*This is a series in which I share posts from the Xanga I kept from November 2004 – May 2009. (Senior in high school – senior in college.) I’m going to try my hardest to refrain from editing out lame jokes, embarrassing over-sharing, and the vaguely homophobic things I said to try to sound cool. Also, my computer autocorrects to make sure sentences begin with a capitalized letter, but please know that absolutely nothing was capitalized. The shift key wasn’t even invented until around 2010, right?


Thursday, February 09, 2006

Dude, I’m so upset x 4. So a while ago Ina and I went shopping, and I bought a sixpack of those mini cokes, and I was all excited about them, and I had them in my refrigerator. The first time I went to my fridge to get one, they were all gone, and I was like, that’s weird, I guess I drank them all. (I tend not to question things.) So I was browsing around on Facebook just now, and I clicked on Joy and I’s mutual friends, and it says that her and Brandt know each other through “stealing Julia’s cokes together.” wtf? WHO DOES THAT.

Umm, I was talking to my creative writing teacher, and she was like, “You should apply to be a creative writing major.” I tried to picture in my head my dad’s reaction if I told him I’d decided to switch my major to creative writing, and I couldn’t help but laugh out loud a little. “No,” I corrected her. “I actually can’t do that.”

I just want to say that last night at the Grammys, when KANYE WEST came out and sang GOLDDIGGER with a MARCHING BAND, my 3 ultimate fantasies were all being fulfilled on one glorious stage of hottttttt. I was sooo turned on, you don’t even know. Kanye is a frikkin genius.


I realized something just now. My friend Kayla, who lives next door, we’re pretty good friends. But I have no idea what her last name is, because she isn’t on Facebook.

The end.