I'm 'Like Russian Novels and Classical Music'

Everything (he) is kind of perfect.

Collegiate 15!

1. You are such a great person, and I am never going to let people say otherwise, to tooth and nail. 

2. You aren't on your own anymore, there are more people here that care than you know. 

3. You are such a theater kid. It's okay tho. 

4. You are kind of the meanest person I've ever met. Like, for serious.

5. You're mysterious. Like a Whitney. Actually, a lot like Whitney. 

6. You are nowhere to be found. Sweet!

7. Like me, dammit! And stop liking the Jonas Brothers!

8. Whenever I feel like I'm losing myself here, all I have to do is spend 10 minutes with you and I know why I like myself and why I love you. More expressionist films, please?

9. You're kind of perfect. (!)

10. You = puppy. It's so cute!

11. Get yo shit togetha! Meaning, one is CLEARLY more fantastic than the other so please act accordingly!

12. I need to hang out with you more. You are pretty darn chill.

13. Thank GOD there is someone on this campus who knows what live music is and knows 'pitchfork' does not mean a pronged hay tossing utensil. I just wish you weren't the only one!

14. I'd be more okay with you being boring if you were nicer.

15. I wish I had that!

A dialogue:

The Hookah Bar: Hey, remember when your relationship was irreparably damaged by me?
Me: yeah.
The Hookah Bar: I know a new trick: now I do it pre-emptively!
Me: Thanks a lot, asshole.

...The College Post

Here I am, eh?
After all the thinking and applying and agonizing and packing and angst, I'm here.
And I pretty much adore it.
I think I took too much stock in stories I had heard in the past about college... the people are boring and disengaged and stupid, the rooms are unlivable, the food is inedible... but I don't believe a word of it.
This is the first time in three if not four years that I have actually felt friendly. As high school ended, I had four absolutely amazing wouldn't-trade-for-the-world best friends. But now, it's different. I have literally not met one new person here who I do not like. Think about that, think about who is saying that! We all know I am a huge bitch! Or at least I tend to despise the masses. But here, the masses are not half bad. I've got about ten friends who I could spend infinite time with, and would if we didn't force ourselves to go to bed at the end of the night. We've talked politics, philosophy, TV, sex/drugs/alcohol and played with photo booth for an hour at a time. We mock the misery that was PlayFair, we laud our seminar class (mine's Buffy!) and generally, it's pretty amazing. Not only do I feel great surrounded by all this, but I actually think I am getting -healthier-, rather than fatter as most freshmen get.

So scheduling was sort of like the nuclear winter. When you are literally the last group of 20 to register for classes, out of a class of 1100 into classes that hold about 20 people, the only things left for us are the cockroaches, so to speak. Thanks to some tricky fanangling and two amazing professors, I might have it down, but we'll see when we get to class next week...
...which I am dreading because I have no books, no computer, and not a cent with which to buy them. The Fucktarded people at Chase Loans are not to be trusted! If I'm going to be $19,000 in debt for this year alone, I had better be able to actually USE that money, doncha think???

Well, whining accomplished. I have been holed up in the computer lab long enough, (although to be fair, it is my first time on one in a week) its about time that I see if any of these fine people want to hit the Merc tonight. Toodles, and wish me luck for scary classeses!

I do not have a computer or a toothbrush

Awesome.