my friend went out shopping yesterday and bought me the biggest old lady underwear ever. i’ve never seen any this big before that weren’t meant as a joke.

i think it is wonderful that my friends see things like gigantic underwear and think of me.

last night i went to this amnesty international meeting and felt kind of weird there. mostly i went because i don’t know anything about the organization and i wanted to learn more, but most people there seemed to already know a lot and were really passionate about things. so i felt out of place and then i felt even worse when i won a shirt because i don’t think i’ll go to another meeting.

also: i wonder how long it’s going to be before i stop waking up with “beat it” in my head.

so since those guys next door played that song four times in a row the other morning, i left a note on their door. but i told them it was awesome, and so it’s been this ongoing thing. he asked for requests and i first requested vanilla ice, and then enya. but he didn’t have either one. so then last night i requested michael jackson and he is playing “BEAT IT” ON REPEAT NOW.

i’m not sure what i think about this.

tonight a lot of people went out to the lake to see mars.

we thought we saw mars while we were in a parking lot, and we were all really amazed and shocked.

and then we realized it was just a balloon. it was awesome.

the guys next door played some hardcore song FOUR TIMES IN A ROW AT 8:30 THIS MORNING. i might go kick some ass. one day.

i woke up with “why can’t we be friends” in my head this morning.

speaking of why can’t we be friends: things are weird with a few of my friends already because their WHOLE TOWN decided to come here for school and they all have known each other for years.

we’ll see how my OPERATION GET NEW FRIENDS goes.

also, an ATM machine ate my debit card on friday night.

does gary busey have dentures? he has weird teeth.

yesterday was great but tiring. moving in wasn’t so bad it was just kind of hard by myself. it was also kind of tiring hearing everyone comment that they love my hair and that i’ve lost weight. over and over. it’s nice when people notice things though.

my room mate drives a van that is spray painted all different colors and crazy-like. and that is amazing.

last night i remember that i just couldn’t wait any longer to pee so i went in some parking lot and these girls walked by, so i pretended i was just sitting on the curb. with my pants down.

i woke up with “pictures of lily” by the who in my head.

i have no idea what i’m doing up so early.

TOMORROW IS GOING TO BE ONE BIG FAT PARTY.

once i fit everything into my car and drive three hours and get unpacked and go through registration and shit.

today when i was watching some show with my mom, these people were going to go scuba diving or something and their suits looked like star trek uniform things. we thought it was funny.

that’s it.

i wish i drove a big van. one of those volkwagons vans with the flat fronts and are shaped like twinkies. and it would be ugly brown and green with rust spots and AWESOME.

the best thing that happens at work i think, is when people complain about prices. this lady paid $8.09 for two meals today, and i rang them up the cheapest way possible. we even gave her extra stuff that i didn’t charge her for.

anyway, she complained, telling me that last time she ordered a meal for one person and it cost $4. i’m not sure why it didn’t make sense to her that two meals cost $8 then.

working overtime is like a slow form of suicide i think. my last two days in town, wednesday and thursday, are going to be spent working split shifts. i don’t really mind because i dont have anyone to see or say goodbye to besides my family.

man, today i was taking this guy’s order and realized that his pants were unbuttoned and unzipped because they were too small for him. it was just funny that he still wore them and had his shirt tucked in and he also tried to button them when i wasn’t looking.

i just want to lay around and watch bad tv.