different color. Maybe orange? The other colors looked kind of weird. Let me know. Also, just to clarify...he is eating sea salt ice cream. And he has just said goodbye to Hayner, Pence and Olette on the train. He is about to leave Twilight Town for good on the train. Even though that part totally happened with Sora, not Roxas. :-( Ohhhhh Roxas... Love, Alysia
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I love being in high school sometimes just because of all the little things that can get you all worked up (in a good way). That doesn't happen in the real world. Also, um, I love Roxas. Also, I'm so screwed with all my projects this week. But I shall perservere. Also, life is good. :-) Love, Alysia
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Pony Awards for Drama I were (was?) delectable. I hope everyone had a good time. The food was muy delicioso and it was just a really pretty restaurant/atmosphere. On a side note, I'm kind of bummed that our period was the only one to remember Sautner's gift since...it's kind of important. Or maybe I just think that because I'm his bitch. You know. :-) On another side note, fun things occurred this weekend (despite troubling car engine scenarios) and Pirates 3, while horrible, was fun to critique/flame with people. On a third side note, I really like powderpuff football. I might start as "Sam." I didn't name the positions, don't look at me. Love, Alysia
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To-do list: 1 (a). <---(That means it's even more important/urgent than number 1! :-0) Figure out what Comedy Sportz is getting Sautner!!! On that note, FIGURE OUT WHAT FILM AND DRAMA I ARE GETTING SAUTNER! Damn you Sautner, and your high expectations and materialism. Love,
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I am at Chapman Library with Natalie Cohen RIGHT NOW. It smells MUCH better than UCI. |
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I'M GOING TO USC. FOR REALS THIS TIME. I SENT THE COMMITMENT PAYMENT...LIKE 48 SECONDS AGO. |
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It is 12:00 AM. The beginning of Thursday of one of the most intense (which is a nice way of saying horrible) weeks of my life. It's actually one of those continuation weeks that won't be over until the AP's are. I basically don't know what I'm going to do anymore. I hate that I cry pretty much every day now, and that my parents hate me because I've become some sort of leaky, robot, over-achiever, A-type personality child. I hate that I don't even have the time to go to the gym to try to counteract some of the fat gene that apparently only is bestowed upon the already-uglier sister in a family. Yay. I hate that I'm so horrible to my friends because I'm so stressed out and that even when I try to put on a good face it just looks like I'm trying to be falsely stoic for attention so they probably hate me anyways. I hate that there's no way to explain that to them. I hate that I worked so hard since the day I walked into elementary school up until now so that I could open up my future and acheive all my goals and have now found out that I couldn't make the grade anyways, so I'll either have to put myself in major debt to do the thing I really want or basically bite the big one for 4 years. I REALLY feel like all those sleepless nights and all that extra effort REALLY paid off (that's called sarcasm, universe). I hate that my nose is so big and misshapen. It's like a Quazimoto nose. We'll end on that. Love, P.S. I hate having to tell everyone news about college decisions that SEEM final only to have to eat all my words a day later because there's some breaking development that's really not important. And I'm sure everyone thinks I'm arrogant and selfish, and maybe they're right.
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JOSH GROBAN IS THE MOST AMAZING MAN ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH. HE WILL BE MY HUSBAND. ....HE TOUCHED MY HAND. I'M NEVER WASHING IT AGAIN. SHIT, I WENT TO THE BATHROOM AND WASHED IT ALREADY. DOESN'T COUNT. STARTING....NOW. Love love love love love,
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