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SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Just had to get that out.

!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Office!!!!!!!!!!!

No spoilers since I know poor Val hasn't seen it, but...

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And one more happy note, I love it when you find something else you and one of your best friends have in common. Just re-affirms the whole notion that somehow meeting that person was not, in fact, some cosmic fluke.

Oh, and, I would like my wireless router to eat shit and die. But this is still happy! haha.

This whole "update more often" thing is really much harder when your life is completely and utterly devoid of anything even remotely exciting and/or interesting.  God.  I love it at home.  I love being able to just go down to the kitchen and grab whatever I want whenever I want.  I love living in my filthy room that I'm sure has a floor underneath all my beloved junk.  I love being able to actually drive to places like Target and the grocery store without having to bring along a fucking map or take the T.  I love being around my brother and sister and yelling at them and watching The O.C. and Ghosthunters with them.

But at the same time, I NEED TO LEAVE.  I'm so bored.  I need my friends.  I need to be able to bitch about our classes with them.  I need to go to class.  I need to be productive.  I need to do stupid shit like lose my hat and gloves and eat chicken off the floor and fall down the stairs and then laugh hysterically about it with everyone for the next week.  Or I'll go crazy.  CRAZY.

But then AGAIN, I've been shopping the last week for school stuff and. . . . WHY IS EVERYTHING SO EXPENSIVE?  I feel too guilty about this.  My parents have two other kids to put through college and I've practically eaten through their college funds too because I was so selfish and had to leave, had to get out to a school that costs too much in a town that costs WAY too much on a coast that costs WAY WAY too much to fly home from.  I overheard my parents talking about maybe having to cancel the trip to India they've been planning for the whole family for their 25th wedding anniversary cause it's too expensive.  That is so my fault.  Ugh.  This would all be so much easier if I had just gone to the U of I like everyone else I know.

And I'm already annoyed with my roommate.  She has not answered ONE of my messages, e-mails, or voicemails in the past week and a half.  I would really like to yell at her and tell her that living in the same room includes TWO PEOPLE.  Two people that need to know what the hell the other person is bringing.  Hopefully, I'll end up not hating her by the time classes start.

On a happy note, I found one of my best friends ever from when I was a kid on facebook.  We used to be inseperable, the whole playing in the mud together and then having our moms give us baths together thing (yeah.........) and it's kind of sad that we haven't spoken in years.  But oh well, he's on the track team and his school goes to meets in Boston every once in a while, maybe I'll get to see him once again.

I rant too much.  HAPPY FACE. :)

I have honestly never found any sports stars that particulary attractive, but....

 

 

...holy lord Tom Brady PLEASEHAVEMYBABIES.

School starts in TWO WEEKS!  WHEEEEEEEE.  Why am I so excited?  Hell if I know.  I've never been this excited for school.  I just can't wait to get back to the city, be with my friends, LEARN SOMETHING NEW.  I can even live with the fact that my new roommate has been ignoring my messages for a week, because....WHEE.  I'm so antsy to go shopping for school stuff, but no, I must wait.  That's the good thing about living in a college town, HUGE ass sales everywhere once classes start and I'm still here. 

I'm to Chicago this weekend with my mom and sister, a "bonding" experience before I leave I guess.  My sister will no doubt end up whining about an hour in, but that's ok, because I'm willing to deal with it to get some time in Chicago.  The more I visit there, the more I keep thinking about living there once school is over.  I LOVE Boston, but I just don't know if I'll ever truly become an East Coaster.  As much as I wanted to get out of the middle of the country, being Midwestern might be in my blood.

I rented the whole first season of The O.C. to watch this week, and I've gotten my 12 year old brother hooked on it.  I can't quite tell if this is a good thing that I've found something we can do together, or if it's bad because I'm scarring him for life.  I guess only time will tell.  I forgot how great this show is, despite the cheesiness and sometimes bad acting, I LOVE.

I just got my fillings done, didn't feel a thing.  I'm such a stupid worrier.  I made my mom go with me because I was terrified, but of course I ended up just acting like a baby.  But yes, my teeth now feel clean, besides the fact that they also fell all out of whack and I can't feel the right side of my face.  But it shall soon pass.

School starts in three weeks, SO EXCITED.  I have to call and/or e-mail my new roommate soon, I guess.  I want to go shopping for some new school stuff really bad, but I can't do that till I talk to her, meh.  Why can't she be on facebook, dammit?  And I e-mailed a lady about a job that I found on the school job board.  I e-mailed her on Saturday and she hasn't replied yet.  Now my mother tells me that maybe she's just busy or out of town or something, but I can't shake the feeling that my joblessness this summer is going to continue through the year, ugh.  I can NOT let that happen, but at the same time, it's not like a I can just go to Boston like a week early and look for a job before all the other students get there and everyone else starts looking for a job as well.

My father got a job offer to work in a hospital in Southern Illinois, and my parents just looked on some websites for some houses that are down there, just to see what's available.  The selection is not exciting.  I wouldn't mind moving that much, since I'm only at home for the summer, but I've just come to think of Champaign as home after all this time, and moving would just be unfortunate.  My brother doesn't mind either, but my sister, man.  It's not completely official yet, and we wouldn't move till next year, but she's already said she's going to stage a sit-in in her room, lol.

Ok, so......new journal.  WHEE.  And now......hmm.  I have lots of random crap to say today.

I baked the BEST banana bread today.  Banana bread usually makes me sick as a dog, but my sister begged me, and it was heaveeeeeeeeen.  I should be a chef.  One of those stay at home ones who start a business out of their home and end up buying mansions using the earnings from their baby food company.

I watched Laguna Beach tonight.  Why?  Hell if I know.  I don't really care how real or fake the show is, but sadly, I must admit that Stephen and LC have become one of my favorite qausi-tv couples.  Oh, how have I let myself sink this far?  That show makes me feel like my life sucks EVERY SINGLE TIME I watch it.  But I'm addicted.

YAY for West Wing marathon Mondays.  I haven't watched any of the episodes past season four, and I really should, but it's just not the same.  Meh.  I wish. I remember when I would watch every night and yearn to be CJ Craig.  God, that was only a year ago or so.  Weird.

 Oh freaking gross, I just killed a fly.  A huge fly.

I have to go to the dentists and get FOUR fillings tomorrow.  And yes, I definitely feel my wisdom teeth coming in.  What the hell did I do to my mouth to make it hate me so much?  All I've ever done is shower it with love and mint and freshness. :(  My brother has tried to tell me that the whole huge ass needle in the mouth thing doesn't hurt that much, but no, I refuse to believe him.

I REALLY wish I had a job.  I need money, and something just to do with my time.  Oh, to work in a spa, or hell, even the YMCA I could deal with. ;)  Just SOMETHING.  I looked for a month and a half and just gave up.  I don't understand how the hell this whole job thing works.  What will I do when I get into the real world?  Become a failure living in the basement is what I'll become because I was unable to get a job at ANYWHERE.

Ok, yeah.....that's enough for now, I think.  I just finished True Believer by Nicholas Sparks.  Very disappointed, it was not nearly as sad and gutwrenching or even just as sappy as his others.  I needed good sappy lit, and I didn't get it.  So instead, I will read this 642 page The Historian and try to figure out what the hell it's about exactly while I try to get to sleep and freak out more about the whole huge needle in the mouth thing.