I wonder if we could have been friends in real life...

I gotta say, I am so excited about the prospect of sleeping in this weekend! I haven't been feeling well for the last couple of days and the sleep will do me good.

I'm also excited about seeing Flight of The Conchords on Tuesday!!!! I get to see Claire and Thatcher (and Brandon, but based on Thatcher's previous post, I'm not sure if I'm THAT excited to see him, haha. Silly people and their over indulgence in their meaningless relationships.)

Something really weird happened last night. I was on Facebook before my usual bedtime like always just checking my correspondence and what not and all of a sudden I started talking to Ryan (who I haven't really spoken to in months) and what started at 9pm went until 2am this morning. No wonder I'm freaking exhausted. It's weird that I spent all that time listening to my ex-boyfriends problems but for some reason I didn't mind. I guess it was nice to feel "needed" for something. He gets out of school today. Lucky bastard...

I'm about to go on my interview for a trip to Europe that I pray I get to go on! If not, I won't be that upset because 100 people applied and nly 25 or 30 will get to go. If not, I can always go next year!!

I also go on the Service Station board! Finally! Something to do with my free time!

I'm excited for you Claire!! You got to talk to the cute shoeless guy! If possible, get a picture!

Don't stop Believen'!

Alex

I just completed a chem test.

So I didn't have time to go into details about the shoeless guy thing yesterday because I had a test at 7:30 this morning. I think I did pretty well.

Anyway, important or not, I'm going to tell you peeps what happened because I like to make things official. Thatcher, you may skip this since you already know.

Yesterday morning I was sitting in biology (not in my regular seat because that bitch who stole my pen decided to ALSO steal my seat. she has it coming.) frantically finishing my mandarin homework instead of paying attention, when I realized that I had no idea what room the review for the Chem test is for. I needed to go to the review to do better on the test, so I decided to grow some and ask shoeless kid. He said he didn't remember the room number exactly, so he described where it actually was in the building (which I appreciated because it made the conversation longer). Then I asked him if he was going to go, and he said he had to go to recitation (I already knew this because I have recitation with him, as well as chem lecture and bio lecture). Then I went on to say that I had to go because I didn't do as well on the last chem exam (which I SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE. Ugh, implications of stupidity. what i should have said was that our professor was one big crazy bitch who couldn't teach). Then I thanked him for his help, and he said no problem. THEN I couldn't stop smiling, meaning I had to get out of there fast. And so I did.

I know, completely unimportant conversation between two strangers. But whatever, it was super awesome to me. He is equally as cute up close, and I like his voice (creepy? yeah I guess). I'm a little sad that the semester is ending because I probably won't see him again. and it took me THIS LONG to actually talk to him (unless you count the time when he picked up my pen and I said "Thanks" and he said "You're welcome." ah, memories). Everytime I think about it I get a dopey look on my face. Then I have to put serious thoughts into my head. It goes like this:

ah, shoeless guy.
NO! CHEMISTRY FINAL!!
ah, the time when he picked up my pen in chem.
NO! BIOLOGY FINAL!
ah, the time at the beginning of the year when he randomly sat next to me.
NO! 5 minute oral presentation from memory in mandarin. SHIT!!

And that usually ends it, that presentation is on Monday. Shit. But yes, those are my thoughts. I'm stupid sometimes.

Isn't it awkward how consumed I get by small things? Gotta go to my last english lecture.



Claire

I Hope This Doesn't Happen To Me

There has been a new development in the Love Letter Gate scandal. Brandon told Kailan about what I did (reading her love notes in the relationship book) and apparently she got mad at me. And apparently he was upset at me too. Okay, first of all, he basically handed the book to me, like, no resistance what so ever. And then he made the most half assed verbal attempts at getting the book back away from me. He totally wanted me to read that book. I know Brandon and he knows me. He wanted me to. And then this girlfriend goes and calls me an ass for what I did and B was all like, (to me) "It's okay now." I'm gonna call bullshit. I definitely like how he shifted the blame all of me for getting the book and he's the one that kinda started it. Oh and second, bitch better back off before I get all Georgina Sparks on her ass. I'll admit, it was ass like behavior, but it's not like her boyfriend did anything about it. He wants to be seen as a total man in front of her, which I get, but don't do it at my expense jackass. Then we started talking about my grandma and we were saying how she could have a secret boyfriend in Waco and Brandon says that it sounds like I'm jealous of her. Okay Mr. I'm a Big Shot, Girlfriend Having Dick, I am not, nor will I ever be jealous of my grandma. I will only be jealous of pretty people and people who are uglier and not as smart as me who keep getting relationships. I think that means you B.

