Saturday, February 23, 2008
vienna
so i just applied for the sp/su study abroad in vienna. it is past the deadline and i haven't paid the application fee but i have a good feeling about it. plz accept me, vienna.
wait a second...what the? its $8,000. EIGHT THOUSAND DOLLARS. there is no way i can afford that. you know, i could buy a car for that much money. i could afford college tuition for 2 years. i could probably adopt a child. heavens! alright i just need to relax. and breathe. and live my life with less regard for monetary concerns. i have been fiscally responsible for 20 years now and it is NOT fulfilling. i will never look back on those summers spent at home, severely depressed and alone, and think "gee, i sure am glad i wasted a whole summer working my ace off so i could have that couple extra thousand dollars. good thing i didn't spend the summer in vienna absorbing the history and culture and art and music and language of that exquisite city. good thinkin aubrey"
yeah yeah yeah. let me go. let me throw my entire savings away in 3 months. let me be in debt for an additional 3 years. i'm ready for it.
wait a second...what the? its $8,000. EIGHT THOUSAND DOLLARS. there is no way i can afford that. you know, i could buy a car for that much money. i could afford college tuition for 2 years. i could probably adopt a child. heavens! alright i just need to relax. and breathe. and live my life with less regard for monetary concerns. i have been fiscally responsible for 20 years now and it is NOT fulfilling. i will never look back on those summers spent at home, severely depressed and alone, and think "gee, i sure am glad i wasted a whole summer working my ace off so i could have that couple extra thousand dollars. good thing i didn't spend the summer in vienna absorbing the history and culture and art and music and language of that exquisite city. good thinkin aubrey"
yeah yeah yeah. let me go. let me throw my entire savings away in 3 months. let me be in debt for an additional 3 years. i'm ready for it.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
critical condition
about a dozen different places on my hands and wrists are pulsing because of tiny scratches from the spaz-cat that lives in our bathroom.
my birth certificate came in the mail today. that means i can send it over to the passport agency and they will make a little passport for me and i will be able to leave the country. i imagine a passport as a key that will unlock the prison gates of domestic residence and i will be free to roam the world at my discretion! the day i receive my passport i will kiss it and spend the day ordering travel brochures to places i will never go.
le sigh. i dream so big and live so small.
my birth certificate came in the mail today. that means i can send it over to the passport agency and they will make a little passport for me and i will be able to leave the country. i imagine a passport as a key that will unlock the prison gates of domestic residence and i will be free to roam the world at my discretion! the day i receive my passport i will kiss it and spend the day ordering travel brochures to places i will never go.
le sigh. i dream so big and live so small.
meow meowwwww
last night hunter went to the store and bought me tampons.
if thats not love, i don't know what is.
if thats not love, i don't know what is.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
the end
my mouth tastes like blood and i hate most of my friends.
you know that scene from the movie where the woman is excited to see her husband so she dresses up all pretty and makes a candle-lit dinner and sits and waits and waits and the husband never comes so the wife sheds a single tear, mutters some things about "how typical" and tenderly washes the dishes. when the jerk finally comes in at midnight the candles are burned to a puddle, the dinner is cold, and the wife is asleep in her dress on the couch. the husband shakes his head and blows out the candles which symbolizes the fire of their marriage depreciating into the depressing mess of wax.
yeah thats never happened to me, but ending up in a marriage like that is probably one of my worst nightmares. and THAT may be why i am oversensitive about being shafted by my boyfriend tonight. yeah realize that makes no sense but i'm a girl and i don't have to make sense.
you know that scene from the movie where the woman is excited to see her husband so she dresses up all pretty and makes a candle-lit dinner and sits and waits and waits and the husband never comes so the wife sheds a single tear, mutters some things about "how typical" and tenderly washes the dishes. when the jerk finally comes in at midnight the candles are burned to a puddle, the dinner is cold, and the wife is asleep in her dress on the couch. the husband shakes his head and blows out the candles which symbolizes the fire of their marriage depreciating into the depressing mess of wax.
yeah thats never happened to me, but ending up in a marriage like that is probably one of my worst nightmares. and THAT may be why i am oversensitive about being shafted by my boyfriend tonight. yeah realize that makes no sense but i'm a girl and i don't have to make sense.
Friday, February 8, 2008
pizza allergies
pizza makes me SO sick. i'm allergic to it i guess.
work is slow today so i have been doing productive things like googling the theory of karma, graffiti artists, plane tickets to greece, and crash diets. meowww
work is slow today so i have been doing productive things like googling the theory of karma, graffiti artists, plane tickets to greece, and crash diets. meowww
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
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