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[02 Sep 2004|12:23am] |
karma...what a bitch. here I am being all cocky like...rolling my eyes every 3 seconds when some stupid kid asks a stupid question and wastes my time in class. making fun of all the people w/no common sense, etc.
so I get to my shakespeare class today thinking we're going to read much ado about nothing. seeing as how on the syllabus it says : read much ado about nothing. apparently I was thinking it said read present tense when in actuality it was read past tense. you were supposed to HAVE READ the entire play by today. ok yeah i'm a fucking idiot. thank god for not ever having tests in that class or I would have been fucked.
and on my lovely ever so busy wednesday, I go to the garage to get my car out and go buy a book that I have to read and write a paper on (by tomorrow)...yeah, I haven't gotten over my procrastination problem from high school. but whatever, point being...I can't find my car. I knew exactly where I had parked it and it was not there. so I leave, pissed off because I don't have a parking permit yet and they should NOT have towed my car the 2nd week of class just cuz my permit isn't here yet. so I call the towing company. really pissed off...meanwhile the mother calls the university to be like wtf is wrong w/you give her her car back and dont make her pay for it.
their response: "ummm, we didn't tow anyone's car..."
I go back to the garage and my car is there. I was just on the wrong side of the garage before.
ok so...yeah. anyway, cuteeeee boyyyy in my English class.
I have also been sober for almost 31 days. I think this could be the sole cause of my unhappiness here. I plan to put as many illegal substances as I can into my body tomorrow night. and then, all will be right in the world.
and my final thought before I start writing this fucking paper...aka before I waste another 3 hrs procrastinating. there is a short skirt contest being held at a club around here nov 3rd. it's not even a contest...there is no doubt in my mind I will win this. finally, my wearing of slutty clothing will pay off. you get like money if you win. come watch me destroy the competition. I'm deciding between 2 skirts...they're both ridiculously short, but I can't decide which is shorter. whatever, either way I'll win.
miami sept 10th. nyc dec 14th.
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[01 Sep 2004|02:53am] |
Jordan0485 (2:40:09 AM): you fucking bitch
Woodin Nikel (2:41:39 AM): i'm scared do you think it was a tic...i'm gonna look it up
Jordan0485 (2:43:36 AM): i dont fucking know
Jordan0485 (2:43:40 AM): but i hope it was and i hope you have crabs
Woodin Nikel (2:43:54 AM): that's not funny i had crabs last year
Jordan0485 (2:44:11 AM): good
Woodin Nikel (2:45:17 AM): i'm just kidding
Woodin Nikel (2:46:10 AM): eww i'm so grossed out i cant sleep
Woodin Nikel (2:46:24 AM): where the fuck did it come from...it wasnt a tick though
Jordan0485 (2:46:30 AM): hahahhaha tick boy
Jordan0485 (2:46:32 AM): thats your new name
Woodin Nikel (2:47:28 AM): and your new name is sweaty oooh
Woodin Nikel (2:47:31 AM): or
Jordan0485 (2:47:43 AM): haha cool
Jordan0485 (2:47:48 AM): itook 2 showers today though
Woodin Nikel (2:48:08 AM): oh to make up for the two you didn't take lately
Jordan0485 (2:48:39 AM): haha
Woodin Nikel (2:49:48 AM): seriously
I hate taking showers here. no vibrating shower head, no bath tub to take bubble baths, and it's like 3 ft wide.
omg guys i'm getting sooo tan.
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[30 Aug 2004|11:04pm] |
a big hell yeah to making boys do shit for me that i'm too lazy to do.
I'm so going to play up this leg infection for as long as I can.
"...I WOULD do it myself but...my legggggg hurtttssssss. pleaseee please please take out my trash...go get me food...carry me to class..." etc etc
kelley and my school of the week that we are going to transfer to next yr is:
UCLA and or pepperdine
last week it was : UM
be on the lookout for next week's school.
i'll be down sept 10th.
