So my computer is officially busted (notice that I'm not on my computer...my computer is out of work now until it can be "updated")
Now I have to mooch other computers to get work done
Man does my life ever suck
On a higher note: I got into Playwriting! I'm also taking Acting, Satire with Senor Dullface (Dewsnap honk honk), Alexander the Great history class, and American Studies class
Learning will be ever so sweet next year
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
Okay...
As I sit on Porter's bed using her laptop (my computer decided to rebel against me but don't worry...He'll get what's for soon) and listening to Eminem, I guess today was a pretty good day.
I didn't think it was going to be a good day though when I saw Alex come out of the elevator at West Point today. But you know what? We seem to hate each other, but it really isn't as bad as I make it out to be. Though I hate Alex for a lot of things, that's the past. Alex will always be somewhat of a crazy decision. Today I found out his great grandmother past away and I was so sad about it. I met his great grandmother when I was in Indiana and she was an amazing lady. She was 94 though and lived a full life. She was telling me stories in the sunroom about Florida back in 20's and I remember telling me when we left in the Raggio's Catera that she told me i was a lovely lady. She was probably the only person in Indiana who truly liked me and now she's dead.
Going back to West Point was fine for me. My westpointophobia is pretty much gone. All that shit is in the past now. And Alex even says that Braden is a good guy and he's happy for me. He did tell me I was crazy though...I told him the only crazy thing I did was date him.
So there you have it...Alex might love guns and the memories of him in the Delta High parking lot still haunt my dreams...something good might come out of all of this
Focusing on the past is bullshit too...i mean, it's never going to happen to you again...so why care?
On a another unrelated topic...there is a birthday party in the hallway and I need to go to the bathroom but there are too many people outside...
This stinks
As I sit on Porter's bed using her laptop (my computer decided to rebel against me but don't worry...He'll get what's for soon) and listening to Eminem, I guess today was a pretty good day.
I didn't think it was going to be a good day though when I saw Alex come out of the elevator at West Point today. But you know what? We seem to hate each other, but it really isn't as bad as I make it out to be. Though I hate Alex for a lot of things, that's the past. Alex will always be somewhat of a crazy decision. Today I found out his great grandmother past away and I was so sad about it. I met his great grandmother when I was in Indiana and she was an amazing lady. She was 94 though and lived a full life. She was telling me stories in the sunroom about Florida back in 20's and I remember telling me when we left in the Raggio's Catera that she told me i was a lovely lady. She was probably the only person in Indiana who truly liked me and now she's dead.
Going back to West Point was fine for me. My westpointophobia is pretty much gone. All that shit is in the past now. And Alex even says that Braden is a good guy and he's happy for me. He did tell me I was crazy though...I told him the only crazy thing I did was date him.
So there you have it...Alex might love guns and the memories of him in the Delta High parking lot still haunt my dreams...something good might come out of all of this
Focusing on the past is bullshit too...i mean, it's never going to happen to you again...so why care?
On a another unrelated topic...there is a birthday party in the hallway and I need to go to the bathroom but there are too many people outside...
This stinks
Monday, December 09, 2002
So I'm blasting Britney Spears really loud right now...but I don't care. I have been really productive today, getting my government text done AND typing four pages of my Kennedy paper. I really have to get a lot of work done because I'm going to West Point tomorrow to fence. And I'm not afraid! Take that Army!
Braden and I are watching "Empire Strikes Back" tonight after dorchestra...because its his favorite Star Wars
Now all of you, my loyal readers...must be asking...what the fuck Emily? First you're "head over feet" and then you're pissed and now you're watching (gasp) EMPIRE with him? I mean, what the hell is going on here!!!!
Answer to that question: go watch Never been Kissed and you'll understand...
Braden and I are watching "Empire Strikes Back" tonight after dorchestra...because its his favorite Star Wars
Now all of you, my loyal readers...must be asking...what the fuck Emily? First you're "head over feet" and then you're pissed and now you're watching (gasp) EMPIRE with him? I mean, what the hell is going on here!!!!
