Saturday, March 7, 2009

Girl power.

"I made myself to be the guy you first presumed me to be which isn't what I wanted. I guess it was the alcohol for you but I took it seriously."

"We made out, ok? We weren't together."

"Put me back in your phone, at least for now."

"Why? I'm not going to call you."

"Why not? You can always call me if you need help."

"I'm a big girl, I don't need help, but thanks."

I really don't get why he's so effing weird. Playas gon' play! He knows that, I  know that, we're all dudes, hey! So I don't understand why everytime I run into him he's like, "Justine, I'm sorry for doing dumb things, you're such a good girl." And I'll just be like "Oh, haha, yeah, it's cool! OKAY LET'S GO PLAY BEER PONG, someone? ANYone?!" As for the above mentioned conversation, I can't believe I handled that so well, I mean I can't believe I wasn't like, "Oh, no Ariel was kidding I still have your number....Or...I got a new phone sorry what was your number again?" But I'm glad I didn't I dunno, it's the principle of the thing, really. I tend to fold in awkward situations.

Ariel came down I guess her break's already started. Went out to Kevin's and almost won pong but no such luck. I am getting better, I swear! Took Matt on a beer run but all the stores were closed so it turned into more of a bonding sesh than liquor run. Kevin's roommate has an entire cabinet full of guns, like, real guns. He showed them to us and was just like "I grew up in the country, it's legit!" and started pulling them out to show me and Ariel which caused us to scream and be liike, "OK COOL PUT THEM AWAY!" Luckily, his demeanor is usually really jolly so hopefully there won't be any drunk rampages, either way it kind of freaked me out. Fists not firearms! Was pretty satisfied with the CB situation (quoted above..) one more week until spring break just have to get through my Anthro midterm, Bio Lab practicum, and two more days of listening to the really opinionated girl in Philosophy spewing out more gems like, "When I was eleven I read The Republic and decided it was flawed because A. B. and C. so I got this tattoo that represents why I am correct and you and Plato are wrong!" which will just trigger some sort of bitchy reaction in me where I turn to Cassie and roll my eyes, I am trying not to though, I am trying to embrace the ideas of others and accept other people's beliefs and that I don't have to agree with them but shit, seriously? Stop talking. 

I have the journal and have had it for well over two weeks, sorry. Carrie will be here in a little over a week so I'm just going to give it to her then, ack!

I'm rereading old books we read in high school to see if I find more depth in them now (or something equally pretentious) and I'm on The Catcher in the Rye...When we read it sophomore year I loved it, now I can hardly get through one page without feeling like, "Holden, stop being a bitch! Suck it up!" Don't get me wrong, it's still pretty wonderful, however I find Holden's character much more insufferable now. This is kind of like the time I saw The Wall and called Pink a bitch and everyone was like "Whaaaaaaaa how can you SAY that?"

Gina I'm so excited for spring break and working with you, I got my own section last night, woo! I am also VERY excited for St. Patrick's day except for this year I won't be eating corn beef which is a little absurd but whatevz, strengthening my will power!

xoxo

J

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