1 day...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i have absolutely no idea what i am going to do. i am so completely and utterly mentally exhausted with thinking about this, no one could possibly get it. it just hurts. and i'm to the point where i almost dont care, i just want to think about something else. something happy. whatever...only time will help i suppose. and more endless thinking, most likely.

camping was so much fun. i had such a blast. but now i must take a nap...sleeping seems to be the only thing where i can clear my head.

sarah.

ps natalie the 360 was with caroline.

Ramblings

Mmm slept in super late today...

Has everyone ever noticed that Flinstone vitamins are amazing? Seriously, they are...

I am prooooooooocrastinaaaaaaaatingggg....I should be writing my article about the Boston Red Sox, that baseball team beloved by all St. Louisans...who am I kidding...I hate baseball. Well, I don't hate it, but it does not interest me, so this article is going to suck.

Sarah's birthday is coming up...yay!

Oh, and I need to ask my mummy about the cheerleading warmups thing...we'll see how that goes.

I'm going to go get ready for um, a night on the town or something.

Me

2.5 days...

not self absorbed...right on the money. damn it. and timing sucks. i have a headache. oh and im pretty much fucked.

thats all.

sarah

PS WE GOT A 360!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHH!!!! (no will get that...well natalie should...anyway thats all im done!)

Cheery (I Mean Cherry) Pie

You know what being here has made me wish more than ever? That Dominic kids knew what they could do. I wish that they knew everything that they could fulfill, heaven forbid, outside of their comfort zones. I think that lots of people don't consider places like Harvard because they aren't informed that they could actually attend such a place, they aren't as encouraged to seek the highest places and do the hardest things. So many people from Dominic could go here if they wanted to -- our school isn't short on creativity and brilliance -- it's just that, they aren't told of all the possibilities. I really hope that, somehow, Dominic will start to show more faith in its students.

I kind of miss being home right now. Summer is almost ending. Birthdays are coming up. One has already passed. Calculus is annoying. I haven't seen my friends in forever.

Funny. I think there is something in the air here that makes me think more clearly. Maybe it's because I'm living in the same room that Matt Damon lived in.

Just kidding.

Oh, and by the way, I'm doing something tommorow that I never thought I'd do.

Bye!

6 days...

it is all good. fear not, my friends, everything is wonderful. i am just going a little crazy, that is all. i think my mind is chasing itself in circles, what a weird feeling. and i think i could quite possibly be a little self-absorbed. oopsie daisy.

nighty night.

sarah

8 days...

im sorry i havent been blogging. all the stuff thats been happening has just seemed so...gosh i dunno. un-blog-like. its almost too personal for this one. i know that sounds really bad, but since all the anti-blog stuff happened i find myself horribly censoring this blog, and i cant break that habit. but lots has been happening...the crazy mixed events and emotions of a teenage girl's life. woop-de-doo. its like a lifetime orignal movie, i tell ya. lol. or not. but whatever.

im so glad you're having fun, natalie. you seem really far away. i dont know why, it just seems like you are in another world that i dont belong in or something. but i am soo glad you are enjoying it, that is wonderful.

but as for right now, i am extremely bummed out and feel like going and laying down and watching a sappy movie and crying even though its incredibly over-dramatic. so i think i might go do that.

'night.

sarah.

ps. this is blog #405. its almost our anniversary!

A Call to Blogs

Gosh do I miss reading Sarah and Lindsay's blogs. Well...Lindsay hasn't blogged in forever because she can't at home, but my Sarah hasn't blogged in awhile and I am most interested to hear what is going on with her, how life is and such.

Actually, I wish that everyone still blogged. I have almost zero cell phone minutes, so it's hard to keep up with everyone at home, and I feel pretty isolated. Please, please, please....I need stories....I need to hear wondrous tales of what everyone has been doing...I crave entertainment.

Ok, so, now that that's over with...current events?

