so i had a dream last night that i went to london. or france. and it was with EVERYBODY

yes, the whole immac crew was there. all i remember of this rapidly fading dream is that we all went to a super market in london with all our luggage, we bought all this stuff, everyone was on the other ide of the check out stands except me. by the time i was done with checking out ( it took a while because i was trying to buy booze ) everyone was gone, and i had a piece of luggage missing. and it was a vital piece of luggage. it had my camera, clothes, whatever, and a apparently, in the police report that i filed in my dream, a gun. so i was calling everyone, trying to figure out where everyone was, but i couldnt get anywhere, but i had a wallet full of money.

eh. i dont know. i dont like interpreting my own dreams.

In the year 2005 I resolve to: Become a slut. Get your resolution here.

word?

anyways, hi kids (chris). because you read this and you make yourself known.

2005 has been depressing but fuck that. it cant get any worse, right? right?

i went to the funeral on monday. has anyone realized that an acronym for funeral is real fun? boy am i depressing.

so i've come to the realization that people who were born in 1990 can be 15 years old now. people born in 1989 can also be on the road, cutting me off.

this fact angers me.

my car is on vacation.

bleh.

anyways..

random

things i did in the past month:



i learned to like biting peoples' heads off



i launched my modeling career



i went blind with kat and israel



i went to tigerheat. so did leslie



i went to beverages and more



i went all margot kidder on you all



i got this fantastic sweater



i went red and emo at the same time



i caught a grasshopper at the pingols



and i got the ugliest picture taken of me. ever.

hi, i guess no one reads this anymore, except for one person who tells me he visits at least once daily.

i guess i dont have the heart to take this blog down. its not like i dont like it anymore, its just that... its so old. whatever. i am too.

im back in riverside. oh, you didnt know i was home? well, i was. los angeles was fabulous. i made money, i knitted, and i chilled with the bf, byf, and fns.

the past year was so... calm. no break ups, no major freak outs... it was just, 2004.

i have my first real class of the quarter in about an hour. my first fake class was yesterday for sociology 15; social problems. oh social problems. i want to learn!!!

i also found out that my friend liz was in a car accident on new years and passed away. shit. she was only 5 days older than me. she was liz, three years of swimming. she was co varsity captain and i was co jv captain during senior year. she did the butterfly ferociously. she always looked to the side when she took her breath during that stroke. she should psych herself out. she called blonde-haired blue-eyed ashleigh langs "white devil!"

im just confused.