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[28 Aug 2004|02:43am] |
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things are loooooking up...I just found like 8 haunted locations in tally. the suitemates and I went to walmart tonight(yes I know, another fun-filled friday night walmart run) we drove by some weird shit with skulls painted on it and apparently it's some weird abandoned haunted shit. and then they told me there's an abadoned insane asylum somewhere around here too. not to mention I still have mr bundy's apt to visit as well. I'm so happy right now. I know, I'm fucking weird. I just have sociopathic tendencies sometimes and this shit makes me so happy.
I am so content right now.
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[25 Aug 2004|10:52pm] |
FSU is officially killian gone bad. that's sad. I didn't think anyone could get any more unintelligent after the math class incident, but apparently I was wrong. almost everyone in my shakespeare class is a junior or senior, they are mostly majoring in English.
myself and one other person in the entire class knew what iambic pentameter was. we then proceeded to spend the next 45 min trying to explain it to the retards.
the teacher made a spelling error. I don't know if I should have corrected him, I feel like an asshole when I do that. but if you are an English teacher I'm pretty sure you are supposed to know how to spell.
the teacher was like "so shakespeare wrote a lot of plays and poems"
and this dumb kid goes "oh, shakespeare was a poet too?"
but like, he was serious. he wasn't trying to be a smartass or anything. he like honestly just happened to have an IQ of -17
and then the teacher put lines up from hamlet on the board. first of all, most everyone has read hamlet. if not, it was still irrelevant cuz you didn't have to know the characters to understand this...this next thing is called common sense.
the teacher points to the King talking and then refers to him as claudius. he has made it quite clear that his name is claudius.
same stupid ass kid AGAIN: "ummm, I have a question. why are you calling him claudius if it's written there as 'KING' "
and the sad thing is the teacher answered all the stupid kids' questions happily. I would have been like get out of my class now you stupid fucking piece of shit. but that's just me.
if the stupidity level in this class doesn't drop by next week I'm going to start making people feel really stupid. it will be the mcnealy incident all over again, except this time I won't get some stupid high school punishment like suspension.
god DAMN I hate this place. the only good that is coming of this is that I am forced to go to the gym all the time because it is the only place people don't piss me off and the only way to get my anger out w/o killing someone. so hopefully I'll have some kind of reverse freshman 15 and lose 15 pounds and then have a really hot body and have all the girls around here hate me some more out of jealousy.
a trip home is needed.
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[25 Aug 2004|04:14pm] |
typer shark is the most amazing game ever. I'm not even going to get into it because I can't do it justice in trying to explain how fun it is.
I can honestly say I'm one of the smartest people in my math class and that is really scary. mike and I just kept looking at each other everytime a dumb girl would ask a question and start laughing. I'm such a bitch. whatever, I have no patience for stupid people.
my birthday is going to be so fucking gay. it's the same weekend as parents' weekend. which in my family, just means we will all be drunk together that weekend, but I don't know how well everyone else's parents will like that. what a stupid age too, I'm going to stay at 18 I think. so guys, my 18th birthday part two is coming up soon...I want a lot of rooster gifts and hen statues. like honestly though.
there is some weird shit I want to write about but I can't because too many people read this so if you want to know a really good story, call me. it's really good I promise.
fuck, I need tacks and sticky hooks.
oh so I'm the dirty one on this floor already. today mike came into my room and goes EW WHAT SMELLS and i'm like uhh I dunno? I don't smell anything...the garbage maybe? I haven't taken it out in 2 wks...and hes like EW JORDANNA IT SMELLS LIKE YOUR FUCKING CAR IN HERE and then he goes to my roommate make her clean her shit, she is a mess.
yup, just like back at home. i'm not like a physically DIRTY person though. it's just that I throw my shit around everywhere and everything ends up in weird places and stuff. whatever, I'm not going to try to explain myself, you all have seen my room. my dorm room right now is a minature version of that at the moment. I swear I'm going to clean it and make it look so great when it's done being decorated. I just don't want to take out the trash cuz that's fucking gross. and none of the boys will do it for me. ok I have class now.
