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Name: Jillian
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Metro: Grand Rapids
Birthday: 3/30/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: Laughing. Dancing like a fool. Being with my friends. Listening to Coldplay. Driving. Wearing random t-shirts. Sleeping. Traveling. Playing with my camera. Therapy. Hanging out by the pool. Coloring my hair.
Expertise: Making people laugh. Sneaking beverages into movie theaters. Shimmying. Using big words in appropriate situations. Quoting episodes of "Seinfeld." Pretending.
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
4/1/2004
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| Okay, so I think it's time to graduate to a better (and much cooler) username. If you're still interesting in my humble existence, read about it on myrandomTshirts. Perhaps I'll stop by my first xanga occasionally, but I'm thinking it's time to move on.
It's been real. | | |
| Hello again.
I'm settling into college life, I suppose. I've stayed up late, slept in late, dragged myself out of bed when all I wanted to do was roll over and snooze for three more hours. I've skipped cafeteria meals, hung out at the pit, and sort of fell out of my bed. True, classes haven't started, but I feel as though all these experiences reflect college living to some extent.
Here's to meeting new friends, and chilling with the old, too. | | |
| So I'm here.
My dorm is sweet. I like my roommate. I have pictures on my door now. I'm finding my way.
Quest is pretty cool. Mikey is my group. That's pretty fun, if you ask me.
I was up till 2 o'clock last night, decorating my little home. I'm sleepy now.
Hugs. | | |
| I really need to pack.
Moving day = Wednesday. Wow. After waiting eighteen years to move out, it's here. I'm excited, a little apprehensive. On the whole, though, I'm very optimistic. I have a feeling this will work out well.
On the other hand, I am leaving many close friends behind. True, I'm only a half hour away, but the daily visits and constant communication won't follow me to Calvin, I'm afraid. I know I have to get out there and meet new people - which I do want to do - but at the same time, I'm really going to miss everybody.
So very, very difficult . . . | | |
| My posts have been lame and inconsequential lately; for this, I apologize.
I move out in just over a week, and I'm so excited. I can't wait to be on my "own" and everything, but now I'm feeling a little nervous. I'm really pumped to meet my roommate--I have a great feeling about her--but there are millions of other changes about to commence. Oh well; this is what college is all about.
(And here comes the ambiguous part. Sorry.)
It's so hard sometimes. Like, most of the time.
(And we're done.)
By the way, don't high-five me if you should be holding a plate of ketchup. It won't end well, I promise. Kisses. | | |
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