Now I am gonna clear one thing up. I love Brandon, he is my best friend. But we sometimes delve into a Serena - Blair friendship where it can get a little antagonistic. We are jealous of each other in some respects whether we admit it to each other or not. That's why I rant all the time about him. This is my way of getting it all out so it doesn't build up and make me hate him. But, I love Brandon, he's been there for me and I am gonna be there for him no matter how much of an ass I think his girlfriend is turning him into. That's love.

Thatcher

What the WHAT.

I don't really have time to go into it yet. Just thought I'd say...

I JUST TALKED TO SMART SHOELESS GUY.

A really excited Claire

B Gets Love Letters

I don't know whether to make fun or not criticize. I wrestled with both scenarios until I came up with the conclusion that I work best when I ridicule. It's who I am and I am only really ridiculing because I am not-so-secretly jealous of him. That him being Brandon.

Sitting outside of speech class he whips out this book about love and relationships or something. It was from his girlfriend. She read it and wanted him to read it so they can talk about it together. They want to define their two month relationship in terms of marriage or something or whatever. Okay, first off, they have been dating for two months, which actually feels more like two weeks (two hours in Twilight time.) You don't need to define anything in terms of anything after only two months. But, what do I know, I have never had a serious relationship, he's had six. It would scare me if my boyfriend started talking about getting married to me after two months. Second, she left him post it notes in the book telling him of her fears and loves and hopes. That's not so bad. Just the whole "I'm gonna give you a book about relationships to we can evaluate ours" thing is weird.

I am, in a way, so jealous of the situation. I want a boyfriend. Not the scary book kind but more of the cute flashy clerk kind. I want a nice HILARIOUS boy so we can bounce witty one-liners off of one another. I want to feel needed by someone other than my friends and family. I am so tired of waiting but that's all I can do. I can deal with it but it's just frustrating. So, frustrating. Whatever, I'll just bitch about it and dress like I belong to someone.

Thatcher.

P.S. This is our 100th post!!!! We've made it to syndication!!! (Television joke, anybody?)

I have a lot of homework.

I couldn't think of a title and that was the first thing that came out when I started typing, but it is true though. Also I have a lot of pictures I would like to upload. One of them? I was driving and I found Waldo at a deserted Fresh Lane building. Or there was that guy I took a picture of because he was asleep on the job (holding up a sign).

The weekend was good. I had a lot of fun. Christine spent Friday and Saturday night over. We didn't do a whole lot, we're both broke. So it was a lot of driving and singing along to the Postal Service. We went to Culture Festival at the high school. The show was worse than I could have imagined. I also had to bring two people I didn't know with Christine and me (my parents were having a party Friday night and I felt bad for them so I invited them along). They were nice though, but conversation between a college freshman and a high school freshman and sophomore is slow and awkward. Anyway, the show: boring but a lot of my high school friends came back to visit. And it was good to see all of them again.

Also, I think I told Thatcher already, my favorite pants are ruined. I found out there were two holes on the ass area of my pants. And because this is me we're talking about, I was wearing hot pink underwear to school that day. AWESOME. Not.

I need to register for summer school.

