Rest In Peace It's Kind of Like (That)

I can't believe you are officially dead. My condolences go out to all who read you and enjoy you. Now that you're gone, my adolescence is gone. It'll take a while to move on, but I know I can do it. Goodbye to high school memories, to high school friendships, and to everything that made me so awesome back in the day. Thanks for all the good times. I'll miss you.

for the last time,
you know you love me, xoxo,
frau.

This poor thing.

It's like an abandoned pet. Wet and cold out in the cruel dark world without a friend anywhere to comfort it. So sad. Here I am! I didn't forget about you, mr. it's kind of like (that).

The summer has been full of ignored texts and boring plans, but I'm still content. As long as I have schmelter to make me smile, my best friend that's a girl... probably, and the rest of you jerks to call my own I'll always be content. I think this next week and a half will be more fun than this whole summer has been. And I've got a new out look on life thanks to a random compliment from a girl who's life is way more interesting than my own. What a good day. Seriously. And the best has yet to come. Panera for dinner, the cup for dessert with a best friend I can always count on no matter how much we don't talk to each other. Last day of work tomorrow. Met two girls that I enjoyed talking to this summer. Family is happy, my brothers are my friends... and no matter what my dad says I wasn't a geek in high school. Smiling is fun for a change, you should all try it every once in a while.

you know you love me, xoxo,
frau

Honestly,

I read someone's blog today. And she is totally in love with herself (and her ex boyfriend); but, she brought me back to this blog so I can't really be upset with her. Somewhere along the line this old thing became out of style and i'm not about to pretend I can bring it back... I mean I'm no Kanye West. However, I'm not about to leave this thing alone forever and ever. It'd be lonely and curious about our exciting lives. This blog is probably so excited that I'm back right now. You know how when you leave your dog at home when you go on a vacation and then you come back and the dog jumps all over you and all it wants to do is play? If this blog was alive I'd imagine it'd be kind of like that(!!!).

Anyway, life is boring in offices. Really though I think that my life is boring because being 19 sucks. 19 isn't 20 and isn't 18, it's just stuck in the middle of being grown up and interesting and a rebellious and fun teenager. I hate it when people say "there's nothing to do on Long Island" because there is more to do here than a lot of other places. If we lived in the city or in Mississippi we'd be saying the same thing. We're just blaming our uninventive nights on the destination and not ourselves for not being creative and wacky and fun-loving. We should take 19 as the age to live it up. The last age that you can blame your mistakes on being a teenager later in life... but, I just happen to be wasting my life reading about other people's exciting lives, fantasizing about my own, and sitting on my ass doing nothing. Whatever. At least I'm happy and I don't have to deal QK or GirlKol or Pinky drama anymore. LIfe is good when I don't have to hear them talk... it's boring, but good. Good in a peaceful and content kind of way.

Summer '09 is half way over, I don't think there have been any really blog worthy experiences to tell you about... I'm sure there are at least 3 but that's not enough. Let's just have a hipster party and get this summer it's way to funfunfun!


you know you love me, xoxo,
Frau

Hey ya'll

It's summer '09, who'd of thought this blog would even still exist now. Well, it doesn't exactly exist, but hey, WHATEVER. HAPPY SUMMER PEOPLE! let's do some crazy stuff, get the schmelter's face drawn on, go to hooters, eat crepes, and go to Splish Splash!
WOOT WOO.

you know you love me, xoxo,
Frau.

Just for the record...

(jus 4 da rekkid)

I don't hate this blog.

College lol.

So I'm in this Creative Writing where we've began talking about nonfiction as a whole, and blogging as a form of nonfiction. Needless to say I've been thinking about you guys a lot. I miss you all like crazy; but, at the same time I'm finally coming into my own here... I think. I might actually have some real friends around here which is nice, but it is constantly reminding me how I miss you guys at home. Also, it's my birthday this week... I hope you don't forget about me! Jkz, I'm not expecting anything, except I'm thinking I'll be getting a gift from you boys costing you like $80 dollars each... :)


You know you love me,
XOXO,
Frau.

All of a Sudden I Miss Everyone

Getting a tad lonely on this Thursday night, maybe its this empty room and sad music. Why does everyone here seem to be no more than a passing acquaintance? I haven't forged nearly the quality of friendships I've had at home. Not least because I have a hard time putting myself out there. Heres a promise to myself (and whoevers reading this) to take a whole lot more chances this semester.


More on this as it happens.
-P.P.