ok. i know i just posted but i just saw this on mtv and it was fucked up. (haha like i've ever said "i saw something on mtv, and it was great!")
so they were interviewing some shitty band called POD or some crap. and the singer was like "well, the radio stations won't play this one song off our album. it's called boom, and we use the word "boom" in it in the chorus. ::long pause:: ::kirsten is wondering if "boom" is some new "hip" drug reference that she wasn't aware of:: i mean, we're not talking about explosions or anything"
so i'm at home for the week. so it's pretty boring. my family moved here (rye, ny) from the city when i left for college, so i had no chance to make any friends here (not that i really want to..the people here are INTENSELY shitty), and all my friends are either at their respective colleges or in the city, which is a 40 minute train ride from here. so. blahh.
my dad is trying to convince me to apply to harvard for transfer next year "for fun". if by "fun" he means "applying to a school i wouldn't like at all, IF i got in, which wouldn't happen EVER."
thanks dad.
on the brighter side of things, i now have the freedom to watch at least 3 hours of hair-removal-product infomercials EVERY NIGHT. not to mention other made-for-tv products such as "the best of billy joel exclusive" and....whoah..the guitarist from stone temple pilots is like. kinda cute. he must be at least 40. yeah, shuddup, i'm watching stp on vh1. you know you all liked at least one of their songs at one point. I KNOW YOU DID.
my mother has started calling Target (the shitty "we're better than kmart, we swear" store) "tar-jay", as if it were french. um. whoah?
aha! alison and i have created a *new* lucky-strike themed layout for this little diary.
in hopes that i will actually write in it now.
she may murder me if i don't.
there's a new link there on the left, and it's alice, who goes to my school and made me a badass mixtape *and* she actually updates her website on a regular basis *AND* her layout is better than mine anyway.
