Alrighty, it's my turn... My past entries mostly reside in the 2003 time (sophomore year of high school).
Here's my first entry. Ever. January 8, 2003. I will point out that the "person" or "certain people" I'm referring to is the boy who was my first kiss and long distance boyfriend of 9 months, Zack Phillips. He was from Pinkneyville, IL. That's near Centralia.
wow... i have succumbed to live journal stuff... i never thought i'd see the day. :) oh well... i have a chem final to study for, so i'm afraid this entry's not gonna be long, but, wow. i have so much to say. i want to talk about everything! like, people, adn theatre fest, which starts tomorrow, and i'm SO excited about! i'm taking such great classes! and i'm going to see a bunch of my camp friends! (well, 3, but still...) and i'm going to se awesoem shows! and i'm taking tons of cool classes.
i wish *certain people* could live close to here, and not 3 hours away. :( i want all my friends to live in chambana and go to uni with me... but, as i said in a french excercise with emily today, "le monde n'est pas juste" so i guess i'm just gonna have to deal with not seeing my friend for a while, and live with talking to him on the phone and on email. i dunno...
i also wish i didn't have a chem final tomorrow! grrrrrrrrrrrr... i have to go now... but i can see what emily means about this being addictive... :) a good way to procrastinate and not do homework... haha! hey, but i already did my fc and my english hw. i just have to edit my math paper (how stupid) and do my french (not like i'm going to actually do it, but...) and lots of other stupid insignificant stuff, when i could be talking to people online or on the phone or having fun reading my book, a tree grows in brooklyn. or doing anything else... :( oh well... back to the books.
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Here's my follow-up entry to Theatre Fest. January 15, 2003. Yes.
i keep meaning to write about theatre fest, but i just dont have time. one story i HAVE to tell: i met this guy whose name tag said "SEXY" on it, so i was like (incredibly joking, of course) "hey sexy" and he's like, "i know i am, aren't i?" and then he succeeded to ask me if i wanted gummy worms. now, not wanting to be rude, but also realizing that i'm a vegetarian, i decided to say, "no thanks" as if i was saying no to drugs or something. and then he's like "ok. i guess its too early for gummy worms, huh?" and so i said "yeah. that's it." and then we parted ways. hte strange part was that two more times that day, the "sexy" guy came up to me and asked me again if i wanted gummy worms. strange people, those theatre people. and yet I LOVE THEM! it's so weird. i thrive in that kind of an environment. go figure...
i'm so excited! zack might come down--er... up, for the winter formal!!! yay! i can't wait to see him again! lol... :-D
i'm also very happy, because we're doing bye bye birdie at my school! i'm looking forward to it, because there are a lot of small parts, which, as a sophomore, and not an all mighty upper classman, i can look forward to. :) and the guys fit perfectly too, which is a first (i'm assumming) at uni... :)
Current Mood: excited, happy, & overwhelmed
Current Music: the sweet singing of paige martin during her voice lesson"
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January 19, 2003:
Hello everybody! I just downloaded the thing to type in the live journal entries. Before, I was typing in the web thing, and posting from there. Fun stuff, huh? Notice how I'm actually using caps now? I've decided to try this, just to work on being more "professional" or something. Who knows? I just felt random. We'll see how long this weird mood lasts. Lol.
Here's an excerpt from a description of a day at work at the catering company I worked at:
THere are some real sluts working there. Two girls separately warned me about each other. Carolyn comes up to me and says "Kinzie, watch out for Danielle. She really sleeps around the catering company." And then Danielle comes up to me adn says, "Kinzie, stay away from Carolyn. She's a real bitch adn talks about everyone behind their backs. I saw her taking you under her wing and I was worried she had already poisoned you." And I was like, (thinking to myself, of course) "damn! I smell bitch!" (which is somethign a friend of mine says ALL THE TIME. Oh well. The guys were all so nice tho! I really liked them (don't worry, not like that; they were just really nice and accepting, and hm... not bitchy (?)). There is this guy named Sam who started right off the bat treating me exactly the same way he treated everyone else. Like, the first time I ever met him, he kicked me. Lol. Fun stuff.
This is enough for tonight. BallnanzaDOTcom.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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"There are some real sluts around here."
Baahhahahahahaa.
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