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6.01.2002
 

Well, Hell



Anyway. . . .

College is coming.

My mom and I agreed that what I could really use is a change of scenery. I mean, I've lived in this town since August of 1994. Sheesh.

This town, while nice, is not particularly exciting. The kids who grow up here tend to move away as fast as they possibly can. But lots of times, they (or others like them) will come back to raise their kids; thus perpetuating the unending cycle.

I was reading this journal earlier today. It's written by someone in NYC. Weird. You know, I've never ridden the Metro or a train or even a bus (other than a school bus or something like).

My backyard isn't particularly big, but it's not bad as far as backyards go. It has about 3 or 4 large oak trees in it. It's not fenced in. It has a shed and some grass. Or are those weeds?

Point being, you have to drive 20 minutes just to get to a Walmart. My town only has one stoplight in it. . . . okay technically it has eight, but they're all at one stop. ;)

Roommate Stuff



I got my roommate info a few days ago (for college). The girl is from Lemon Grove, CA. I believe I mentioned her in my last blogging entry.

My mom reminded me of what I put on my housing info. It was something like, "I'm a jeans and t-shirts kind of person and I don't like preppy people." So I hope my roommate is interesting. If they matched her up with me after I put that on there, then I suppose that's a good sign, right?

Either that or she was the only who didn't put down that she liked country music. No offense, but country music seriously does blow chunks. Ew.

Everyone around here likes country music. I'm not joking.

Music is meant to make you happy or cheerful or something other than remind you that your uncle's pickup truck ran over your sister's friend's cousin's best friend's dog last Thursday. . . .

So I put on my housing info that I didn't like country music. Thus I have hope for my roommate.

The other worry I have is this: What if she is messier than I am????? Will I be able to stand it???

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!


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