What's up, fatass?

Amazing party

Hungover

House is a mess

Alcohol everywhere

Totally fucking worth it

Starting the day at 6 am sucks, but getting a shit ton of stuff for really cheap is awesome.

We got a real dart board for 10 bucks, a foosball table for 8, and about $300 worth of glass stove top pots and skillets for 10 dollars. Sweet...

R.I.P Tristianne's braces
January 31st, 2005 - June 29th, 2007.

Ah, good parties. Last night was super fun. Regardless of how much I yelled at James for looking at Goatse, and Ted for turning up the music really loud, and Jesse for making fun of me, it was a great party. I promise I'm not crazy, I just get a little overly nervous about being under 21 and having an apartment full of drunkies. There's no reason to really worry though. Our neighbors don't care too much. I like to judge a party by how many bags of trash there are. So far we've got two full ones, and a pile of trash on the floor that could fill another. That's pretty sweet if you ask me. Thanks everyone for coming, and look for our next party, probably sometime this summer to just be like, hey its summer lets get together and drink. :) Oh and Kirsten's birthday is this summer too, so thats an excuse to party. Love you all!

We're back. Everything went wonderfully. No one got drunk. It appears that they like me. Yay.

I bought a rat! Her name is Molly!

I think I'm going to buy a rat today. :)

Fall 2006

FINE ART

MUS-INST

	PRIN OF ENGL COMP	ENGL	1213	03	A
	FIELD EXPERNCE-3242	MUED	3240	00	S
	ANCIENT TIMES-1700	MUSC	2313	03	B
	RECITAL ATTENDANCE	MUTE	1010	00	S
	UNIV MARCHING BAND	MUTE	1130	01	A
	PERCUSS INSTR CLASS	MUTE	1221	01	A
	GROUP PIANO III	MUTE	2311	01	B
	INSTRU CONDUCT I	MUTE	3242	02	A
	MUS STRUCTURES III	MUTH	2512	02	A
	AURAL SKILLS III	MUTH	2612	02	B
	SAXOPHONE	SAX	2010	02	A
TERM: GPH 17.00 GPS 62.00 HA 17.00 HE 17.00 GPA 3.65

We're all moved in and stuff. It's starting to look like someone lives here. I'm so tired right now but can't sleep because Jesse won't come to bed because he's passed out on the floor because he drank a litre of cheap wine. I hope he reads this in the morning and feels bad. FEEL BAD JESSE! Just kidding sweetie.

I love the Macy's Day Parade. And I get to march in it next year. Awesome.

Happy Thanksgiving and junk or whatever.

Apparently, I joined a class that is designed to make me fail. Not everyone, just me. And not the class, just today in particular. I don't know why they did it, but I had to teach today. I was the only first year conductor to teach, so I looked like a big ass. I crashed and burned to say the least. I wanted to cry on the podium. I hate my major. But I can't change it. I'm not good at anything else. And apparently, I'm not even any fucking good at this. Maybe I should drop out and work at McDonald's. Right now, I feel that I fit those qualifications better than band director.

Yay- for Halloween.

Yay- for Trick or Treating.

Boo- for having a shitty car.

Boo- for having to wake at up 5am tomorrow so Mommy can take me to school.

Yay- for being able to spend time with Jesse today.

Boo- for working four days next week.

Yay- for having only THREE games left.

Boo- for still having three games left...

Go. Read. Laugh. Enjoy.

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I'm ready for Christmas time.

I suddenly feel ill. I'm not sure why. But I just don't feel good. I can't really describe it either. I may have eaten some bad chicken. Oh well, I'm sure I'll be fine, just need to relax a bit.

... to a GREAT weekend. No football game, no Pride, no work, no studying. Just me, Jesse, booze and a party. And other than a few minor hiccups while I'm asleep, everything is fine. And eventually I'll get rid of the sleep hiccups. I refuse to spell it hiccough. That's just stupid.

Love love love love love.