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Monday, June 6th, 2005
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4:00 pm - Goodbye Livejournal.
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This will be my last livejournal entry as Unique87. I do not yet know if I will be taking up another name or some form of internet blog, but I know that I am done with this one.
I started this during freshman year and besides the fact that I dislike the username, I feel as though this is the end of the high school chapter of my life-long book. Or something like that. Whatever
Before I go, though, I want to say a few things about the end of high school.
Yesterday was surreal. I don't think I was able to take quite as much in as I normally would have because I was legitimately afraid of passing out. I don't handle heat well, but you know what, it wasn't all that bad. I am glad I got to sing at the beginning eventhough it was kinda strange, it seemed fitting of my high school experience.
But still, you never really imagine yourself graduating, you know? It's strange. But oh well. I've had a blast... but on to new things, I suppose.
I love you class of 2005. And I love all of you that I've met over my time in the Natick Public School System.
<3
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| Saturday, June 4th, 2005
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12:56 am
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friday june 3 2005
parties were/are fun.
but in this time of what should be utter happiness, the things around me crumble. and i take things too personally. and am too irritable. and i have >5 hours of painting to do tomorrow morning.
12:59 AM i guess it is saturday
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| Wednesday, June 1st, 2005
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11:58 pm
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nationals was a really good experience for me i learned a lot and had fun
senior activities have been nice
i bought tevas today because i realized i could feel every pebble beneath my feet in my flip flops
madagascar is incredibly cute
current music: i like to move it move it
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| Thursday, May 26th, 2005
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12:19 am - i'm leavin on a jet plane...
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so, i'm off to milwaukee in the morning.
this trip marks the end of my speech career. and effectively marks the end of my high school career.
i need to get pumped. let's give this thing one last run.
if you care to find me look to the (north)western sky
current mood: hopeful
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| Wednesday, May 25th, 2005
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2:31 am
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| Thursday, May 19th, 2005
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10:45 pm
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i think i need a good cry
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1:05 am
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"Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either."
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Emotions are flying. Everything is weird.
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| Tuesday, May 17th, 2005
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11:36 pm
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a new world calls across the ocean a new world calls across the sky
i went out and bought a prom dress today. yes, the prom is in 3 days.
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| Monday, May 16th, 2005
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12:26 am
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| Friday, May 13th, 2005
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3:06 pm
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So...
I don't have to worry about making any further college decisions.
I am definitely going to Wheaton College!
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8:15 am
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"We are all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness...and call it love...true love."
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| Wednesday, May 11th, 2005
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12:40 am
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i love the flavor of risk. but only when it's diet coke.
everyone, on the count of three, say, "potato famine."
gavin invited me to go to the red sox game with him and steve at 3:30 pm this afternoon. by 6 we were on our way, and thespina soon joined us. it was uber fun. people are hilarious. beautiful night. great game. :o)
(this was a big step of being spontaneous on a school night for me, woo.)
current mood: lovelovelove
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| Sunday, May 8th, 2005
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11:45 pm
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i still can't believe that is already may. and that the play is over. and that i have ten days of school left.
and that i have SO MUCH SHIT to do in those ten days. but oh well.
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| Friday, May 6th, 2005
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11:50 pm
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You Can't Take It With You Tomorrow. 7:30. In the NHS Auditorium. Be there.
It's finally green and pretty out, which makes me happy. I only have one more AP exam which is also exciting. Lots of work in the next week but whatever. It's almost all done. Which is fantastic.
I love relaxing and sleeping. I need to do more of said activities.
I love Gavin.
current mood: flirty
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| Wednesday, May 4th, 2005
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11:47 pm - 12
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today was our last rehearsal for you can't take it with you. i want sophie to feel better.
tonight was speech election night. my presidency is coming to an end.
tomorrow its the ap english exam. it's my only hope to do well(ish) on one of these.
i would really like things for everyone to get better.
i hate that i feel like i have to justify my college choice. i hope that i get less dumb about this.
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| Monday, May 2nd, 2005
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11:49 pm
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here comes the rain again falling from the stars
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| Sunday, May 1st, 2005
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9:46 pm - Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go...
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Talent Show was fun. Green Day was awesome.
I have 15 days of high school left.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind. Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time.
current mood: lazy
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| Thursday, April 28th, 2005
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11:23 pm - two and a half years (but who's counting?)
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there aren't really words to adequately describe the way i feel
but
today was good friends are good tonight was good bonding is good laughing is good singing is good feeling loved is good conversations are good
despite APs and other stupid stuff, i am excited for my last 16 days of high school. (woah. weird.)
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| Monday, April 25th, 2005
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10:46 pm
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I thought I was going to die today. I didn't. Just so you know.
In other news, I am finally getting excited about college. I am, in some ways, sad I won't be joining the BC brigade (sorry Timo!), or Carolyn at Fairfield, Tina at Conn, or the UMassies. But I am [finally] comfortable with my decision.
I have a friend from Connecticut and a friend from New Jersey waiting for me at Wheaton, which totally rocks. I am psyched.
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| Sunday, April 24th, 2005
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9:10 pm
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Dear Vacation:
Where did you go? Why are you over?
I ask that you reconsider the idea of ending at this point. I think many people would appreciate it if you would last another week.
Thank you for your consideration and your attention to this matter.
Sincerely, Jesse
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