I went to see Wedding Crashers last night, and even though I am definitely not even close to being a fan of stupid funny movies, I must admit that it was completely hysterical. Owen Wilson rocks my socks.

John, even though I haven't talked to you in forever, I thought of you immediately when Harvard announced they are having an Iron Chef Annenberg competition (Annenberg is the dining hall). I even thought fleetingly of competing, but then I envisioned all of the Harvard campus going up in flames, and it didn't sound remotely exciting anymore. But I will definitely go to watch.

I am definitely supposed to be rewriting my review on the new Harry Potter book for my journalism class right now. Procrastinating seems easier in a college atmosphere...there is absolutely no guilt from anyone about whether or not I've done what I've supposed to do, or not. Good stuff.

And Mr. Joe Siebelts...how are you kid...is there something wrong with your phone? I definitely tried calling you about a bajillion times since I've been here, and I only reached your voicemail the first few times. Did you get my horribly embarrassing birthday message? If you did...please do not think less of me, it was wayyy too late at night. If you see this, give me a call, ok? I miss you.

Blah I miss everybody! This has to be the hardest part of being away: not being able to communicate with everyone when I want to. Sigh...

Other than that, I'm glad to be here. Nerdlike though it may be, it really was a dream of mine for so long and it's thrilling to be a part of such an institution. Now I'm making it seem like a nuthouse. Good job, Natalie...

Well, reading is really sexy and I think I'll go do some.

Night all.

Love!

Natalie

Right Angles are Hard When You're in Love

Haven't blogged in forever...been really busy.

Joe was here for the weekend, left Monday. Feeling blah.

So much studying to do, this time for Romeo and Juliet. Not bad, but still.

Almost practice time.

Need water. Hot here, hotter than Hades. Never been to Hades, but still, I am positive. Me no leave my pretty fan. No air conditioning = my untimely death.

Sorry thoughts are not working today. They no make sense to me neither. Nope nope.

Either love or the heat causes this crazy something or other.

It hard to think in right angles is today. Hear me, you should, recite my Juliet speech, it not sound good today because me can't even read what it says or remember nothing because it iss two hott and eye cant consentrate becuz eye reeackt rilly badlee 2 heet.

nitey nite

Natalie

Lucille Ball-ing It

Ok, so, is it completely pathetic that today is the first time I've ever really done laundry? There I stood in the sweltering laundry room, a sack over my shoulder and a change purse full of quarters swinging around my wrist, and I had NO IDEA what I was doing. Sheema was basically in the same boat as me; She was calling to make sure that you can use Tide with colored clothes (I had already told her yes, but she wanted to be sure).She decided to go back to our dorm to get her bio book, and I was left alone in the laundry area except for this kid JR, who I sort of know because he gave me his umbrella one day so I wouldn't have to walk to dinner in the rain. He seemed like as good of a person to ask for advice as any, so, basically, I asked him to teach me about the fine art of cleaning clothes. He showed me what to do and all, but atthe end of the "lesson," he dumped about a trillion gallons of detergent into the washing machine. I told him that if the machine pulled a Lucille Ball and started spraying soap suds everywhere then I would kick his butt.

10 minutes later, well, it sounded as though the machine was choking. And then came the bubbles, a perfect blanket of them creeping across the laundry room floor.

"Oh, Lucy!" I cried in my best Desi Arnaz impression (which is pretty crappy, to say the least).

But, the damage was done. Imagine a room covered with paper towels, practically carpeted with them. I made Lucy clean it up, lol. Needless to say, he doesn't get to help ever again.

The good thing that came out of this is a stack of snowy, pristine bath towels. Yum.

Ooh, and a message for Megan Burke, if she still reads this. There's a guy in my journalism class named Yao!

talking to Joe Joe on the phone, so it is time to go.

If you want anything from Harvard (hoodie, hat. etc.), give your mulah to Joe and I will call you about exactly what kind you want.

