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Peachtree_Street
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Birthday: 7/30/1987 Gender: Female
Interests: Music, The Eagles Ballroom, Overpriced yuppy beverages, window shopping, raven-hair, The Buckle, John Mayer, Parler Francais, Tahiti80, Ridiculously good looking people, fashion, pop-art, bookstores, hating "fun-haters", Godiva, the Hiltons, my i-pod "Vanessa", Europe + Canada, skinny cigars, sexy talk, Cold Stone, spending, kissysnuggling, Max, etc. Occupation: Artist Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me AIM: Holly Diana TOD
Member Since:
11/6/2004
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| Things I have learned in college so far:
1. Boys are never what you expect. Do not go to college with a boy in mind, even if he convinces you that "you two are two peas in a pod." He will ditch you after you makeout, in exchange for hanging out with two guys with lisps and a girl with mousy blond hair.
2. If a boy asks to come over to your dorm to "hang out", it usually means he wants to fool around. Especially if you tell him your roommate is gone before hand. Do not do this.
3. Rug burn lasts for DAYS.
4. Random bruises from your loft are to be expected.
5. Creepy neighbors will talk to you at any time, even when you are walking in a towel to your dorm after a shower. Awkward much? Just because you ask them to help you hook up your computer one time, does not mean that you want them talking to you while you're dripping and naked.
6. It's normal to miss people. And dogs. Awh, dogs.
7. Roommates aren't usually lasting best friends. Especially when she asks you about your boyfriend situation every day and can't stay in the dorms for more than one night.
8. Bedtimes don't exist, although sometimes you might wish they do.
9. Forgetting to get your math textbook is BAD. Not off to a good start, babe...
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| I go to college today.  | | |
| I am:
- Getting ready to pack up my goods and move to another town. College is just around the corner (2 weeks!) and I'm crazy nervous. I went to a party tonight that was packed full of college kids and it made me want to move so much more than I already had.
- Upset that I'm about to leave right when I find people who are actually fun to be around. The only two things to come out of me working at The Buckle is the discount and the people I've met. I'm going to miss the shit out of my Amy baby.
- Surprised to see attractive Joshy. He was at said party, and was drunk and putting his arms around me. 'Bout time I see some affection from that boy. (Even if it was drunken.)
- Smelling of smoke. I had a weird craving for a cig tonight and gave into it with my Buckle pal, Bob-O.
- Pretty sure I'll kiss Bob before I leave for college.
- Uncomfortable with the fact that I was harrassed by two crazy, cussing kids outside of Bob's apartment. "Damn yo girlfriend's got some big ass titties" isn't charming. Boo. His roommate was cute and said, "I can't believe you'd disrespect a lady like that."
- Picture-obsessed. Tell me if you want to see some of the ones I've taken with my new digital camera. Except for the ones of my cleavage. Only Beth can see those. For real.
- Ready for bed after I finish this ginger ale.
Night. 
(And don't tell me you don't have a secret crush on J.T. We all do.) | | |
| Oh my word. My birthday was, how do you say, RIDONCULOUS?!? Thank you to anyone who called or left me some kind of birthday wish. It was appreciated. Here, in list form, are some things that made my 18th birthday memorable.
Tequila shots, digital cam + risque birthday pictures, kissing my best girl friends, crazy drinking games, "booby tank tops", my industrial bar piercing, 1 Night in Paris, triple kissing, Jungle-themed parties, Edible Undies, etc.
I may be going to hell. | | |
| Happy 18th Birthday to me.  | | |
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