October.29.2000
Damn college. Damn all this college crap to hell. Part of me doesn't care and has the mentality that no one really cares where you matriculate. And then on the other hand, I'm thinking Crap if I don't into a good college, I'm not going to be able to start networking. Of course all my problems are trivial. You have to remember, there are people in Israel having the crap bombed out of them by the Palestinians. And then there's fighting going on in Yemen, and the poor Afghanistan women who are being oppressed by the taliban. SO if you think you have problems, remember there's always someone more fucked up than you. Hmm I have a sudden need to form a string of expletives just because I'm feeling pissy. Damn being a teenager and PMS. Why oh why couldn't I just be a tree?

October. 27.2000
So this is my first blog. I'm a virgin blogger, woohoo I have been deflowered! It's 6:30 in the morning, I'm wearing my costume for Halloween fair at my school. I'm a goth. But I look more like a hooker than anything else. Maybe I'll make some extra money later on. College bites the dust my friend. I was all excited about NYU having a Major in Music Business (be still my beating heart) And then it says that you have to AUDITION. *sigh* all my hopes and dreams dashed by a simple word. I guess it wouldn't be THAT bad. After all I've played piano for roughly 7 years, doesn't mean I retained any information. But I can do my fair share of tinkling