Answer to that question: go watch Never been Kissed and you'll understand...
Sunday, December 08, 2002
Let's talk about Sex
With Jesse magically turning himself into Freud this evening, we ended up with a strange conversation in our laps. "Why do we have sex?" was the potent question at hand. It's been a while since I have slept with someone (almost a year if you count the unpleasantness) so I couldn't really answer the question, but as I watched Captain Von Trapp kiss the young nun Maria and my eyes filled with tears, I wanted to be able to answer that question for myself.
But I can't now.
Today was a sexual day for the world. Kevin asked me out today. This didn't really come as a shock, but somehow...it did. I love Kevin because he is me. We can watch musicals, sing the same songs, be the same...but distance is an issue. Plus I am head over feet for Braden Lamb who Kevin calls 'Batman'. Let me say it again, I am "head over feet" sorry I was listening to that song right now...There is no one as pure, loyal and beautiful as he can be. But as for Kevin, sweetheart...don't despair...I still care deeply about you.
I found out my best friend lost his virginity this weekend...and he told me it felt right. So congrats Sean, we've officially switched places.
As for Braden, it'll be a long time before I'll be answering Jesse's sexual ponderings...but when it does happen, I'll be able to say that sex is an understanding of where you stand and how much you care...hopefully with Braden, i'll get to understand the genius of why he is the way he is.
Because to me, he is fascinating
Welcome back to the drama of "Two Nerds in Love"
With Jesse magically turning himself into Freud this evening, we ended up with a strange conversation in our laps. "Why do we have sex?" was the potent question at hand. It's been a while since I have slept with someone (almost a year if you count the unpleasantness) so I couldn't really answer the question, but as I watched Captain Von Trapp kiss the young nun Maria and my eyes filled with tears, I wanted to be able to answer that question for myself.
But I can't now.
Today was a sexual day for the world. Kevin asked me out today. This didn't really come as a shock, but somehow...it did. I love Kevin because he is me. We can watch musicals, sing the same songs, be the same...but distance is an issue. Plus I am head over feet for Braden Lamb who Kevin calls 'Batman'. Let me say it again, I am "head over feet" sorry I was listening to that song right now...There is no one as pure, loyal and beautiful as he can be. But as for Kevin, sweetheart...don't despair...I still care deeply about you.
I found out my best friend lost his virginity this weekend...and he told me it felt right. So congrats Sean, we've officially switched places.
As for Braden, it'll be a long time before I'll be answering Jesse's sexual ponderings...but when it does happen, I'll be able to say that sex is an understanding of where you stand and how much you care...hopefully with Braden, i'll get to understand the genius of why he is the way he is.
Because to me, he is fascinating
Welcome back to the drama of "Two Nerds in Love"
Saturday, December 07, 2002
Last night I worked on my new painting:
It doesn't have a name but I truly enjoy it. When I get my digital camera working again...I'll take a picture of it.
The thing I hate about my life is that when I'm knee deep into a relationship...the men come out of the woodwork and tell me they are attracted to me. Of course I wouldn't call Braden a "relationship..." more a "confusing ball of riddles"
Don't worry...I get back at him for his childish behavior in the Observer!
At least he's going away this weekend...leaving me a clean suite watching Sound of Music in without worry!
I dont really know what to say now...all I know is that for a girl...I really don't hide anything at all.
It doesn't have a name but I truly enjoy it. When I get my digital camera working again...I'll take a picture of it.
The thing I hate about my life is that when I'm knee deep into a relationship...the men come out of the woodwork and tell me they are attracted to me. Of course I wouldn't call Braden a "relationship..." more a "confusing ball of riddles"
Don't worry...I get back at him for his childish behavior in the Observer!
At least he's going away this weekend...leaving me a clean suite watching Sound of Music in without worry!
I dont really know what to say now...all I know is that for a girl...I really don't hide anything at all.
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