Claire

It's Just So Ridiculous

So over the weekend I had this extra credit assignment for psychology to do. Watch Into The Woods and write about it. It's this play about these fairy tale characters who get what they want and the repercussions of it. I went to Blockbuster, couldn't find it. I rented The Reader instead. It was okay. Lots of sex. It made me feel weird cause the kid playing the fifteen year old is eighteen and he's doing Kate Winslet (33). She was fantastic in the movie though. I had to pay my $16 late fee when I rented it. No big. Then on Sunday I went to the public library to find the movie. Bad Idea. They didn't have it so I rented the first five discs of Freaks and Geeks. Great show. I went to check out but I needed to renew my card so I went to the counter. The clerk, who was wearing a cute cardigan, renewed my card and informed me of something. I have a $95 fucking dollar late fee!!!!! Senior year I had a lot of stuff out for X amount of time; shit adds up. My exact words were, "Get out of town, seriously??" I paid ten dollars of it, that's all I had in my wallet at the time. I got my movies and laughed all the way home because the entire situation is just so ridiculous. I hardcore laughed; almost crying laughing. My parents laughed to when I told them. I guess I won't be going back to the library for a while. Isn't life expensively grand? (I don't know if that last sentence makes sense but it sounds cool.)

Thatcher

Momma Called the Doctor and the Doctor Said...

So my doctor thinks there is something wrong with my esophagus. Some acid reflux thing. Like when people think there is something wrong with one thing when it's actually something else. I'm referring to the chest pain by the way. As far as the diabetes goes, I have no idea. I guess I have to wait. I think that chest thing is kinda crap. I think it's something else but I could be wrong, he could be right. Oh and Kailan (Brandon's girlfriend) sorta, but not really, redeemed herself with me. She took part in a ridicule session with Brandon and me on this girl down the hall who wears the same thing everyday. One way to my heart is through ridicule. Another way is through food and good clothing. Anyway, I should be getting my blood test results back soon. So, yeah.

Thatcher

It's not very late yet.

I'm in the middle (by middle I mean that I just finished a 150 word introduction) of writing an argumentative paper on why gay marriage should be legalized nationwide. I don't know how I ended up on the blog.. I think I hit a wall with the paper because I'm singing along to Death Cab and I can't really think straight.

This paper made me realize how much I can't stand those who argue gay marriage is a sin. I'm a Catholic and I don't think it's a sin (maybe it's irrelevant, but I'd like to-- nevermind, it's relevant). I'm very open minded (unless you are wearing shitty shoes that I can't stop gawking at) and I accept your opinion, fine. Done.

People should keep to their own business, some strangers' wedding doesn't affect you. Stop pushing your religious beliefs onto others. It is a free country (or it is only to some extent considering the topic) with freedom of religion.

It's called an inalienable right by the name of "Pursuit of Happiness" folks. Stop being bitches.

No, no. Stop being condescending bitches.

I don't mean to offend anyone, but after having read SO MANY "it's a sin," "it's unnatural," "bla-shitty-shit-shit-shit-with-some-incorrect-grammar-here-and-some-misspelled-words-there-bla" comments, it will get to you. (Honestly people, a lot of browsers come with standard spell check functions-- use them maybe? Fuck.)

Back to that paper. 850 words to go. Night.

Claire

Vanity

When I was checking myself out in the mirror (how the best stories start out,) I realized how scared I am about tomorrow. I'm going to the doctor for my diabetes test and my mom made me look up all of the symptoms for diabetes to be a little more sure that we were doing the right thing about making the appointment. I think it was her way to stall because she is just as scared as me. I didn't think I was so scared. I was more of a come what may, I'll deal kind of guy. Now I am not. I don't want to go but I need to seeing as how I diagnosed myself with the help of WebMD. (With the help of WebMD I classified myself as a recovering sex addict - Dennis.) And it didn't help that in biology we talked about heart disorders. I've been having chest pains so that's another thing I can tell my doctor. I'm kind of a mess. I don't even know why I'm typing all of this. I am going to go to the doctor and see what happens. I could be okay.

Thatcher

I've Made a Decision. Decision Made.

