me: not in a nutshell. vol. 2

when i'm bored and can't sleep i sometimes read over my old posts. i went all the way back to january 19th, in which i asked people who read to leave a comment saying they did so. for a long time there were only two comments, but today when i looked there were three. and the the third one said: I read this. I like how you talk about your professors.

for some reason, this creeped the hell out of me. what if it actually was one of my professors? i mean, i talk about ristow a lot, and i make fun of my history and geography professors, and i talk about my friends, and picking my nose, and my mental disorders. I DON'T WANT MY PROFESSORS TO KNOW ABOUT ANY OF THAT!!! accept maybe the part about erasing the chalkboard completely. they could use some lessons in that. seriously. but yah, now i'm worried about my teachers reading this, and in class for the rest of the week i'm going to wonder if they know. of course i'll ba all paranoid and imagine that they're looking at me funny or talking about me when i'm not there, but that's how i role.

when i eat gummy worms i save all the red and white ones for last because they're my favorites.

when i sit at my computer at night, even if i'm not listening to music i put on my big giant studio headphones. i like the way my brain works when i'm wearing them.

sometimes, when nobody's looking, i make up songs about whatever i'm doing and sing them out loud while i'm dancing.

i think it's funny that christine would rather i pierce something instead of cutting my hair when i get bored. i guess that says something about my head the last couple weeks.

when i was little i had a crush on dan akroyd.

i'm attracted to total assholes and i hate myself for it.

i'm scared that i'll never be able to get a job with a history major.

i don't want to go to california this summer for the family reunion. it's supposed to be in kentucky. plus, i really don't like kristen's husband mike the marine recruitment officer, he's a real jerk, and when we met him last summer he told my dad that he hoped they would reinstate the draft to make his job easier. my dad was drafted in vietnam.

i wish i was vada sultenfuss.

i miss being friends with kurt caldwell, but i don't think i could be friends with the person he's become.

i'm not excited about spring break.



so much for being paranoid about my teachers reading this.
i'm going to bed.