hi people who read this.

sorry i haven't updated. i don't know why i am now. i guess i feel nostalgic. it is the end of my first year of college, after all. about that...

i've learned and grown so much as a person. yeah, "oh my god, how cliche." yeah, well, shut the fuck up, because if you've been through it, you know what i'm talking about. and if you haven't, then you'll see. i have amazing friends and hallmates, and i know without them, i wouldn't have had as good of a time as i've had here in irvine. a few days ago, we randomly commemorated our time here by writing on emily's wall.  i'll reproduce them here, for my enjoyment, because you'll never know...cue evil laugh.

closet door dancing. slore. oh, angie. at least you picked a good one. ONS. AAAAAAAHHH. fucking braid. oh look, a tour! was that a g-major "haha"? my tit's gonna rot off!" go eat your checkers. shitfuckdamnasscunt. catch me some dreams with your earrings. whooooo! what, do you think her breasts naturally defy gravity? em: what's this thing on my door that says, "ladies of the ta"? me: theta? ladies of theta? have you ever been to the moon? i wonder if this is what rainbows really taste like? have you seen ____? me: have you ever heard of the super friends. em: you mean other than us? fucking twins/man whores unite! when i eat vegetables, i pretend that i am a giraffe. remember when i said i felt like i had broccoli in my nose...? NGing. angie, how do you spell _____?  to reading! campfire song: i was living in a cave.... did you fanish the malibu? ...the end. dr. pepper. em: stop snortring. you're turning into a pig. me: maybe i should go to cal poly so they can stick their hands up my ass. do they grow their own raisins too? cherry-popping fun. the floor is growling at me.

i love otero. i will miss you guys so much.

well, now that christie has officially "tag'd" me, as opposed to "suggestion" by dang, i have to do this.

-edit-

i totally did this and it took eleven minutes, and then when i hit submit, everything disappeared except for the above sentence. therefore, i will not waste my time right now by doing it again. i will get around to doing it, eventually.

so it's my first saturday in irvine. yup.

i'm not used to the new xanga stuff.

but don't worry people, even if i don't really xanga anymore, i still read my subscriptions.

so keep on writing, because i'm reading.

ok, so myspace is being stupid right now.

i'm home from tahoe. we stopped in auburn on the way back. ikedas is fabby. also stopped by the gigantic statues that that dentist did. tahoe was okay. it was "hot" on saturday and snowed today, obviously, since it rained here.

on the college front:
no from columbia (oh no!).
no from usc (slightly disappointed).
santa clara wants to give me $42954.

so...

here's the round up:
uci- in
ucberk- not in
ucla- not in
ucsd- not in
sfsu- in
sjsu- in
chico- in
csuf- in
usc- not in
scu- in
columbia- not in
nyu- they took my money, then said i turned in my app too late. so not in.
usf- in
stanford- don't know yet, but probably not in.

i wonder why i feel like letting the world know this.

"Dear Angeline,

Congratulations! You are invited to join the University of San Francisco for the 2005 fall semester--the class of 2009. You have been admitted to the College of Arts & Sciences as a Performing Arts and Social Justice major."

i don't remember the social justice part, but whatever. i also recall not having paid the application fee, but hey...!

some good news through the bad i've been getting lately.