I don't like Kailan (Brandon's girlfriend.) Here's why:

This morning when I was excitedly telling Brandon about CFC (cute flashy clerk) she kept interrupting me. Okay, I do that sometimes but I acknowledge it and stop and let the other person finish their story. But she would not shut up when I was talking!!! She was babbling about chemistry stuff or whatever. Hello, cute guys trump chemistry!!! Much in the way that best friend stories trump incoherent babbling!!! But here's the thing that really set me off: She told Brandon to get me to stop. Listen bitch, I don't owe anything to you and if I want to tell Brandon about a guy I saw I'll do it. I've been around a lot longer than your badly dressed ass! Brandon didn't really say anything or try to stop me (and he better be glad he didn't because he wouldn't be in this rant too.) What. A. Bitch. Normally this would be the spot where I would say that I'm overreacting and take some of what I said back but I don't. New girl needs to learn her place with me. She can be all snappy, snap, bitch, bitch with Brandon but I'm different. She can't tell me what to do, I'm not one of those two year olds she takes care of after school. Last time I checked she wasn't my mother. Oh, and before psychology I ran to Brandon to tell him about my biology test grade that I thought I bombed. I GOT A 90!!! And when I was telling him about it he was like, "I told you" and whatever and crap. I'm needy and he needed to be a little more excited for me. Anyway that's not where I was going with this. Kailan was like shhhing me and shit and telling be how loud I was being and telling me to be quiet. Okay, first of all, I'm always loud, get used to it. And second of all, shut up, I wasn't even talking to you in the first place. She was making faces to her friend while I was talking to Brandon. Yeah I saw that bitch!!! I saw that!!!

Anyway, I don't like her. At. All.

Thatcher

Pretty People Do Exist!!!

In the middle of writing a biology paper on melanoma cancer I decided to spend some money. I went to the mall and went to Pac Sun and Gap. Here's the thing, Pac Sun is stupid. Over priced clothing that you can get anywhere else. The scene store for the kids of Highland Village who like to be fake and listen to bands like Hey Monday and Cobra Starship because they're "hip." I went in anyway because I needed a pair of good black jeans and what better place to look than a store where everyone goes to? While I was looking for jeans I came across this pair of black skinny jeans. Let me get one thing straight, I don't do skinny jeans. Unless you are a girl or a musician who likes it when their penis gets smashed into submission, skinny jeans DO NOT look good on guys. But, curiosity got the best of me and I wanted to see how they worked. I couldn't even get my left leg all the way through the pant leg. It was tragic and upon realizing that I exited the store and went to the Gap.

Best. Decision. Ever.

I walk in and (irrelevant comment) they changed the store around so I ended up walking into the women's section without realizing it. Anyway I was walking to the newly located men's section and there he was. The music stopped and the world was slow motion and for five seconds I fell in love with a Gap employee. He was the CUTEST clerk I have ever seen and to top it off, he asked me how I was!!! I know that's his job to do but the fact that he did it to me first before the girl next to him and that he flashed me the most BEAUTIFULLY EFFORTLESS smile I have ever seen made me feel special. I bought jeans and this really awesome button down shirt. The CFC (cute flashy clerk) was wearing one but a different color. I was hanging off of him perfectly. He had fantastic skin and perfect hair. I made sure he was the one who rang me up. When he was checking me out he was making small talk saying how I would love the shirt and how he's washed it a lot and it's still the same then I replied with "I hope so." Really Thatcher, "I hope so???" It was the best that I could do under such sexy pressure. I get irrelevant when I'm around guys I have crushes on, even instant one time crushes. I did flash a great smile though and when I was in the fitting room I made sure I didn't have anything gross on my face. So pretty. I need to save money and go back again soon so I can redeem myself from that stupid, "I hope so." I should have told him how good he looked in his shirt and how much better he would look with me taking it off.

Ah, but a fantasy.

Thatcher

An Enjoyable Birthday!

My favorite birthday card was the one Whitney made me. If you, Thatcher and Claire, can't guess what it is, I'll be very upset!



Courtney cut up her own clothes to make me a hat that I did not wear. It's still cute, haha.



It's the cute "mix tape" Drew made for me! It's totally adorable! And has good music!

Ok, so. Really I just wanted to show y'all a couple of the cute things I got on this day of my birthday.

It was a good one :)

Thanks everyone!

-Alex

It's a birthday weekend!

haaaaaaaaappy birthday to you
happy birthday to you
happy birthday dear alexxxxxxxxxxxx
happy birthday to youuu

love

Thatcher and Clurr

Today's The Day, part 2

I decided to divide this blog into two parts because I wanted to do this cool two part thing where I talk about my feelings in the morning and at night. I feel good today. Today was a good day. My parents got back home safe and we all went to On The Border. Really good. Then we came back home and had cake time!!! I love cake time. Especially when the cake is from Sam's. White cake, butter cream icing. Yum. Then Brandon came to get me and we went to Ben and Jerry's. I had never been so it was nice. Then we went to Barnes and Noble and I bought The Stepford Wives and The Age of Innocence. It was just a nice, chill day. A good day. I loved it.