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[24 Aug 2004|11:53pm] |
this place is driving me crazyyyy. today I started reading one of my books. it's not even a book you're supposed to read, it's like a guide to writing. so today I learned all about plurals and modifiers. this was my entertainment for the day.
I refuse to go out any longer. there is absolutely no point to dressing up in this city to go out and here's why...
- waste of an outfit
- people are really overly dumb...I can't hold a conversation with anyone because girls hate me and guys act like they're 12
- the only alcohol is beer
- everything closes at 2am
- everyone is really young and that's annoying too
- I can't stand southern accents
- it's scary and dead everywhere and looks like rapists will jump out at you at any given moment
- it takes 8 hrs to shave your legs because the showers are ridiculously small and then you end up deciding to wear jeans anyway
my point: in MY opinion, I dont really give a shit what all you tallahassee lovers think, this place sucks. this isn't "the college experience". this is a shithole city with sheltered people who think this place is fun.
I also LOVE that all of you OMG LIKE TOTALLY MISS ME SOSOSOOOSOOO MUCHHHH. I can't wait to see how many of you try to make any effort to see me when I come down.
and to all the people who keep telling me that i'm negative, that I should give it a chance, that college is what I make of it...you're not me so stop. it's really amazing how few people support my happiness and how many people would rather me be miserable because they feel that they know what goes on in my head so well that for some reason, I'll miraculously suddenly meet a really awesome person here and suddenly love tallahassee. stop asking me what I plan to do after this semester, it's no longer anyone's concern but mine. I don't care for anyone's opinion any longer...that's what got me into this mess in the first place...trying to please everyone but myself.
this is the only negative thing I'm going to write for a while. because I hate being negative and it's so not me. but I don't know how else to put it that I truly dislike it here. and how unsupportive all of you have been on everything I have experienced. positive and negative. stop trying to keep in touch with me just because I was your friend in high school. now you have to actually make an effort to see me or to talk to me because we aren't forced to all be awake at 6am and go to class to see each other anymore.
I'll be home this weekend most likely. I still haven't decided. if not this weekend then another weekend sometime before september ends.
I hope everyone is enjoying miami. I miss it.
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[23 Aug 2004|02:28pm] |
guy in my math class #1 : hey, what is this class?
guy in my math class #2: college algebra
#1: oh what is that, like spelling and stuff?
#2: no..it's math.
1st day of classes. let's hope my English class is better. i'm already texting people and planning on bringing my computer to go on the internet because I'm bored.
next class isn't for 294948 hrs because I'm an idiot and don't know how to schedule shit right. time to go to the mall! Jenna and I are planning a road trip to new orleans in 2 weekends. amazing.
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[21 Aug 2004|10:35am] |
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I'm coming home next weekend. and I think it might be for good.
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[20 Aug 2004|10:32am] |
i'm getting more and more annoyed as the days go by. time to go into bitch mode and have everyone hate me for the next I dont know, however long this lasts. I dont even know why i'm so annoyed but I am. I feel like some people still act like they're in high school. 4 yrs of high school drama was more than enough, I wish everyone would just grow up already. I think by the time you are 16, you are pretty much over all the stupid drama. but some people never get over it and continue to annoy the fuck out of me. I'm so over all of it, but it still annoys me when people act fucking stupid. whatever. maybe it's just pms. being a girl is just so great sometimes...ugh.
on a happier less hormonal note...i'm going to be an aunt. my sister is pregnant. yayyy I'm so excited. it's kind of weird because kelley is going to be an aunt also. it' weird that our brothers and sisters all got pregnant at the same time. I'm so excited to have a little baby to play with.
I bought $75 worth of groceries last night. my vision was seriously starting to get blurry from not eating so I bought food. what a fucking waste of money though. I wish I could have bought a shirt instead or something. food doesnt last a long time and makes you fat. whereas clothes you can wear forever and if you're wearing clothes and not eating then you'll be skinnier and then look better in the clothes. so basically my point being...food is stupid if you have to pay for it.
ok that's it. I'm going to pick up my football coupons later today and then going to home depot to buy manly tool stuff. and then i'm going to find the cutest boys on campus and send them to my room to hang stuff up on the walls. and I think tonight I'm going to have the hall over to watch sex and the city. I have to be up at 8am AGAIN tomorrow like I have all fucking week so no going out tonight. not that there's anything decent to do anyway but you know.
miss and love you all. come and visit.
