<p>I was thinking something like [url=<a href=“Adda or Ardor: Image”>Adda or Ardor: Image]this[/url</a>], you know, symbolism. I may attach it to my Chicago application, just for fun.</p>
<p>I have oodles of nothing. You know why? Oodles is a stupid word.</p>
<p>Did this happen after some crazy drunkfest in Tijuana? Don’t let me down and say you put it on there yourself</p>
<p>Very nice. That will do. Of course, Chicago would think it’s best if you wrote an essay about it. But I suppose that’s optional.</p>
<p>I went to a Mexican restaurant tonight for dinner, and they had a country music band there. COUNTRY. In a MEXICAN restaurant. I was quite irked.</p>
<p>Well, as long as you weren’t annoyed.</p>
<p>I have to go school tomorrow. Since I missed last week, everyone’s going to say how much they missed me and my wit.</p>
<p>They didn’t.</p>
<p>Oh my god, AdBlock Plus is DINO-MITE.</p>
<p>So I’m on the Mayor’s Youth Council, which seems to be pretty much a glorified volunteer opportunity, where I’m supposed to “learn” about “city” “government.” I couldn’t understand half the people in there. I realized I live in a bubble, and as soon as you go more than 3 miles south of my school, the accents are thicker than the humidity.</p>
<p>Bubbles can be fun sometimes.</p>
<p>I hate thick humidity.</p>
<p>Someone has apparently been busy on the Yale forums, judging from that someone’s post count.</p>
<p>I need to have a productive week this week.</p>
<p>Saying goodbye to one of my best friends today was way sadder than I thought it was going to be. And two more leave in a few days. Life is changing, that’s for sure.</p>
<p>I have weird relationships with my friends. I usually just talk to all my best friends online, and we only see each other every once in a while. So as long as I have time to IM with them, it won’t really feel any different.</p>
<p>It is quite lamentable that there are no copy and photo printing shops in my area.</p>
<p>My best best best best friend who took a gap year is leaving on Sunday but we’re having our last hurrah tonight because she’s going to be all stressed out Fri and Sat. I think I may cry. </p>
<p>But on another note, I looove my life at home and school and I can’t wait to go back. Although I’m not looking forward to the 75% Econ schedule I have first semester.</p>
<p>ALSO. I miss the old classic cafe that was grooving during my application process. Awww. AND PS MY OLD THREAD IS STILL GONE.</p>
<p>That’s all.</p>
<p>I have a whole lot of nothing going on.</p>
<p>God, I hate Pitchfork. It’s full of obscurely pretentious hip pop and hip hop that they think they’re supposed to like.</p>
<p>I am making a silly photo collage for my dorm. I think it’s going to take me all week to get it right.</p>
<p>It’s weird for everyone here to be back in school, and I’m still doing my own thing.</p>
<p>I don’t want no scrubs. A scrub is a guy who can’t get no love from me, hanging out the passenger side of his best friend’s ride, trying to holler at me.</p>
<p>Summer life has come to a screeching halt. Curse you, quarter system.</p>
<p>So how’s the back, snoop?</p>
<p>It’s a robot spine. Doesn’t hurt anymore.</p>
<p>Brilliant, you’re bionic now.</p>
