disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.
note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.
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2003.12.16 7:57 p.m.
i am not good at being stressed. at all. i work best when i get to do whatever i want, whenever i want. seriously. i have no idea how i'm going to handle school. oh no.
two weeks and 3 days until i leave. ho ho, i don't know who's in charge of this, but it better slow the fuck down pretty quick. i'm actually fairly panicky. yay.
i put elliott smith on a mix tape i was making and it made me shake inside. especially the line 'i'm not fucked, not quite.' i haven't been able to listen to it at all. i'm far too good at blocking. which just makes it worse.
i bought another pair of the great sweatpants. these ones are too long, but navy and just as comfortable. i think i might start looking forward to only wearing solid colour t-shirts and sweats. and jazz oxfords, whatever those are. everything is going to cost so much money. i can't even comprehend.
i'm bloody tired. the jerry's christmas party was last night. it was quite fun. occasionally boring..but. i looked kind of cute. especially because i wore these hilarious black and red pumps from the eighties. soo pretty. and a frilly red skirt. i love skirts. the dinner was fine, nothing special. the lasagne was pretty bad but the ice cream made up for it a little. i love how many salads are at dinners sometimes. i'm hungry now. i was so obnoxious whilst at jerry's. i think everyone thought i was drunk, but i was just being annoying on purpose. i'm more self-concious/mean when i'm drunk.
we went bowling, and i sucked quite hard. i just had zero interest in it. usually, i'm passable.. i like it though mostly. if you've been wondering, jerry's a pretty poor bowler.
the after-party was at steve's. it was good. i got quite drunk (oh gin, just like christmas) and sat around. we also danced very very poorly and great. these two boys that i didn't know said that they thought i was very funny and nice. i liked that. i went to bed pretty early. but it was okay because i would have died otherwise.
i met steve's ex-boyfriend ryan. he's really nice and cute. looks a little like devon sawa. especially around the eyes. i like it when people actively make conversation with new people. i also saw dan's richie, who's pretty fun, and a really sweet guy. sometimes he doesn't really get me, but that happens so frequently.
i'm still so tired from it and a little nauseous. maybe the nausea is from how i have to leave in
a little more than two weeks.
previously - and then
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all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15
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