QUIZ TIME!
In HS, I only dated guys who were in college because I was either:
a) A ho
b) Had daddy issues
c) Needed them to drive me to my orthodonstist appointments
d) Wanted their riches
The answer would be e) I could not relate to the mind of a high school male. Never have and never will. They were too busy getting boners or playing video games or some other thing that I had no interest in.
ANYWHO. I stumbled accross a little old thing called Xanga. If you never had one, it's basically one of the first social networking sites where tweens every where could reveal too many feelings than they should and make fun of people and post horrible pictures that didn't seem horrible at the time. These are some of the things that I found. Things that I actually typed.. and meant. I honestly can't believe myself.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
|
I applied to Hollister (how ironic of me) and saw the most
good looking guy of my entire life. he literally made me weak at the knees.. so
new mission for the school year.. get hired and get to know this dude!
today i learned that all guys think about is sex sex sex. my manager told me everything somehow reminds him of sex and two other guys who worked there said they rate every girl they see as 1) i'd totally do her 2) maybe if i was drunk 3)not if hell froze over. hahah i have to say i had no idea they thought about it that much but its kind of funny.. hey you learn something new every day bye summer, you kicked ass. | ||||
|
Wow so wait--- does this mean that I was part of the Williamsburg hipster movement long before it started? Should I get credit for that? I'm I tooting my own horn a little too much? I'm such an asshole.
ALright so THIS entry is fucking amazing. My first ever boyfriend, Greg Fisher, who was a college student.. dated me for 1 year. Cheated on me most of that time (duh). My first insane crazy draining hearbreak. And this is what I had to say about it:
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
^Aw, my feelings were cute. If someone did that to me now, I'd probs still write him an adorable paragraph on my social networking site.
Here are some embarrassing photos. Well this first one isn't embarrassing, it serves as a means of telling me that I need to take my older self to the gym because WHAT A BOD DAT IS (wuz)
PROM!
Ryan Caberara - was and is still in love with him. (shut up)
This is what I look like when I went to a NASCAR race:
When I didn't care about food and couldn't smile right:
|
Gosh, will those days when I don't care about food ever return w the outrageous clothes I rocked like a crazy Fashion Institute drop out.