Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Jen and I actually finished our final tonight before midnight and miraculously we're still speaking to each other. I only have a few minor changes to make tomorrow. Actually, I have a lot to do tomorrow and I think I'm pretty much going to have to do them during class. O well- at least it's more productive than the blog I wrote last week. Hopefully, I get to sleep sometime tonight- I'm kind of hyped up from all the tea and coffee i've drank today. I think I'll watch Desperate Housewives now.

ok, so I'm going to do some venting. And honestly, probably no one will know what the hell I'm talking about, but I figure at least this way I will get it out w/o actually yelling at these people. Why on earth do people feel the need to talk about me or my life. Seriously, is there nothing better going on in your own world. I especially love it when it's people that I don't even talk to. We're fucking 24. Does this highschool shit ever really end. According to some of my older friends, it really doesn't. And honestly, that's just sad. I guess I will just try to end it here and let the whole thing go, but it could be a little difficult if someone brings it up. I guess this will give me yet another personal challenge for the week.


On a whole other note, apparently my Thanksgiving will be quite interesting. According to Becca, the past several months have seen quite a few changes for my family. Sad part is, I wasn't even aware of any of them until people have randomly slipped up. I can honestly say that I can't remember the last time I looked forward to the actual Thanksgiving dinner this much. The only thing that can top this year off is if my uncle from Chicago comes home with soneone that is younger than even Becca. Fun times, fun times.

3 comments:

Deb said...

and by someone she means my uncle bringing home a guy (its ok deb we can joke about this). i can't really talk shit about other people talking shit about other people behing their backs: after all i am one of these people and sad as it is to admit, im sure i'll never stop. dont blame the people too much big sister. if they are anything like me that can't control it. just be thankful u dont this horrible instinct urself. p.s. idk if u heard today but bill told mom when she brang him in some coffee "o u treat me so well" WHATTT! i need to snag me one of THESE TYPES. p.s.s. bill commented on ur background today and at first glance i thought it was the cast of queer eye for the straight guy and just now i realized it wasnt. very nice i guess

Anonymous said...

oops

Deb said...

i suppose you are partially right, but its still pretty bogus. best part, she completely didn't get the story right. i have to admit though, the story that was passed around was pretty funny.