Todays Journal Is Titled: Pictures In Da HOUSE.
Okay, a lot of nothing happened this past week. I found out that my collegefrom which I have STILL not graduated due to its retardednesshas lost paperwork I filled out, sent certified to them, and got confirmation on in fucking MAY. Thats right, the motherfuckers didnt bother to call or anything. I just figured Id give em a ring to make sure that all of my final paperwork for my August graduation was in order when they casually brought up that they were missing files. Fucking UMBC, I tell you.
Anywho, Rob, my sister, and I had an urge to go to the beach on Saturday. Just for a day. But I didnt want to drive the 3 hours it would take to get to glorious Ocean City, so we went to Sandy Point State Park Instead. Sandy Point is a small beach on the Chesapeake Bay, very pleasant and allexcept for two features: goose shit and jelly fish. Here are some ugly pictures of Rob, my sister, and I that I took as we were melting on the beach:
mmmmm...look at that delicious sweat rolling off of my forehead.
he HATES this picture. But it's part of my ugly beach day series.
Funny thing is, she has that look on her face ALL the time.
So, we decided to go in the water. Which, I didn't really dig so much due to the jelly fish content. However, I was dragged in against my will on one condition: that my hair and face stay dry.
Yeah, okay. That didn't happen.
Me, pissed and damp.
Other than our day at the beach, not much has happened. We've been taking pictures of our cats (because we are LAME), reading magazines at Barnes & Noble, and watching funny movies.
Wasabi's a model and he's looking gooood.
I'd like to take Spree home, that's understood.
<3
Okay, a lot of nothing happened this past week. I found out that my collegefrom which I have STILL not graduated due to its retardednesshas lost paperwork I filled out, sent certified to them, and got confirmation on in fucking MAY. Thats right, the motherfuckers didnt bother to call or anything. I just figured Id give em a ring to make sure that all of my final paperwork for my August graduation was in order when they casually brought up that they were missing files. Fucking UMBC, I tell you.
Anywho, Rob, my sister, and I had an urge to go to the beach on Saturday. Just for a day. But I didnt want to drive the 3 hours it would take to get to glorious Ocean City, so we went to Sandy Point State Park Instead. Sandy Point is a small beach on the Chesapeake Bay, very pleasant and allexcept for two features: goose shit and jelly fish. Here are some ugly pictures of Rob, my sister, and I that I took as we were melting on the beach:
mmmmm...look at that delicious sweat rolling off of my forehead.
he HATES this picture. But it's part of my ugly beach day series.
Funny thing is, she has that look on her face ALL the time.
So, we decided to go in the water. Which, I didn't really dig so much due to the jelly fish content. However, I was dragged in against my will on one condition: that my hair and face stay dry.
Yeah, okay. That didn't happen.
Me, pissed and damp.
Other than our day at the beach, not much has happened. We've been taking pictures of our cats (because we are LAME), reading magazines at Barnes & Noble, and watching funny movies.
Wasabi's a model and he's looking gooood.
I'd like to take Spree home, that's understood.
<3
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erica:
This is my favourite journal you've ever posted.
erica:
Good Lord. Lookit how long that hair is! Lookin good, lady.