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okay so. today in biology (which i made it to ONTIME, barely...but still) we're all doing our thing, poking and prodding at this tiny little crayfish. complete with mandibles, those one pincher thingis who's real name i can't think of...chelpids, idk?, and REAL SAND FROM the beachez they used to roam. so yeah we're all truckin' along and then in mr. finks' i'm-a-bad-azz-football-coach voice he says OKAY. everyone let's pause. stand up. and PULL UP OUR PANTS. i'm tired of walking around here seeing your guys' [asses]!! not just the girls either, boys included. so yes, i guess the main thing here is when did this happen? when did everyone just not care that they's butt cracks are hangin' out of their hollister jeans and their t-sirts are riding clear up there backs letting there pretty little skin flop (over their pants, sometimes) out for the world to see? i know we're all guilty. and getting out of the car is one thing, it's okay to let an ass hang out here and there, but ALL the time. come on people, lets take an extra effort. just than next step up and let's wear our pants so our booties aren't exposed. call me old fashioned, or even gramma laah, but srsly. i'm not taking '90s high waisters, because let's face it...not so much hip anymore. unless you're on the runway. models have been snagging high waisters lately. according to teen vogue. but that's not the issue at hand today. idk, am i the only one who's noticing/ reacting to this epic ass buisness?

okay now that that's over, have a good one peeps. because hold on let's not jinx it, for once i'm feeling great today. idk if it's because i started the day with my main man (chris brown), or if it's because of the hat i'm wearing, but yeah. PEACE. xxox.

 
  

months and months ago, towords the begining of 2007, i made a list of things i wanted to do during my life. i wrote everything down in purple ink on lined paper and glued it in what i had aspired to be my journal for this year. needless to say, i haven't kept up with it. but the list. i cound't think of the number one thing i wanted to do, although it was in no order, i just left number one free, maybe something rediculously amazing will be in that spot someday or maybe it will always be empty. 

i completed one thing on the list this week. i sewed a dress. i wore it to homecoming last night. we ate pancakes at ihop after listening to lame music and standing around in our hot gym. but it was still fun, even though my nose was a little runny.

 

i am going to apply to isu this week and finish my personal statement. i've been thinking about colmbia, partly because erin loves it there and i can see myself loving it too, and partly because i feel like i need to experience a big city. something completely different than here. i've been hereing about jeanine's college life, and it makes me miss her and want to visit. experience monmouth with her, instead of just hearing about it. there's only a few days until jason leaves for chicago. and i don't know what to think of it. i mean obviously it will be hard not seeing him everyday. but maybe it will be better; make the times we are together count. i just don't know.

i'm drinking black coffee, sitting around thinking about all these things. all i listen to is guster lately. with the windows down and the air smelling crisp and clean. i'm wearing longsleeves and jeans today. i took a bike ride with my dogs in my plaid jacket this afternon; reminding me that it is fall. the time of year where they harvest corn and bring truckloads of orange and yellow pumpkins from the field accross from our home up and over the hill to my neighbors house. there's always so much traffic this time of year, people traveling up and down our road buying pumpkins from the negengards.

in other news: we foud our missing puppy, a woman had him...in charleston. rediculous. his tags were gone, but the chip embedded beneath his dark fur and skin told the shelter they took him too who he blonged to. my camera is still broken. i don't need to use the air condioner anymore. bunny is cuter than ever. and now i'm off to go watch some movies with mary and kirby. i need more coffee?!

 

lately the saddest thing is to watch sam stand on our porch shouting "major...maaaaajorrrrrrrr. major come home!" the last time our dog went missing it turned out to be this fluke miss understanding thing with his old owners. but this time it really seems real, like he is gone. i automatically scan the sides of the roads as a drive, no matter where i am, hoping i see the gangly black dog running alongside of the road, like i did before late one night. i feel bad for him, i mean what if he's starving or cought up on a branch or even been hit by a car somewhere. i seem to always see the worst in situations at first and then let myself ease into seeing the good. and i don't mean to, because i know that's a horrible way to think; to freak out in your head. but mostly i just feel bad for sam, because he still thinks he might be coming home, which is still i guess, possible. just not completely probable. i washed his footprints off the hood of my car this evening. i dreamt last night that we found a beagle on the side of the road, he'd been hit by a car, a pile of fur and bones lying in the summer's grass, once breathing, with blood running through his veins, and a man picked him up and tossed him into the cornfield, like it was nothing. and i just stood there crying. i woke up clinging to my blankets and my fingers cramped becasue i'd been holding so tightly. i don't know why, but this has really kinda been getting to me.

p.s. my camera is broken.

p.p.s. bunny pooped on my fucking sheets and i'm procrastinating going upstairs and dealing with it. groooosssssss.

it's nice outside

outside the earth is growing and budding from all the rain
it's really pretty and makes me want to be outside with my friends

   

   

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