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in elementary
school, in third grade, i was told the golden rule: "do to others
as you would have them do to you." it seemed like a sound concept
until i found that some people like to be urinated upon. 01-14-01 so here is a diary entry of mine from a year ago. well, a year and two days ago: Jan 12, 2000 the phone guy who installed the line? MAN. manohman. I wanted to do some nasty naughty freaky stuff with him. not only was he super duper cute, but he had the most perfectly perfect Boston accent. When he said my name, I felt like I had lost all oxygen to my brain. god it was sexy. I'm not even kidding. Just his voice...and then he'd smile at me and I just wanted to wrap myself around his naked body and lick him up like an ice cream cone. he was that delicious. sigh. the situation with Jeff? Not bad, but definitely NOT in my favor and definitely NOT under my control. I am tempted to offer a purely sexual relationship, but that would pretty much destroy any and all self-esteem I've managed to acquire, regardless of whether he accepted my offer. It's taken me a long long time to figure out what I need and I don't want to lose that. I like happy single christa. I don't like mopey pining pathetic christa. my back hurts. shut up. so let's see...what has changed for christa since then? well, I don't live in that same place. duh. I am no longer friends with Jeff. and I am still mopey pining pathetic christa. it is still true that I like happy single christa. I never got to wrap myself around sexy phone guy's naked body. damn. I am so excited for school to be starting! ahhhh!! i am a school nerd. i'll be one of those lifetime students, I think. it's just my nature. yesterday, no wait Friday, I was walking around and I think I want to someday be a teacher. well, a professor. at a university. what is the difference between a professor and a teacher? I don't know, it doesn't matter. I don't want to babysit, I want to teach. but I won't start doing that till after my insightful, brilliant debut novel appears. then all the good schools will be clamoring for my worldly wisdom and experience. here is another diary entry from a year ago (well, 363 days ago): Jan 16, 2000 I think that if you send out mass email to people, it should be plainly obvious. cause now I'm curious if I signed up for some sort of list or if this person is writing me specfically. either way, I'm confused. Not having a TV is killing me. I'm thinking of putting a personal ad in the paper: "lonely girl looking for large, color TV set for long romantic nights. cable required, VCR a major plus. your place or mine." tonight I'll be missing the simpsons, malcolm in the middle, the practice, and the sopranos. sigh. my life is just too rough. I've been very lazy lately. I am going to have to stop being lazy here soon. soon as in tuesday. Starting tuesday, christa can no longer continue her carefree and loafing lifestyle. MAN, do I have it rough. I need to do laundry. so I went all the way to the store today to get change. well first I had to go to the ATM and withdraw $20, as I had no money. then I went to star market and they wouldn't give me quarters! Fine. On my way home, I stopped at the laundry place around the corner and they wouldn't give me quarters either! so just how am I supposed to do my laundry without quarters? exactly. speaking of the store, i bought milk today for the first time in a long time. almost a year. OH MY GOD. Almost a year! I gave up dairy. But today I bought some milk. for my cereal. I haven't had cereal in almost a year, as well. I would have bought soy milk except for the fact that it sucks. anyway, that was the best cereal I've ever had. honey nut cheerios. mmmmm. I slept a long time last night and I lounged around all day and now I'm sleepy. My hair looks totally retarded right now. I got it cut last week and it just looks all goofy and crazy. I have a strange fondness for it. it certainly isn't going to win me any dates though. not that I care. nope. as long as you stay away from me, then I stay away from you. that's the deal I currently have with boys of the world. I miss my cat. meow. This is an interesting fact: it is now Sunday and starting Tuesday I will be in school again. this above entry was written last year, on the sunday right before classes began on Tuesday. I felt like coming full circle, I guess. The last official day of classes (but before final exams) this year is April 25th. The last day of exams is May 1st. why you care isn't really a concern of mine. I need to take a nap. right now I am looking at a chair full of stuffed animals. they are my stuffed animals. Yes, I have stuffed animals. none of them are bears. looking at these stuffed animals makes me feel very sleepy. I'm taking a nap now. hey, why don't you be a good little reader and some me some goddamned email or something. criminey. lazy bastards. ohhh! before I forget: christian sent me a link to a diaryland page. now I know I said no more diaryland links for a while, but never listen to what i say because I am always lying. see, even now you shouldn't be listening to what I say about not listening to what I say. anyway, I spent a long time reading through that place last night and it was very very pleasurable. but I swear to god, these kids need to stop being so young. i swear. to god. but you know, I don't think that this kid who does this diaryland page is really nineteen. it just doesn't fit. I think that he's actually 26. Maybe 27. And he thinks that short girls who are lactose intolerant and who have scars on her face from when she was bit by a dog at age 15 are the coolest best girls in the whole wide world.
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