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i can't help but think that i totally fucked up my freshman year in college.

honestly. i. can't. help. it.

i'm feeling really shitty right now. and the heat isnt helping. wtf. why is it 81 degrees at THREE IN THE FUCKING MORNING? that should be illegal. fuck nature. fuck it all.

shitty shitty shitty. wow.

i dont even know why.

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twenty something angst.

21
so im turning 21 overseas.
i had this conversation with my parents yesterday.

first of all, i'd like to start with the fact that i went to church with my parents yesterday. at 11:15am, i walked into my parents' room and saw that they were getting ready for church. obviously my mom said,

"you should come to church with us."

i replied with my usual, "no." and i left. and 10 seconds later, i put on my sunday best (diagonal striped halter dress and charles david wedges) and got in the car. it was 11:25. i was in the car before my mom was.

11:26, my mom finally gets in the car and at 11:29, my dad was parking.

this is where i would say what happened but i'll just explain. apparently my mom didnt see me in the car so she was really surprised to see that i came to church (even more surprised that i was in the car with them).

anyways, we walked across the street towards st. brendans. my mom studied what i was wearing and fruitlessly tried to pull up my dress to cover my cleavage. i said,

"God made my breasts. I dont think she'd like a masterpiece like these covered up"

hahaha. my mom enjoyed that.

after church, we ate at thai bbq.
my dad pointed out that my 21st was coming soon.

i really wanted to turn 21 in the states. just so i can get really fucked up with friends and people can take pictures of me handing my id to guy at the liquor store while buying a 40. or go clubbing and dance with a drink in hand. oh wait, i've done that already (hahaha. CLUBBANG. but whatever. i told my parents that i was bummed that i was going to turn 21 in a place where i already couldn drink. so my dad said

"i turned 21 overseas too. i was on a ship."
i guess he was doing whatever my dad did back in the day.
it kinda made me feel better.

i've been on blogger for over 4 years. and im still unsure as to why i still blog.

nooooo. im a faker. i know exactly why im here. not until today did i find that the way i blog is the socially accepted way to blog. meaning:

- writing whatever the fuck i want
- using poor language and optional capitalization.
- cussing up a storm

so im at starbucks today. why? to steal their air conditioning. as an avid coffee bean and tea leaf lover and supporter of lost souls cafe i feel no remorse for taking up precious floor space and chair at the #2 starbucks in the uv (still the the stupidest bullshit ever. what do you need two starbuckes for? WITHIN 100 years of each other??)

whatever. i couldnt stand the heat in my apartment, which sadly is 89 degrees. inside. 93 degrees outside.

im pretty sure that the temperature in here is hovering near the 60 degree mark. its nippy and im enjoying it

it recently came to my attention that i have two weeks of summer school left. what the fuck. how did that happen? essentially it means that i only have two weeks of riverside left. !!!. i'll triumphantly return to riverside winter quarter a woman of the world. haaa. joke.

i got a call from danielle last week saying that she couldnt believe that i was leaving so soon
kat recently flipped her calendar to next month and was shocked that august 22nd was so soon.

before any of that happens, i will be making some mini trips. to vegas. this weekend.

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theres this girl outside of starbucks. and she has a purple bag. i may have to steal this bag.

to-do list

- wamu.
- possibly grocery shopping.

or not. i can live off water and.. ok fine, i have no food. sad days.

when no one is looking

dance like a fool.
like the fool you are.

have you ever wondered what it would be like to dance to "i'm a cuckoo" with 75 other rabid fans? refreshing.