1.03.2009

hey

grow up.
eventually things are going to catch up with you.

1.01.2009

new year.

So it's officially 2009. woo hoo...
See, everyone is excited about this NEW YEAR...but we have a new year once a year which doesn't make it as exciting as everyone wants it to be. People make their New Years resolutions...which they normally break...because New Years is always just the excuse to put off kicking the habit for another three months...and then that day comes and what do you do?
Well I kicked a habit in the last two weeks...without the thought of New Years...so screw all of you fakers, I did it! Hopefully it sticks...which it will...but if it doesn't, I know I'll hear about it from some of you!
Anyway, I'm not that excited...though I am excited to see if Obama will make it through the inauguration unscathed...and I am very excited for my 21st birthday which is in March (mental note: send me booze!). Speaking of booze...I was talking to Ashmo, Becca, Thomas, Keely, and Tim the other night and we were discussing vices. Everyone has a vice...pretty much. And if it's not one thing, it's something else. So I was wondering why quitting one thing, suddenly led me to wanting a drink with dinner every night (which used to be unusual). So then I realized, it's not the action...it's the feeling it gives me. So instead of just dealing with things and learning to relax on my own, I just picked another vehicle for my self-medication.
I feel like I'm not making sense...so nevermind.
But anyway, I miss Aaron like crazy. And I have no idea why I chose to stay home this long...though I do think it's doing some good. I needed to be out of Chico and at home to rejuvenate. But last night, I was really regretting that decision. I kept saying that kissing our boyfriends at midnight is cute but not necessary, silly really...Well last night as I was on the phone with Aaron yelling "Happy New Year!," I was jealous of Macaire being able to kiss her boyfriend at the special moment. Oh well...there's always next year...and the one after that...and on and on...for the rest of my life...soooo many new years. So many expectations. So many disappointments. Don't get your hopes up people.

12.25.2008

and a happy new year.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

though theres only a couple minutes left.

im at my uncle's house in manhattan beach on my mom's sweet laptop that she got for christmas!
it's an Acer Aspire One. CHECK IT OUT!


i'm not really in the mood to write much...
but i miss my lover....

12.21.2008

sunday morrrrninnnn.

so finals are over.
and i am home in san diego.
winter break just started and i've already started questioning what day it is. haha.
i wanted so badly to get out of chico but now i miss everyone in chico.
i especially miss aaron...no offense to anyone but let's be serious.
today was kinda weird.
aaron and i were grumpy.
i took some antihistamines without realizing how drowsy they would make me. SERIOUSLY DROWSY. slept in the car on the way to the airport. slept in my seat at the gate. slept the WHOLE way home on the airplane. it took me a cup of coffee and two cans of coke to wake up. ahaha.
anyway...i was in a such a rush to get home...and im certainly happy to be here...but i'm not sure how long it'll stay that way...wait..nevermind. i don't know what i think. disregard.


it's too late.
goodnight.

12.17.2008

eleven.

Rest in Peace grandma.

Irene Ellen Jakubowski
June 26, 1920-December 17, 1997

irony.

harold died today. just for clarification, harold is my bunny. was my bunny.
yeah willow is a champ...she put harold in the old navy bag cause there was no way i was going to do that.
we took him to the humane society. they charged me 9 dollars to put him in a freezer.

then i had my final.

wonderful.
great.


i hate finals week.

12.15.2008

green soap smells so good.

So I just washed about a bazillion dishes. I finding washing dishes to be therapeutic...which might sound weird. But it's just one of those mindless tasks where I can just think and chill...and make my hands look like raisins. haha.
I kinda wanna talk to someone...but I'm lazy. And proud. Oh well.
I could also go for a massage...washing dishes for that long, hunched over the sink kinda hurt my back. I'd go to the chiropractor...like I'm supposed to but those receptionists are bitches. haha.