Don't read this, it's not worth it.

Well this will be my first blog from the big ham town, so I’m hoping it’s good and not as depressing as someone’s latest attempt… but we all know how Produce Pete and I share that special bond that means we tend to always relate to each other. Let me set up this scene for you… right now I am sitting on a black leather chair in the hallway of the lecture hall building awaiting my pop rock and soul class to begin. It’s a relatively empty hallway and only about four other people are sitting on these chairs near me. It probably seems emptier to me than it actually is though because I always feel like I’m the only one around. The floors are white and the walls are off-white, and the doors are covered with flyers. But really all that matters is that I’m here alone as usual. Okay, maybe this seems like a pity party, but ProP told me if I write out everything I’ve been thinking, I’ll feel better (props to PP for being a bit emotional). But this empty hallway gives me a familiar feeling because Treng Pak never showed up, and I have an empty dorm room when I get back to my “home away from home.” Empty and lonely seem to be the only words that come to mind when I describe my college experience thus far. I mean when people ask me how its going I say, “it’s great! I love it here. I feel so like independent.” But in reality we all know that translates to, “it’s okay, I mean I miss home but I guess the alone time can be nice.” Whatever, I guess it’s only the first week, so the melancholy attitude should just fade away eventually; but, another well-known fact about me is that I don’t do well with change. When I get a roommate, will I be okay? Will she annoy me? Will we even talk? Will I ever like, make friends? Unanswerable questions, I know. But those questions have been haunting my thoughts… yes I’m exaggerating. But what do you expect? Whatever. Whatever. That’s all I can really say. So yeah. That’s my life. I’m done boring you with my depression haha. I’ll talk to you all soon? And I’ll be posting a new blog about some happy thing or something when that happens. (aka- after the first episode of gg.)

Xoxo,
Fraulien

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Fraulien pushed me to write something so here I am doing it. It won't be in the same vein as most of the other posts here.

These things are hard to write. I'll aim for a little more honesty with myself than on that stupid essay they gave us.

Its been about 11 days since I've seen home. 9 since I said goodbye to my parents. 3 days ago I met the person I'll be sharing 14 sq. feet of space with. Still not sure how I feel about any of that.

I feel different than I did 11 days ago. Hell, I feel different than I did this morning. I'm quite sure I'm going to feel different in a couple more days from now.

I'm still trying to decide on my classes. I'm pulled in a whole lot of directions. I'm feeling like every small decision I make in college is going to determine who I am in the future. Anyway this is my attempt to sort out too many things and clamp down on something definite.

I wanna find my niche. I don't know what I want that niche to be.

Life without music was odd, maybe I used it as a crutch for when I'm feeling down.

I'm not sure what purpose I had writing this blog, but I guess writing something feels better.

There's so many more things that didn't find their way onto this post, maybe I'll edit this later. I wanna know how you guys are doing. Bye

Teardrops on my blog.

Well, tonight was possibly the worst ever. Well at least the worst we've had with all of us together. The whole summer has been fantastically simple and the togetherness meter has been at all time high. I've written before about how this was supposed to be the best summer of our lives, the "summer of '69" so to speak, and I thought that may have been an exaggeration... but it wasn't. This was the best summer of my life because i had the best people around me. I know, I know, it's been sentimental times lately and everyone already knows how much I love them but yet again, i'm sitting here thinking about how bff we really are. I hate crying with people around me, but i just cant help it anymore. I try to be strong but it's literally impossible. I can't be myself leaving you guys because you are who I am. That probably didnt make sense to you but really I'm just rambling so whatever.

In 20 years we'll all look back on this and think about how stupid we were to get so upset over this. I mean we will be back soon, but this is the end of an era and the start of a new one. It's up to us to keep these relationships alive and i know we can do it we really try. And I know I will so I hope you all will do the same. This chat we're in right now has cheered me up completely because now i really realize that we can do this. I know we can. I love you all. Thanks for the best summer/year of my life. BFFAEAE.

Btw, this post doesn't mark the end of the blog. I won't let it happen. Also i tried not to be too upsetting and I'm sorry if this upset anyone. We're all gonna do great things together and apart, and i can't wait to see what those things are. kay love you byezz.



P.S...
Dear Produce Pete,
You are my best friend, don't forget about me when you meet all your cool friends in the band. When you get your computer I expect you to be blogging about your life bc we saved this blog once upon a time, so now we just have to keep it going. I love you.

xoxo-Fraulien

"Sweatshirt Weather"

I've been somewhere else for a while. I'm not exactly sure how much longer this blog will last. Who knows? Maybe it will replaced by something seemingly familiar but completely different. C'est la vie. It's been a long, wonderful year. Blogaissance is over. I hope you enjoyed.

Sorry for this. Things are changing soon. Ugh(?).

Good night.

Bienvenidos a Shotgun Falls

Let me just start off by saying the Armageddon is not a terrible movie, it’s actually really fantastic. And IdA would know that if he would’ve stopped complaining and just watched it. Also, it’d help if he had a soul. : ) jkz IdA you know you’re my bff forever and ever.

So, yes, it was an eventful week. It’s really exciting actually because like we totally did things you know? Weird concept. Totes. So anyways, Monday morning was pretty much the worst morning ever that turned into another exciting day. The weather was bad but the company was delightful. The Schmelter drove ProP, Anne Frank, IdA, and me to the Land of crazy Wave Pools and Schmelter theme songs aka Splish Splash. The drive there was full of laughter and funny tales of the previous night, and there were a lot of tales (I mean we did visit the future and the past and the present all in one night come on). IdA was really on his game that morning, crackin jokes left and right, most of these jokes were directed at Anne Frank but what else is new. Also we looked at the now infamous pictures on Anne's camera that we're totally not embarassing at all. Right.

Once we arrived, locked our locker, and put on our headbands... we were ready to go. We rode those rides like no one has ever ridden them. We sang songs and played Concentration. And i'm proud to say we were able to avoid the whole TS match up thing for almost the entire day. We hung out with Aliens and Movie prroducers and an array of different species that acutally existed. We met all these different species during our EPIC adventure to the waveee poool. It seems like a wave pool is only a germ infested pit of death, but really it's good times for all. Every one of every differnt age and gender and race had a blast. Because it's a pool party its a cool party its a blast its a gasp its splash splash splash. So grab your suit and hat and sunblock too, we're gonna splash all afternoon, its a blast its a gasp its splash splash splash. It's a pool party and it's cool.* IdA, Schmelty, and I even made it all the way to the top of Cliff Diver without turning back. It was pretty momentus and daredevil-ish.

Well. that's pretty much it, we went, we had good times, we ate fudge, we were exhausted, we're all BFF. Kay, sorry this came so late.. that's what she said. Right. Now that that happened, time to go. See all you real soon I hope bc i miss you all like crazzzzay.

LOVE,
Frau.

*To give credit where credit is due, this portion of the blog comes from the absolutely genius Mary-Kate and Ashley Birthday Party video. The lyrics really spoke to me so i had to put them in.