i read on princessmelissa that you blog less when you're happy... because you're out there being happy, not at home, reflecting about how you're not.


how many times have i written in the past few days? enough said.

just got back from lsat strategy session. the instructor was cuter in person than his online picture. it may have been the dim lighting tho. anyway, my new heroes in life are the ones who can score over 170 on the lsats. he was all telling us how some chick went from a 142 to a 174 on her practice exams after taking this course. holy isht indeed. that's effing huge. that would be so amazing though. i wish i could really buckle down and do something like that.

i just want to find every single way to be distracted. unfortch, im super restless. so i can't focus. easily distracted. but i want to be busy. very very busy so i cant think or mope or whatever.

im really craving some malibu right now. that's wrong, isn't it? i don't have any... but my roommate does! because i gave it to her!

project runway finale tonight. hoorah.

this week has been as moody as i have. i've gotten one of the nicest compliments i've gotten in a long time by someone who i respect... and.. well what's the opposite of that? i've experienced that too. and it's only wednesday.

looking less forward to vegas. i wish it would be warmer. i dont want to do anything other than just to get away. and for longer than a week. i wish i could go back to hawaii and just lay out for a long time.

it's just one of those weeks where i wish i smoked. but i dont. because i like the way everything smells. and coffee stains my teeth as it is. mmm coffee ok bye.

im ready to be 600 miles away now, not in six days. & not just for three days... longer, please.

cannot wait until they get jamiemcmurray.com up & running. just the opening page looks effing sexxy! im going to drink crown royal just for him. or buy a lot of sharpies. hey hey hey, people go to lowe's just bc of jimmie johnson, and they prefer pepsi over coke because of the arrogant number 24, and they eat m&ms because of elliot sadler (who's accent is hilarious!). dont knock it man, it's like buying a shoe named after someone. sort of. except you can't wear crown royal. well, you could, but don't.

it makes me sad when people wear nascar jackets and have no idea who or what they are wearing.

it's a small world, and it does not include plastic dolls in pastels.

why hello.

i went to my first 21+ club/bar on saturday night (the dirty martini). it was interesting, different from the 18+ clubs (all two of them) that i've experienced. you know... how at school dances, if you can't/don't dance, you mostly stay on the sidelines? yeah, not so in these clubs/bars... if you can't dance then it's ok! =D it makes for reallly good people watching, especially if they're more drunk than you are. but it was pretty laid back, with "DJ Joe" (no, really, that's what it said on the website...creative, right?) on the ones and twos.

If you couldn't tell, this whole world is all new to me... I now understand why, three years ago, everyone would xanga about exactly how much they drank on a weekend, recapping every shot. Because I was previously so cynical, I'm trying not to replicate, but I totally understand the urge now. I wish I was more educated with drinks tho, so I don't feel like such a freshman at the bar when I'm ordering.

I feel like it's like I'm obsessed, unfortch. It's just like when you get a new outfit and you keep looking at it again and again just because it's new. It'll die down. But yes, if you couldn't tell, I am enjoying being 21. It feels like a really good age, actually, one of the best ones I've had yet, for many reasons...

Disregarding the crazies, I'm enjoying work, and work seems to be enjoying me. I love how it feels like I'm meeting more people from USF through work than through classes. If you read any news about the Los Altos High School GSA, I was involved with that! =D I'm proud of the work I do there, no matter how trivial it may be, and apparently I'm good enough to get my pay doubled! (now understand that I am an unpaid intern. ahhh, yes, get it... mmm sarcasm)

Japanese food is great at midnight. Who knew?

Me & the bf are doing ok. We regressed into our high school selves & took sticker pictures @ japantown. Then we ate blood orange sorbet. yum.

I gave up bacon for Lent. & I've been trying to cut back on cursing and fighting with the bf... haven't been perfect, but there's still awhile to go.

Spring break in one week. But first... eight page paper on the theories of war. Eep.

I know, this blog sounded a little different, right? I'm not sure why either.

bya.