A birthday for the books.

Oh, and my mom is gonna take me to the doctor for a diabetes test.

Thatcher

P.S. you like how I drop the bombshell after a seemingly calm post? I do too.

Today's The Day, part 1

I am nineteen today. I took the day off of work so I could sleep in, which I did. I don't feel any different but I don't think I am supposed to so early in the nineteen game. I guess I feel more adult like because I am thatmuch closer to being twenty. I have a lot of things I want to do. I want to read more, I have SO MANY books I want to read. The short list: Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, My Booky Wook, Wuthering Heights, Then We Came To The End. I have to do better in school. Pedal to the metal, Chevy to the levy (and the levy was bri.) I want to do really good this year and this summer and next year so I can get in and go to UT next year (fall 2010.) I want to buy more clothing so I can dress better and whatnot. I am going to try and stop complaining about my job so much. Even though it brings me grief it is a job and I am thankful for that. I am gonna try and keep this boy crazy thing dormant. It will happen when it happens. I am gonna actually start doing these things on this list so I can stop having so many posts like this. This is like the seventh (exaggeration) time I've done this. I am going to make this my best year ever!!!!! That is, until my next birthday.

My parents and brother get back today from Alabama. Last night was just me and my grandma. We had a good conversation. It was all over the place but it was good nonetheless. My brother made me the Cutest birthday card ever!!! It was actually a book thing and it named all these facts about me and what not. Loved it.

Tonight I am going out with Brandon to Ben and Jerry's. I swear if he was gay we'd totally be into each other.

Thatcher

THATCHER!!!!!!!!

WE JUST WANTED TO WISH MR. THATCHER A BIG OLE' HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LOVE,

ALEX AND CLAIRE

I'm eternally sleepy.

I'm at school, just wanted to let you peeps know that I have registered for my classes as of 7:09 this morning. Registration started at 7 AM, and I didn't want to be last.

MWF schedule successful; I'm just going to have run speed walk between classes. Almost all of them are across campus. I don't care.

Classes:

1. Biology ii + recitation
2. Biology Lab ii
3. Mandarin iii
4. English ii
5. Government (I forgot if I signed up for 1040 or 1050)
6. Career Development


I'm thinking about switching it up still. I'm still very interested in an environmental science and another anthropology.

What's that? Major you say? I still don't know. Originally (and technically still is) Biology is my major. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE biology. Chemistry is okay. It's not bad overall. But the whole only 15% of applicants get into med school thing isn't safe enough for me. I am NOT going to be a biological researcher or biology teacher. Fuck that. There's nothing wrong with those careers, but that is not something I would thrive in.

Then I changed my mind to major in Anthropology. I was swayed by Bones to take an Intro to Anth class, and I LOVED IT. I kicked ass in that class too, because it was interesting. Learning about cultures and languages is my favoriteeeee (This has been discussed a million times with my friend Kaitlin). But a career in it, also, isn't a guarantee. Perhaps a minor though.

Then it was linguistics. I LOVE learning languages. I'm still considering this to be my major. But also I LOVE science, and I'm not so sure that I want to give up that ambition yet.

Ugh, shit.

Claire

May not make sense to normal people.

So I have to study for an upcoming biology test, but I wanted to post. I have nothing to say, so here's what I'm thinking:

1. Blake Lively: Your Allure cover looks like shit. That is not how it's done. First take the hair out of your face, then remove 97% of that raccoon business on your eyes. Also, too much foundation, obviously cakey.

2. Isabeli Fontana is BEAUTIFUL. She totally trumps that other Brazilian model whose name doesn't even matter anymore because she can't compare.

3. The May issue of American Vogue: Oh, no. That cover + foldout is TOO America's Next Top Model. You should know better.