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[19 Aug 2004|11:25pm] |
negatives: the boys here are stupid and young. the nightlife is the worst thing I have ever experienced. my foot might be broken...like literally though I'm not just being weird and sarcastic.
positives: I love the girls in this hall. they're cute and fun and girly and uppity and my suitemates are awesome. we're always going back and forth to each other's rooms to borrow clothes and makeup. everyone has so much spirit and is so fun. I just got food so I can finally eat for the first time in 5 days. there's a tanning place that's $25 unlimited tanning for a month.
more negatives...this ac is broken. smallest closet of my fucking life. my foot fucking HURTS LKSJDFLKJLKSJD
ok I don't know what else. but I don't like to be negative so I'm going to try to think of another positive. ok here...because of my foot everyone carries me everywhere and it's fun
yayyy broken foot.
yayyy stupid people in tallahassee
yayyyyy friendly girls in my hall
yayayay football season is starting soon goooo nolessssss!
oooh and i'm coming down next weekend and next next weekend for labor day weekend
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[19 Aug 2004|02:26am] |
yeah here...
"hey guys, I'm at the diner right now!"
does it make more sense now?
ok no probably not. whatever i'm sleep deprived and I'm sounding add as hell right now so i'm done w/this shit. comeee visit me if you live in tally. or even if you dont
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[19 Aug 2004|02:00am] |
ok so I'm really fucking gay and I don't think tally people understand how weird I am like miami does. I called the safe bus to complain cuz we called it like 20 min and it didnt come. we had like 3 guys and 2 girls and our dorm is like across the street but we're fucking lazy so we called it to come pick us up and it didnt come. so I call back and i'm like "you know, this isn't safe! youre supposed to be the SAFE bus, where ARE you??? we feel soososoo unsafe and like yeah" and the guy goes "um ok whatever" and hangs up on me. like, I was just being sarcastic but I don't think people understand.
and then this is my latest idea. I went out w/these 3 guys and a girl across the hall tonight. actually we didnt all go out together but whatever that's how it ended up. I tried explaining my really GREAT idea to them but they think I'm kind of odd maybe since it's the first night I've met them. but ok so you know how outside their door everyone has little erase boards and you write like "jordannas room! come visit!" so I made the people at the diner(which btw, MILKSHAKES 24/7 YES!!!! there's my freshman 15...) so we all took a picture. and so I'm gonna make people take pictures of me doing differnt activities like studying, or bowling or at a party. and then i'm gonna write on my board whatever i'm doing like "hey guys, i'm at a party!" and then post a picture of me at a party so they have like a visual in case they are dyslexic maybe. isn't that such a good idea? ok whatever I think it is and that's all that matters.
and also, everyone at frat parties, or at least this one is really antisocial and stupid and I hate them. so fuck that. plus beer fucking sucks. AND no cute boys. ANDDDD I loveelovelove running into people from high school that I haven't seen in forever. I ran into this guy that I had spanish with freshman yr. I was like 14 and haven't seen him since then and he's like whoa ok you look different. so fun.
and there's all these like prude girls on our floor but I bonded w/this one girl across the hall tonight so much because we talked about like threesomes and stuff and none of the other girls like talking or hearing about that. and we also agreed that we want to get vibrating shower heads for the showers cuz you CANNOT masturbate w/a roommmate and no detachable shower head.
well that's enough on college life. it's weird to be like oh ok, i'm in college. over dinner we talked about politics and I was like whoa this is like...you know, college stuff. except then 5 min later we started talking about milkshakes and how yummmmyy they are. I think you have to hear my tone of voice when I write these kinds of entries because it doesn't make sense unless you hear how I'm saying it. I mean, I guess whatever. you can imagine it and pretend I'm home next to you. giving you lots of kisses and hugs cuz I love you all soooo much. but I have an air mattress so you guys can come up whenever. and like boys can come spend the night. or 2 nights or just like a month or whatever because it's hard to masturbate. and also we hate our RA and all the RA's and want to piss them off as much as we can. so someone come have sex with me and make it loud so they complain about that.
ok this was long. college is greatttttt.
