A blog of lists. I have missed the blogosphere. You miss the old blog, holla at me for a passcode to lurk. Good times.
On to listing.
List One [Christmas]:
either say anything cds, black cardigan, moleskine journal, black uniball pens, bronzer, paintbrushes, sweaters, knitting needles, a manicure, american eagle underwear, nice sweatshirts, wine, fine jewelry, hair products, pantene pro-v volumizing shampoo, a boy over six feet who might play sports or do drugs, the OC on DVD box set, the Gilmore Girls box set, a job
List Two [Interests]:
new M.I.A. Kala cd, the man I spent over one hundred minutes with every day [Mr. Maddix, god-like history teacher], going to rwanda, imagining what it would be like not smoking, making out in my dreams, no plug ipod speakers, cocoa butter, talking to my plants, breakfast snacks, ca$h flow, ATC, no more de-wallpaper!, wine, wine, wine, "dank athens shit", SEEING BRAND NEW IN ONE WEEK, college applications SO CLOSE to being sent, rock climbing wall, holy mary mother of god, mr. kodenkandeth buying dazed and confused for me [?] and the debate of spin vs. blender, kenna, cleveland, finding the next unfortunate boy who thinks he knows who i am and then realizes i am not that same girl and will ignore me, the word "anomaly", the "junior sluts", the OC re-runs on the soap channel [120]
List Three [Disinterests]:
lena's mom seeing the naked cellphone video (so weird), the purple attendance pass issue, impending SAT's tomorrow, being a girl, having feet that apparently are too small for my body, lack of clothing, stupid checks but no actual cash, elizabeth essay, blood blister the size of a chocolate chip (i kid you not) on my second toe left foot, my slow laptop, lack of red cup parties, my melted brain, scoring almost the highest out of everyone on the "dissassociation" questionaire [meaning i "lead a rich fantasy life" and "i like to daydream" and also "sometimes lose touch with reality" and "forget about things easily"], neonazi-ism, the word "fuschia", and the conjugation of spanish verbs in the future tense, lack of sleep, ipod with no battery, broken ass ugg boots
TWENTY FIVE DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS
there needs to be some parties going on, december is the best month of winter partying because the real drudge of winter has not yet really hit, it may be cold but there aren't bad roads, and I'm usually not stressed out due to grades. december has potential to be the best month EVER. hopefully, it will start off strong with the ace-ing of the SAT's, possible saturday night debauchery with the best brown-hairs, and Cleveland roadtripping on sunday.
SEVEN DAYS TILL BRAND NEW
i'm literally shaking with excitement. best band ever? its quite possible. i'm probably going to be crying when they take the stage.
okay, time for showers and sleeps, I have to be fresh and bright-eyed for that standardized test we've all been dreading since the day we were born: round two. hopefully this time goes more smoothly.
love,
marie
ps- there is a long list of people i miss and need to see, i'm working on it. you know who you are.
oh and also HAPPY SLUT FEST to all you SLUTS out there... GET THOSE POINTS, FUCK THOSE SENIOR BOYS!!!!!!!!!!!1!!1!!!!1! TEN POINTS FOR VARSITY BOYZ!!!
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