4. Alexa Chung: I miss your fringed bob cut. The new one is okay, but nothing will top the fringe.

5. Kristen Stewart: You are trying too hard. Also, smoking pot in front of the paparazzi? No one thinks your cool.

6. Coco Rocha has an awesome blog. If I could be anyone else (only considering vanity here) I would be Coco Rocha. Or Isabeli Fontana. But I definitely would not choose to be Blake Lively.

7. Facebook, you've been insanely boring lately. By lately I mean for the last year.

8. MWF schedule worked out, I'm kind of afraid of it.

9. My closet is full of clothes, but I can't pick anything I like in there.

10. Jake Cuenca: Learn to act. You can't rely on your "good" looks. Honestly, your not that attractive to me.



Claire

BIO-degradable

I am so unorganized. Today I walk into biology, extra credit in hand, ready to learn before our test on Friday. The test was today. I walk in and see everyone frazzled and the teacher yelling "Get Out Your Scantrons!!!" I'm like, is there a bomb threat? Is Lindsay Lohan on her way? The chick next to me says that we have a test today and i put on my "oh fuck" face and take my test. After a while I embraced my no-nothingness about the subjects on the test and just guess away. In a way it was sorta liberating seeing as how I was going to fail anyway. So I guessed. I'm curious to see my grade.

Oh and now I am obsessed with web shows (thanks Claire). They're short so they keep my attention span and they can do whatever they want. Perfect to me.

Thatcher

This is what happens when there are too many social networking sites...

I have a Twitter (or if your name is Lila then you have a Twit-Tah...LOVE ME TWIT-TAH!!!)
I don't keep up with it at all. I often forget I have one. Kinda like how I forget I have homework or a life outside of Bravo reality shows. I think I might get rid of it. I don't see the point in keeping it at all at the moment. We'll see. You know I'm not facing any major emotional crisis when I'm blogging about Twitter accounts.

My birthday is on Saturday and my parents won't be in town. They're going to my dad's cousin's funeral in Alabama. I know what you're thinking (or what I was thinking)...House Party!!! Any other time yes, but I have my brother and grandma staying as well so it will be a weekend of sleeping and work dodging. Sounds fun. Work has been tame and school has been lame. Nothing has been eventful for a while which probably means something is going to happen soon. Wonder what it's gonna be...

Thatcher

Motivation?

Something is not right. I am so uninterested in all things school. I want to lay around, eat lots of bad food (what's a bon bon?), and buy clothes. I want my motivation back. I want to feel the need to do well so I can get into a good school and make lots of money in the future. It's all about the future. I need tunnel vision and stuff so I can become a better student.

Random interjection: I'm watching Brokeback Mountain for psych and it's making me so depressed. It's one of my favorite movies but I get so depressed watching it. Like, almost cry depressed which never happens.

Anyway, motivation...have no idea how to get it back. Kinda need it.

Thatcher

Ain't nothing better than Taco Casa nachos!

I'm pretty disappointed that none of us are keeping up with the blog. But such is life...

Why is everyone getting out of school in 3 weeks while I still have 5? That ain't cool. But then again I know that the moment I get home I'm going to want to come back to Sherman.

I still need to call the pharmacy and see if they need me this summer. I'd kind of like a job given the whole "I need money" thing...

Speaking of work, I only have 6 hours left in the budget for me to work. I wish they had kept track with how much I was working. Hell, I would have done if I had known this was going to happen.

Everyone went home for Easter so the campus is pretty much dead. It's nice though, it's really quiet and relaxing.

I think I have my classes figured out for next semester! As of now:
1. Anthropology
2. Spanish
3. South African Literature
4. Education

Subject to change but hopefully not!

Everyone have a good Easter!

Alex

Where's My Erik Van der Woodsen?

I was sitting in my chair avoiding homework when I realized something...I want gay friends. I'm like the only one I know who's not annoying (I say that because the other one I know, Robert, is totally annoying-ain't touching that, plus he has this weird crush on me). Anyway, back to the point, I am lacking in the gay friend department. I need someone to relate to. I try to tell Brandon all of my fleeting attractions and he just doesn't get it sometimes, it's like talking to a cat. He just sits and meows. "Meow Thatcher that's really nice, go on, talk about something else so I can contribute to the conversation, I would like to feel more comfortable. Meow." That's about right. I need someone to relate to, we could gab and gossip and lust together. Relate, relate!!! Just a friendship would be nice at the moment. Something new. I need something new.

