July 2009
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today, i
jumped off a waterfall, hiked in a bamboo forest, and learned to drive stick.
song of the day: “single ladies”-beyonce
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today, i
swam with sea turtles, hiked in a rainforest, and stole a pineapple from a pineapple field.
i love hawaii.
“i don’t worry i just wonder.”
– my brain. last night.
where exactly is the line we cross, in terms of our youthfulness? sure, i can pretend that i’m not an adult and daydream about being in a world where clouds are made of cotton candy and unicorns are as common as dandelions, but the line between fantasy and freaky can blur easily if you’re not paying attention. say, for example, you’re a 42-year-old woman contemplating whether or...
if boca had as many frozen yogurt places as la jolla does i would be very fat.
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useless fact #25:
i lose respect for a writer with bad grammar. sometimes i can’t even finish the book.
“(donald faison) also taught me how to give a proper hip-hop hug. i still get...”
– zach braff. i wouldn’t mind a sloppy hip-hop hug from him.
“ellie is a really special lady. so is lance.”
– sara, at the wedding.
in california, you can legally toss water and feathers out your car window while driving on the highway.
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if i don’t tell someone happy birthday on facebook i feel personally responsible for future unhappiness and/or confusion during the day. as if the one thing going through their mind on their birthday is “why the hell hasn’t brittney winters wished me a happy birthday yet?”
is that at all conceited?
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excusively tired; adj.
“when you’re too tired to walk”; defined by my seven-year-old cousin, sienna.
“birds aren’t cave people.”
– nanny, explaining why you’re more likely to find bat poop than bird poop in a cave.
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there’s a fine line in the waitering business between friendly and creepy. and there’s no line at all when it comes to strange men on the street. it’s just plain creepy.
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it's no longer a mystery
the olsen twins’ eating habits can be attributed to nothing more than the fate of their middle names. i mean, of course ashley fuller olsen can chill with a sandwich while mary-kate (moss) can’t even be within 50 feet of a deli without breaking out in hives.
“you’re like toothpaste in a bunch of different tubes.”
– my dad, referencing the fact that i’ve been in transit nearly all day in some type of automobile. thank goodness for comfortable beds in new houses.
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today
i got a fish. it’s black. i named it rosa parks.
“they’re not like spanish people making it, they’re like humans.”
– sydney, discussing the fact that the orlando dunkin donuts makes everything better.
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summer oh nine lessons twenty two and twenty...
22. ucf is going to be amazing. end of story. 23. wheat thins are the snack of choice in all college dorms.
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summer oh nine lesson twenty one:
(in haiku form)
frat parties are bad just watch gilmore girls instead stay out of trouble
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useless fact #24:
when i was a kid, i was convinced that the second i jumped into a pool, someone put a shark in with me. needless to say, i swam very, very fast.
if being in college means waking up at 12, having pizza and cake for lunch, and online shopping while doing laundry, then i’ll be moving in. right. about. now.
alisha: yeah i watched this movie once called "the day all the mexicans disappeared."
me: never heard of it.
diana: me either.
me: i've heard of "a day without a mexican."
alisha: oh wait, that might have been it.
“em, show the exuberance that parker does. you have a gamestop game!”
– mother to her child, trying to take a picture in the uf bookstore lobby.
i’m about to embark on my first road trip alone. watch out gainesville and orlando, i’m comin’.
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going on another gum hiatus, brb.
do those dumb-girl-armies ever forget about a girl? like is there ever a group picture that they think everyone is in, but they’re actually missing someone? i’m sure this happens often, there are just too many of them and too few brain cells between them for them to actually remember everyone.
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summer oh nine lesson twenty:
when your best friend is unhappy, go visit her. no matter how far you have to travel.
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