yarp.

Tuesday, September 6, 2005 11:18 PM

i'm in the middle of writing my college essay. it's really hard as i'm sure you all appreciate. somehow this just seems like a painful inauguration into the real world. all this sorrow for something that might fail me. i've wanted to go to the university of virginia since i was a little girl. both my parents went there and my daddy sam lived on the lawn (a prestigious little dorm). it's just frustrating to be so alone now . . . how does one continue? i'm saving the last part of kaylee's lament for tonight, as a pick-me-up, but fact is i just wish i knew more english teachers. but i suppose that's enough of my whining: it's just a little embarassing to post all that on my lj or myspace.
at least i have plans for the bdm. we're all meeting in baltimore for a shindig of our own creation. as in we watch every single episode and then see the movie. a daunting task indeed! are there any other browncoats in the area? we would all hate to miss a real party.
oh and the first line of my essay is "shakespeare is a lot like sex". i love it though i think it might be a bit misleading . . . but then if 'this is what going mad must feel like" i guess it's okay.
thanks!

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