Thatcher

I Like Me So Much Better When I'm...

I've been really mellow the past few days. I'm not on my usual boy crazy bitchy high, this is not normal. I am balancing out and I don't know how I feel about that. It could be a good thing, I'm concentrating on other things (school) and letting life flow. But, I'm so use to the emotional chaos that I cause myself that I'm getting restless and I don't know what to be stressed about. That sentence sounded weird, hope it makes sense.

I don't know...um...I turn nineteen in thirteen days (Alex in fourteen). It's scaring me a little, being nineteen. That classifies me as an almost adult or a legitimate adult depending on how you look at it. Because after nineteen I turn twenty which is even scarier. I think I'm overreacting. Me making myself crazy over my birthday is my filler stress until something else comes along. Ugh, what a mess I am. I need this calm, this calm is good for me. I need to grow up a little (a lot). This letting life flow phase is perfect for me at the moment so here it goes...flowing.

My friend Shiloah is getting married in the fall, I'm so excited!!! I love weddings so much (the cake is my favorite). I guess when I let life flow random comments come out.

Thatcher

That 70's Show Marathon....aight....

Okay, so I love waking up on Sunday mornings and watching House while my roommate sleeps. For some reason, House motivates me to do my work even though I have no intention of being a diagnostician. Even though that would be soooooooo cooooool.

Today has been very productive in terms of school work. I've gotten two of my essays done. Read chapters 1 and 2 of The Left Hand of Darkness, finished all of my Spanish workbook and then only thing I have left to do is finish that reading response for Cases and Concepts and start on my articles for the paper. I'm waiting for Hilary to show up so I can do the Peer Gynt one.

The date last night went very well. Drew was a total gentleman and we went to Panera and saw I Love You, Man. Very nice very nice.

Ugh, I have to start packing soon. I love living here at school but it seems like a real hassle to always be moving my stuff back and forth every year. I can't wait to live in a permanent house after I graduate...and get a job...and have enough money to sustain a life....alone....haha. I CAN'T WAIT!

Next week, my grandma, aunt and cousin are taking me out to dinner and possibly the casino. I'm excited. Makes me feel so grown up.

Good day to you!

Alex

All these men and no time...JAY KAY

So, I'm going on a date with Drew tonight and I don't know how I feel about it. He's a nice guy and he can make me laugh and everything but I guess...I don't know, maybe I don't feel the "spark." I figure it won't hurt to at least go out for dinner so I'll try to enjoy it : ) But this has been happening a lot since I came to AC. I hate rejecting people (I don't say that with a "I'm so busy with all my man friends") but I don't want to settle.

Last night was our scholarship dinner at the Omni Mandalay. It was pretty fun and I think I looked pretty good. I felt like a hoochie in my dress but I got a lot of compliments. Hopefully the pictures turned out well.

Christina has a script in the making and she wants me to be a part of it. I'm excited.

I'm also applying for a board position for the Service Station. I hope I get.

Over and out.

Alex

Stealing is Believing

Recently I figured out that my DVD player, attached to my television, has gone out. Sooooo in light of that development, yesterday I decided to steal my brother's DVD player. For about ten minutes I managed to convince him that I bought the DVD player from a garage sale for $100. Gotta love nine year olds. In celebration of my "new" DVD player I have been holding a Weeds marathon. I love that show. Anything about a pot selling suburban mother is my cup of tea. The writing is great and the acting is awesome and the guy who plays Silas is dreamy (yeah this is 1950, what of it?). And the forth season comes out on DVD pretty soon and the fifth season is starting in May. Must get ready.

Okay so I have a story...
Last night I was at Claire's house for like 5 hours. Got home at ten thirtyish, did some homework, and overslept by three hours. Woke up at ten thirty, my class started at ten. Yay college. I was yelling obscenities and brushing my teeth at the same time. That's talent, right? The entire situation made me buy an alarm clock. I'm hoping it's money well spent seeing as how I've already thrown away the receipt.

Thatcher