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I’ll Show YOU!

Did you used to watch Doogie Howser? Remember at the end of each episode he would write a journal entry on his computer? He would write one or two sentences about the events that happened in the episode that week. Thinking back on it now those entries would make no sense at all and would be totally cryptic because he never actually wrote down what happened, just some kind of reflection on what happened.

I can’t go to sleep. I don’t know if it’s because I’m racked with guilt (is that the expression?) because my roommate has chosen to sleep in the living room instead of the bedroom (which we share) because I’m pissed so I turned on the lights and TV.

Or can’t I sleep because I’m pissed off at her because we went to a friend’s house and I was so tired I was falling asleep in my friends room while she continued to try to get close with Julie’s roommate, who she has a crush on. I’m all for her getting with Gabe (except for the fact that he has a girlfriend, which apparently doesn’t bother Jill at all) but not if she’s going to disregard all responsibility (she was my ride home) to try to get in him to make out with her or whatever her intentions were. Either way, pissed or guilty, I can’t sleep.

I called my “friend” so that I could talk to him, maybe calm down, maybe feel comforted. He’s the only person I can call whenever I need to because he’s the only one I don’t have a problem waking up, he doesn’t mind. He didn’t answer, all five times. He was at a club, which is good, I’m happy for him but after finding out that he was out having fun I didn’t want to talk to him after all. I don’t want to talk to someone who was just out having a good time while I’m home having a shitty time, needing some kind of comfort, some reassurance, just something nice.

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Get Out Of My Dreams And Into My Car

When is it ay accept a date from someone who hits on you from his car?

I was walking down the street to the bus stop earlier today and this guy pulls up in a truck and…

He says: “Hey what’s your name?”

me: *ignore and pretend to not hear him*

him: “Hey beautiful”

me: *look at him and smile*

him: “So do you want to go out?”

me: “Aren’t you supposed to be driving?” and just my luck, the light is red.

him: “Nah, it’s red. So how about it?”

me: “I don’t think so”

him: “you’re really beautiful.”

me :”thanks”

I was thinking “you’re kinda cute but you’re really creeping me out right now”

So the moral of today’s story is: Yes, Carpe Diem…but not from inside a car. As nice as you seem (or might be) it’s not enough to make me get into your car after a minute of talking to you.

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Sisters?

I feel so out of touch with everyone at home. I don’t understand how I can make people at home realize that I need to be here now and that I’m trying to experience life here, meet people and what not.

Speaking of, my roommate wants me to rush a sorority with her. It’s totally not my thing. I can’t be social around people all the time. I mean without being weird. I think that I have an odd, childish personality at times and I think that other people are not used to it…or maybe they might find me immature, I don’t know.

Anyways, I think I might be starting my period soon because I kinda blew up at her today about joining a sorority. I started talking very loudly about how that’s not the kind of person I am and that I can’t stand those people. Thinking back on it now I think that generalizing people like that is something that i really dislike of others and I am disappointed that I was so quick to judge people I didn’t even know yet. So maybe I will attend the open house with her next Monday.

I’ll let you know

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Happy Birthday To Me

So last night was interesting to say the least. My four friends and I went to a Mexican restaurant and took some girl’s table…they asked for an “Erica, party of 4” we didn’t have an Erica but we had a party of four.

So after dinner we went to pick up Ryan from work but we got there early so we decided to walk over to the Fillmore to buy tickets for the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. While we were there this guy came up to us and offered us four free tickets to see the show that was going on tonight for Leftover Salmon (has anyone heard of them?) so we took em. And we started hustling them. The first ticket we just gave away because we didn’t even think about selling them. Then the next three we made $45 off of…which had a face value of $75…but whatever.

We picked up Ryan, took him to his house and then went over to this party where the guy:girl ratio was 4:1…which was nice but the girls were hos, and it wasn’t our scene so we left after about 30-45 minutes. I drove Nina and I to our bus stop…but it was already 12:45 and the last bus had gotten there at 12:21…even though she insisted that one would be coming along shortly. HA!

We sat there in the cold till 1:30. When our cab finally came and that was the night of my birthday.

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I Guess I Have A “Type”

I have an affinity for geeky guys. I don’t know what it is about them …not all of them mind you, but there is this library information desk guy at my school. He’s a pretty big geek… but I think he’s cute, like Jason Lee in Dreamcatcher. He played a geek in that movie right?

I don’t know what my deal is. I mean I’m not exclusive to liking geeks or dorks but I do like me some. Or maybe just faux dorks? No, the faux dorks aren’t smart enough, they just dress badly and are “un-faux” cute (Which means that they are actually cute guys trying to be dorky). You know what I mean? Yeah, neither do I.