Natalie

PLEASE

please please please anyone that reads this pray for my cousin jeffrey. he is in the university hospital in iowa city, iowa. he has some type of kidney disease, i think it is called IGA Nephropathy. so please please please pray for him. thank you.

sarah

ps this is blog post #402!

Basically, I'm waiting to hear from you. People have a HELL of a lot of explaining to do.

The kind of explaining that involves groveling, tears, and lots of sacrifices including self-deprivation, fasting, and gourmet chocolate.

I've already been in the hospital once in the past week; I'd hate to have to send you there, it isn't really pleasant, and I'd feel obligated to visit you after decking you.

I'm too nice.

People Suck

That's about it, really. They completely, 100% suck.

Thanks for listening.

If you don't understand, think really hard.

TINA! YOU FAT LARD, COME EAT SOME FOOD!

hahahaha. ok so my friend kristen had this weird virtual pet thing, and i clicked the website and i adopted one too! wooo hoo for me. lol. so i got a pink llama named tina. (nooo i didnt copy from napoleon dynamite. haha) so yeah. meet tina. she's a fat lard. lol and im a loser. good night.

oh and i still dont know what "things change" means.

'night.

sarah

PEOPLE CHANGE

would someone please tell me WHAT THE FUCK that means?

thanks.

July 6

natalie! that message was uber cryptic...you're ok, right?

a year ago today...i thought my life was ending. but i made it through, and things now are more amazing than i ever could have imagined possible.

nighty night!

sarah

Sooo much to say...but not now...too tired...but I'm alive, so that's all good.

mood: indescribable

my posts never have titles. so you know when they do, its wonderful. or horrible. one of the two.

natalie im glad you're having fun. but u miss us all terribly, right? ud better or id have to beat you up! :)

as for my mood, WOW. its crazy wonderful super fantastical amazing. i was with chris all day today, and then i worked and then i went back to his house and we did some fireworks and then layed on his trampoline and looked at the stars. it was so cool. it sounds really corny, i know, and i amd the first person to call something that is soo gay picture-perfect like that, and believe me i feel stupid admitting it, but it was so wonderful. i wanted to cry it just felt so right. how's that for crazy emotions? oh well whatever. =) no complaints here.

but i guess thats all. nighty night!

sarah

Happy 4th of July!

Off to see the fireworks in front of MIT, hope you guys are having a good time! Boston rocks around this time of year.

This place is seriously amazing. Definitely wouldn't mind going here for college.

Natalie

Thought

Ok, so, I'm about to leave to begin a busy day - interviews, rehearsals, that whole dealio - so I was just blogging now to say "hey," "how's it going," and "have a good day."

Natalie

Urgent Notice

Does anyone know how to act like a peacock? If you do, details would be much appreciated. Thank you.

Natalie

i feel stupid and not good enough and abandoned.

oh and kind of pissed off too. yay for me. why do i suddenly want to cry?

The Crimson, Uno's, and 3 Hours of Kafka

It's been a long day...I'm really tired. I have only a few things to relate.

I have a really busy weekend ahead of me. I have to rehearse my scene as Olivia from Twelfth Night. I have to create my portfolio for that character, somehow find out where the zoo is and go there, and attend the Boston Chowderfest so that I can write an article about it for my journalism class. I want to sleep as well. The best part is, though, that this "homework" is actually really fun.

I've decided to do an internship at the Harvard Crimson newspaper. I really think that I can get some good experience from it, and I adore the thought of working on an actual newspaper.

I had a really fun night. Sheema and I ate pizza at Uno's, then went to go see Amerika or the Disappearance with some of my acting classmates afterwards. Which brings me to Kafka, of course.

Amerika was based on Kafka's novel; generally, the acting was amazing (my professor, Jeremy Geidt, was in it...he's this super-brilliant Brit), but the ending was completely bizarre.

Crazy Russian authors. He even beats Gogol, I think.

Good day. Busy weekend. Boy comes in 13 days. Mmm.

Natalie

Annenberg Hall

This is where I eat - EVERYday. Enough said.