Oh hey Jod, so what's in your memory box?

Funny you should ask. I'm not really sure why I wanted to blog about this but I just really did. It's kinda new and doesn't have much in it yet (still have various items around my room to add) so don't judge. I love it.

1. Whomping Willows CD.

2. The field hockey slide show I created.

3. Rita's THREAD slide show.

4. Harry and the Potters mix CD made my Carly. (First Wrock experience)

5. Boston slide show.

6. Philly slide show.

7. Graduation/Project Graduation slide show.

Various Concert Tickets

1. Cartel

2. Fun.

3. Say Anything

4. Matt & Kim

5. Wrockfest

Whoops. I drew my PW predictions. Only somewhat accurate. LOL.

1. Tonks and the Aurors set list from Wrockfest.

2. Falcon pin from athletic boosters? I think.

3. A picture Sheila drew me Sophomore year.

4. Field hockey magnet from the senior banquet.

5. Choir key chain for being there all four years. <3

1. Field hockey ornament.

2. Bracelet from the Half-Blood Prince book release.

3. A letter from Matt....I mean Professor Mcgonagall.

4. My GATEways feet.

5. Arcade tickets from Cape May with Rita and Nik.

This gem is a song me and Nik wrote on the back of a Diner placemat. You may not read it.

1. Random pictures (mostly prom).

2. Varsity field hockey picture.

3. My key-tar. Major lol.

4. A nerdfighter note I found. <3

5. Giraffe pin from a purse my Grandparents gave me a long time ago. It always reminds me of my Grandpa.

6. My (incredibly, insane, awesome) book of dreams.

Unfuckingbelievable.

Sometimes I think my father is the most ignorant man in the world. Do your research first.

TCNJ yeah.

I have to say this weekend was pretty damn great. It was nice just to relax and hang out with old friends. I wish I was smart so I could go hereeeee.

I like this.

There was a merchant in Bagdad who sent his servant to market to buy provisions and in a little while the servant came back, white and trembling, and said, Master, just now when I was in the marketplace I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was Death that jostled me.  She looked at me and made a threatening gesture,  now, lend me your horse, and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate.  I will go to Samarra and there Death will not find me.  The merchant lent him his horse, and the servant mounted it, and he dug his spurs in its flanks and as fast as the horse could gallop he went.  Then the merchant went down to the marketplace and he saw me standing in the crowd and he came to me and said, Why did you make a threating getsture to my servant when you saw him this morning?  That was not a threatening gesture, I said, it was only a start of surprise.  I was astonished to see him in Bagdad, for I had an appointment with him tonight in Samarra.

This is my pretty backpack.

A Variable.

I really don't think that people know how difficult a situation can really be unless them, themselves are thrusted into it. Sure I don't know what you're doing and how your life is fairing but that just means you sure as hell don't know anything about mine either. What I'm trying to lead into is that I really want to do something different with my life. Like desperately. However, there is a problem with that. I am not as I said, "thrusted" into opportunities where I can quickly adjust my life by adding a variable. See I do not have a "best friend roommate" or someone to walk to class with everyday or even a "more than a friend" person that can just change my life ever so slighty so that I feel like I'm doing something worthwhile and not the monotonous shit I'm used to. I'm lost, yeah, but I'm sick of people assuming that I am, even though I goddamn am. I don't want to need you or you or you. That is why I need a variable. I'm sick of just the constant.