because harry potter keeps me alive (sad).

Tomorrow. Is. GOBLET OF FIRE!!!!I'll be gaunty as hell with a snitch round my neck and the swagger of a girl who knows what shes talking about word for word, which inevitably means that all will be a dissapointment despite however much the new york times thought it was awesome (!!!), because all the good reviews in the world can't match the expectations of a rowdy obsessed fan base - we will never be quite as happy with what we see on a screen as what goes on in the head. just becaise i 'like it' doesn't mean it fulfills my dreams, since who can match the imagination? but i get hyped anyway cuz it's fun, screw being a complete dork. even if i am stuck with seats in the thearter of tourists (times square, bitches) atleast i'm there despite the late date of acquisition. and THAT friends is why i can fool myself into believeing that i can successfully pull off last minute. boo yah. oh my titans...just realized suny needs to be finished. two seconds, tops. its crap anyway, i dont want it. but hey, anything to get them off my back.you made me a shadowboxer baby, i wanna be ready for what you do...story of my life.DAMN how do you print this shit without 'my copy' scrolled across it? idiots. swing makes me happy. i'm out.

How Iowa relates to my essay, and the repurcussions thereof on college apps.

so,
my wonka costume obviously rocked out, and if my computer actually
moved at any acceptable speeds, you would see it here. but alas. i was
mad excited today, recoreded my harp for colleges, but it was crazy
cool to hear myself out of speakers. kind of worn off. life sycks.
wrote a speil about i before when i was supposed to be writing my
college essay. maybe i'll put some here. depends how pathetic i feel
like sounding today. so generally, that would be a no, not putting it
here just kidding answer. but writing that essay was fucking hard,
mostly because like an idiot i thought writing about camp would be
easy, since obvioualy if it is a generally known rule that you can
never explain it to anyone, it would be pie to explain it in 500 words
or less to an admissions office (current standing 629, but far better
than 903). and sometimes i think may be i'm trying to do too much cuz
things are suffering that shouldn't, like amnesty, and no surprise my
sleep and me a bit as well. but i guess its sorta worth it. who am i
kidding, i'm just happy cuz iowa is on and i'm reminiscing...there are
pluses to writing an essay about something that you love. a lot. damn,
why can't we just be at fv ALL the time? and weren't we supposed to get
apps in october? argh.
too much cheap cheeriness. i'm probably just better
off reveling in the suckiness. or ateaslt acknowledging it. shit, eco
test soon...a love struck romeo singin streets of serendade layin
everybody low with a love song that he made...said something like, you
and me babe, how about it? sometimes, no all the times, i hate feeling
alone. i hate having to take care of everyone else, and be happy and
okay so that they can feel better, and never letting myself be weak,
or.....i wrote this rant already. it's time for me to sign off before i
leave nothing sacred, as they say. not about to change my ways now.

and so we begin anew

wow! switching browsers really does
let me use rich text mode! imagine that. but what do the bastards have
against netscape? oh well. i present to you he who i aspire to be

:
for halloween anyway. i've got most of it figured it out, but where to
get purple latex/plastic gloves? it's too late in the game for ebay...i
suppose i shall deal.
so, as we can all see, a good dose of intensele long and for a good
half of it completely unproductive bout of gymnastics practice really
hits the spot sometimes. as does less migraine action as well i
suppose. i mean, i'm ven in a good mood and okay with doing (gasp) my
homework. maybe, but this is just maybe kids, i'll start my paper do
next week. or maybe the other one. or maybe the college essay. or
maybe...oh bother, like it's really gonna happen. but GUESS WHAT. my
economics teacher told me i'd make a good lawyer today )aftera
presentation). imagine that. and THEN after all the fun of some real
felines fun, i saw, you'll never guess it, CHRIS. god knows what she
was doing there, but it was awesome, and totally made my day, my week,
whatever. and she's coming to (officially) see us next week! the good
news can just keep on comin. well, i know it won't, but wouldn't that
be nice?enough of me. now that i've figured out how this damnable
contraption works, up go some (fv) photos! okay just kiddinf, thses
things take forever to load for some indeipherable reason, and my time
is low. another day.