Can the teenagers (and twentysomethings) please angst? — Page 286

I'm off for work so I'll read and respond to your PM later!

I'll be home around 4-something. G'bye! G'bye!

*kisses all around as Tiff is on the verge of tears and STILL not finished the personal statement*

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aagh....class, class, meeting with professor, class.

today's gonna SUCK.

see you all later!

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Tiffy hon, we know you'll get it done. (rhyme unintentional) If you need me to bItch at you to go work, I'll help. Just let me know.

Emcee, that sucks. Remind yourself that the sun will still rise tommorrow and that these things can be worked out. It might not look like it, but until the guidence counselor has told you that it's an ABSOLUTE no, try to hang onto a shred of optimism (I can loan you some).

re: Glory. I think that this has reached the point where it is between you and me, so this argument or whatever you want to call it should go to PMs or AIM.

Emcee, think of it as a pothole. It looks bad and it is not fun to go over, but a few miles down the road, you won't care anymore. You can work SOMETHING out. And if you're like me and believe everything happens for a reason, then try to find the purpose in this too.

Hey all-- now I've posted a few comments and words *if u will* I'd like to ask a few questions...first off who is this Tiff Person? She seems kinda....umm...well- odd in a funny/good way. And also this Matt G person? I haven't seen many of his comments but the ones I have seen seem to be quite...interesting? And for the rest of you, I'd love to comment but I must go to class soon. Oh- and Corrine- you sound 'cool'- sorry, couldn't think of a better term...I'm thinking about sign language class...lol. But I see u are interested in Avenue Q. I'd like to know you better. *wow- that sounded really stalkerish*...but basically- who are u? And for the rest you, I'd like to know about you all also. Age/sex/location...job/school? Bf/gf...how long? All that good stuff- ya know?

Me- well, I am 20 *doesn't look like it nor acts like it* but besides that...ummm...I am a female (straight- if that was to anyone's interest). I live in Philadelphia but I go to college in FL...don't ask- long story. Umm...I like to act crazy and I am obsessed with B-way, especially Avenue Q. And thats all I talk about when I do find "life outside my apartment." Funny thing is that I walked outside one day and the person who lives across from me said hi (she's spanish) Well, who isn't in S. Florida? I feel like I am being chased by the Spanish people. Anyway- she said hi and said how are you and well, I think I went a little too much into it. Me, being the crazy one I am started telling her how I was in NY and all about Avenue Q and so on...and about 10 minutes later I realized that well, she wasn't really understanding me and was sending a text message on her cell phone. ya- well, does that prove I'm oblivious to the world beyond avenue Q/Broadway. If not...here's one other example...when your sitting in any and all of your classes and your teacher says anything, you always can relate it somehow to a B-way show- or rather...when you talk to anyone...there is always a complaint they have- right? Well, easiest way to get out of making whole oopma doompa just say "It sux to be you"....sums everything up!!
Moving on. I was a psychology major until I realized that I needed major help myself. Then I was/sorta am a special education major...*specializing in sign language hopefully* I love to help people because I have a learning disability myself and well, I've been through a lot of s*** and I just wanna be able to find my "purpose" and help somebody.
But now I wanna switch my major to theater but with every person I tell that too I just get laughed in the face at...sure ain't boosting my confidence. We'll just see how life plans out...

Oh- and by the way...I LOVE to write so don't expect my posts to be short....

Ruv-
~Rebecca~

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Ok so I just found out that I got a parking ticket b/c i parked over the line in a parallel spot. Ok I accept that. There was no light when I was parking so I couldn't clearly see the lines and yes, I didn't park correctly. BUT here's what ticks me off. There was a police officer from my school sitting RIGHT THERE looking at me when I parked. Did he say anything to me then? Did he say "Hey THat's not a space."? Did he do anything but sit and watch me park and determine to add my $10 to his monthly quota? NO!!! A nice person, regardless of their status as one of the boys in blue, woulda said hey that's not a spot. I dont wanna have to ticket you.

Note: I really don't want to hear any Well SDM, you shoulda done this or that or any other thing to point out my error in the situation. I just needed to rant and since everyone on my campus already thinks me a raving lunatic, I thought it best to rant here.

haha. hey guys!! how are you all?

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Popo!! I missed you girl!

NOW THAT'S NOT TRUE!!!!!!! This part of the year is always my busiest! You guys are like my best friends and you know that!

I'm great thanks. :)

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Ok this is the first time I've "angsted" over here, and this is going to sound completely ridiculous, but:

I'm 18 years old, and I'm a legal adult and can take care of myself. So why, oh why, have my parents reinstituted the "If you don't finish your dinner, you can't have dessert" rule? Gaaaah! If I don't want to finish the icky fatty part on my steak, I don't have to. No, I don't want any potatoes tonight, thanks for asking. Now, I know that I made a stupid choice by commuting to college (which will be remedied in the fall), but why are my parents witholding my yogurt if I don't eat all my goulash? Sure, Kim, we'll let you stay out as late as you want and wear what you want and hang out with who you want and *ingest* whatever you want, but NO HO-HO'S FOR YOU! Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr......

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Kimmy that cracked me up. My mom is the same way. I can't go on the internet for more then an hour at home, and she regulates every piece of food I put into my body.

my family gave up on me years ago..

Sorry Kimmy!

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