“I’m from Austin, Texas.”

I’m so glad most of my presentations are done. Now all I have to do is every other fucking group project. ugh. At least I have 3 more weeks to procrastinate.

Thursday’s Dell presentation was just awful. I told my group members that I was the last person that should be trusted with speaking about the most important subject matter, but somehow I got stuck with it and totally fucked up. I am just an aboslute train wreck when it comes to public speaking. Oh well. I hate school anyway.

Halloween was a lot of fun this year. We went to Hollywood for the first time and it was crazy. The traffic was so bad it took us over 2 hours to get to the ‘haunted’ Geisha House. I think it was worth it though. I’m glad we were there for the exchange students’ first Halloween experience. Alex as a frenchman was hilarious. “Everything is in the baguette!” What is even funnier is his accent as he tried to pretend to be American. Or his accent when he tried to say ‘disturbia.’ I randomly saw my coworkers at a pizza place across the street. They were so pretty, but not trashy. Jime was still the best sailor of the night. I looked disgusting (and cute) as a cavewoman with dreads laced with twigs and leaves. I almost didn’t go out because I was upset earlier, but I’m so glad I paid in advance haha.

Last night I went with Jime to her cousin’s birthday. We were feeling anti-social, so we played with puppy, who is HUGE now, and watched A Walk to Remember which always makes me cry. Her family must have thought there was something wrong with me because I was fucking bawling. I suck at life.

Jime and I decided we need to take more inconspicous videos of our lives because they’re hilarious. I also want to make like a video/picture movie set to music for all of my friends when we graduate…I can’t forget to do this!

Oh, and I’ve started listening to Christmas songs again. love it.

Stay tonight and make everything alright.

Lindsay’s birthday week is finally over. I spent way too much money on her. I tots wish my birthday celebrations were that intense.

Friday was the party. I think it was fun, but probs because I tried to invite my friends. Jimena burnt the carpet when a coal from the hookah was blown off the tray by the fan…oops! Now Jamie and Diana are going to hate us hookah-ing even more!

Boys are still stupid. I gave my favorite hoodie to one (no idea why…) and then was super pissed and annoyed the next day. I need to stop wasting my time with boring, unsatisfactory boys. The only appeal of this one was his grad student/TA status. Oh, and that the OTHER boy didn’t show up. Over it. Saw hoodie boy today though and asked him to return it. haha.

Saturday Lindsay, Jessica, and I went to Brent and Derek’s party at Tuscany. I ususally HATE going to Tuscany because of that terrible night two years ago, but we ended up having a really good time. Well, at least Lindsay and I did. Jess was being emo and awkward. Lindsay and I got into a huge fight later that night, but I can’t really remember why or what it was even about. I don’t want to say that because people will think I’m lying or incredibly overdramatic. Both options are embarrassing and suck really bad. Did some stupid stuff. Thought I lost my phone. Turns out it was in Jessica’s car. Go figure. At least I still have a phone.

Getting ready to look for jobs is getting so incredibly stressful. I went to the Bain company presentation tonight and it was fucking intense. I hate Marshall kids. They get so annoyingly into shit like this. I don’t have a chance at getting a real job. I’m going to the CPPC tomorrow to talk to a career counselor. Hopefully they make me feel better about landing a job slash my own ‘unique’ skills and talents. Hopefully.

Yesterday Matchbook Romance randomly played on my iTunes, so I spent a good hour listening to Stories and Alibis. So high school. I associate so many people with those songs…Tiger Lily reminds me of Jordan Mondau and how she loved hearing me sing it…Greatest Fall and Save Yourself screams Rory drama…Hollywood and Vine recalls the time Sam and I skipped first class and bought Warped 2005, which is one of two CDs that changed my life. That’s kind of sad, but it’s true and I love it to this day.

Def called him when I was drunk and upset as fuck Saturday. All he said was, ‘Is this Emily? Bye.’ I still find it highly irritating that he can be that mad at me when what I did was nothing, NOTHING compared to the shit I went through. Then again, I kept going back. I wanted to forgive him. He wants nothing to do with me and that will hopefully encourage me to fucking move on.

I still have a cold. It sucks. I don’t feel like I’m sleeping enough lately. Plus the fucking douchebags that live across the alley are loud as fuck. I want to throw something at them.

Rescue me.

I make a lot of rash decisions.  I hope that what I just did wasn’t stupid and paranoid but rather sane, cautionary, and productive.  At the very least, I hope that it fucks shit up.

But knowing my luck, it will come to nothing.

I hate him and I hate her.

I’m tired all the time. Last night I sat laid on my bed to read and ended up falling asleep from 8-11. I only woke up because Jimena was going to bed, so I just went back to bed. I took a small nap today despite getting like 10 hours of sleep yesterday. I don’t know what is going on.

My Tuesday and Thursdays could potentially suck really intensly. 8 hours of class could just wear me out.

I don’t start work until Wednesday. I’m not looking forward to working in the call center where messing around will be more obvious. I’m also wondering what the fuck I’ll be doing because they apparently hired a person to do accounting work. Ugh. I need money! I can’t find any internships either.

I keep things will get better, but everything just seems to be going downhill.

Not having a car is boring. I spent my entire day in the apartment today doing homework, baking cupcakes, and playing mahjong. I need some friends.