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Summer is dwindling and I'm leaving the country [24 Aug 2004|06:31pm] [ mood | hungry ] Oh live journal, how I have neglected you. Since I left work on the 11th, it's been pretty crazy. Well not really, I've just been super lazy. But today I organized my life by cleaning my whole house and setting up my computer. I also made a list of things to pack for Italy. So I graduated Conference and Events of Stonehill College. I don't think I will ever miss that job. I still have nightmares about bagpipes and my shaved headed boss yelling at me while millions of keys dance inside a cabinet. eeek. I do miss my CESO family - shout out to eddie and mahk - I miss you guys minus 1 brendan hurlbut. SO I am back at home now watching the olympics and eating chinese food with my mamma. Dave left for Stonehill on Sunday :( My parents didn't even care, they got there late and left before anyone else. Poor kid, he brought like half the stuff I did to school. So as I pack for Italy, think of me and wish me well. I will keep posting about my adventures in a foreign land. Hopefully I don't spend my life savings, if I do, o well. your soon to be euro trash friend, Kristen post comment

I'm far too young to worry [29 Jul 2004|11:06am] [ mood | nervous ] Since the beginning of this week my mother has been freaking me out. She is going completely nuts about me leaving for Italy, and she has good reason to be since I fucked up my plane ticket. First of all I called the program the other day and they said that I was arriving too late and would miss orientation. bummer. Then the next day my mom calls me up SCREAMING because instead of coming home dec. 18, the reservations said sept. 18. oooops. My dad and I are complete retards. SO then my dad calls priceline and they say my ticket is going to cost an additional G. My dad was swearing like crazy and punching stuff (or so I could hear over the phone amidst my mom's asian accent penetrating my ears). I am a bad child because I have chosen to study abroad and it is costing my parents money and they just can't afford this. Then when everything settles down last night my mom calls me again and starts telling me that she thinks "something bad is going to happen." Greeeaaat just what I want to hear when I plan on going to a foreign country for 4 months. I am going insane. Then she goes on to say I should have never done this blah blah blah and I am going to spend my life savings on this trip. Is this true??? She is making me feel like this was a bad idea. But kids go abroad all the time and still come back alive. I think she is ruining my experience ALREADY. Any support would be helpful. You're distraught friend, Kristen 1 comment|post comment

I need a shower [25 Jul 2004|09:09pm] [ mood | drained ] Holler. Sometimes I feel like my life is just way too boring to update but here goes. This week was kinda of hellish considering I was living with BAGPIPERS and DRUMMERS. I woke up to the sound of piping outside my window and fell asleep to 8 year olds playing recorders. Whenever I heard cell phones ringing or music in stores while shopping, they echoed bagpipes. I finally think I am cured of this disease. On Friday night I tried to celebrate my weekend of not being on call by boozing. Unfortunately I only had 2 bites of Sodexho's finest fish, a small potato and an ice cream sandwich for dinner. Needless to say I had the spins after 5 beers. Luckily Nick came that night before I could pass out on Sean's bed and took care of my drunken ass. The next morning I headed to Ellington. Oh and on my way home I almost shat myself in the car. We had stopped at Dunkin Donuts and I got a kiddie mocha coolata. I'm glad I got the smallest size because that coffee went right through me and greased up my intestines real good. I was ready to pull over right on the highway and shit in front of all the passing cars. Finally Nick took me to another Dunkin Donuts and I relieved myself like a scene straight out of dumb and dumber. Home was pretty uneventful as we all prepared for Dave's graduation party on Sunday. His party was definately way better than mine because he had a tent AND a live band. Although the band played Christian rock music, it was still a much more grand occassion. I think my mom just used his graduating as an excuse to have our entire church over. ANYways I must clean my body. oh and ps I have a picture with NOMAR. (He is touching my butt). Ask and I will show it to you. ready to de-smellify, Kristen 3 comments|post comment

My poo smells like beer [17 Jul 2004|01:30pm] [ mood | hungover ] Last night we engaged in some crazy debauchery. Every time I have people over, I manage to get extremely intoxicated. However, I wasn't as drunk as my brother. I love how Brianna walked in and was like "that greasy red-faced kid looks really wasted." I just told her not to worry as I fed him another busch light. I was also happy that the whole track team (well almost) was in my room at one point, followed by the CESO family (minus brendan girlbut), a couple SURE kids, MASC counselors, and my good friend Maura. I plan to bring this entire campus together one 30 rack at a time. We also managed to steal butt loads of food downstairs in the villa lounge while playing random card games that fizzled after 5 minutes because everyone has ADD. Well it's back to watching I love the 90s. I've made it all the way to 99! haha and Maura and I just remembered the MTV movie Jail Bait. ahh good times. until next time, bossy mcrude 2 comments|post comment

Look who's on board [15 Jul 2004|07:31pm] [ mood | anxious ] Holy crap. I've gone and done it. I have created a live journal. I figure I stalk people enough and find their lives interesting, so why shouldn't mine be out there for the world to read? I will try to keep my audience entertained. Plus I am going to Italy on Aug. 31 for four whole months and I need to keep everyone updated somehow. I don't know if anyone knows, but I hate my job. My boss is the biggest cock sucker I have ever met. Matt tells me that I work for Satan and I believe him. At least I get to live on campus for free and indulge in the fine cuisine that sodexho prepares every night. Oh by the way, I am addicted to I Love the 90s. I have seen every single episode because I have no life due to the repressive/slave-like conditions of my job. I don't ever remember clear Pepsi but I do remember snap bracelets and Free Willy and Power Rangers! Yay Maura and Patrice are coming up this weekend, along with my brother Dave. I am going to get him wasted as I pour tons of cheap beer down his throat. Welcome to college biatch. Until next time when I am more comfortable with my new lj status, Kristen 4 comments|post comment

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