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[18 Aug 2004|08:44pm] |
the people here are fucking stupid. no one is vulgar. people don't even say sucks here. everyday I hear 2903494 girls say "this stinks!" and "oh my gosh! ya'll!!" one more alabama accent and I'm going to kill myself. anyway, whatever. I wanted to write in here but I don't feel like it anymore. some boys just came to my door from another floor and invited all of us to a frat party. alcohol will be amazing tonight. bye YA'LL. ew.
also, I don't know when guys will understand that it's not cool to just come up to me and talk to me if you don't know me. seriously, leave me alone.
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[16 Aug 2004|07:48pm] |
tallahassee is amazingggggggggggggggg I love it here sososo much. and to think I was so upset right before I moved. I haven't been out yet, so the nightlife might suck and then my whole world will be destroyed because going out is my life but I love everything here so far. andddd 9 hrs to get up here? I got here in 6 bitches. I was congratulating myself the entire morning. seriously. I kept bragging to everyone but no one seemed to care. I still think that that was good of me though!
the closet situation still kind of freaks me out but I don't have any less clothes over it, it just means more shit has to be folded. so i'll survive somehow with a 3 foot wide closet. I don't know what else. I need to unpack my shit still. yeah so I'm gonna go do that now and decorate or something cuz this internet sucks anyway. come and visit little miamins. I'll be down labor day weekend. FSU vs UM! go noles!
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[13 Aug 2004|12:55am] |
hurricane! yeah!!! I can't believe I'm leaving sat. I WANT TO BE HERE FOR THE FUCKING HURRICANE! ahhhh i'm so mad. all tally has is a little bitch ass tropical storm. I want to be here this weekend to go to all the hurricane parties. what would be really good is if the hurricane hit and I was with some hot boy and then we were stuck together in some windowless room for like 2 days. that would be so hot.
hurricane charley for lifeeeeeeee motherfuckers.
ok i'm done.
i'm sick as fuck but as usual my amazing doctor called me in some shit to take to make me better. I've been ODing on like 7 different prescriptions all day because I need to be better to party it up tomorrow night.
I leave for tally sat night. but i'll be back the next weekend for the vma's so yeah. don't miss me too much. if it sucks up there i'll come back to miami. ohhh do I love miamiiiii.
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[01 Aug 2004|08:16pm] |
ok. I just took the flight from hell. it was supposed to be at 1230. I didn't go to sleep the night before because I was partying. was throwing up at the airport all morning. at 12 they tell us the flight is delayed...it's now going to be at 130. throw up some more. get on the plane. they tell us the weather is so bad in sofla that now we have to wait on the plane for an hr before they can start to fly. MOTHERFUCKER. an hr goes by. we fly. turbulence like I have never fucking experienced in my life. it was making everyone's stomache drop like on rollercoasters or whatever the fuck. fucking perfect considering i've already been throwing up all morning. then we're like 30 min away from the airport about to land and they're like "the airport is really crowded right now, we have to wait for other planes ahead of us to land, so we're going to slow down and just fly over jamaica for 20 min" we FINALLY land. it's pouring out. and now i'm home. and not in the best mood.
i'm so over nyc. i'm glad I went back for the 3rd time and got it out of my system. miami will always be home.
but I got a pink ipod mini so that's good. I can't believe I'm moving to tally in 2 wks.
i'm excited to be back. and be able to go out and it not cost $30 for every fucking thing like a meal or ridiculous shit like that. i'm excited to go to the beach and complain about the 98 degree weather. and bitch about the humidity. sometimes the things you complain about the most are the things you end up missing.
I think I might actually post pictures later for once.
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[30 Jul 2004|10:32pm] |
went to the met today. actually did something in this city besides get drunk and sleep all day. I felt so accomplished. there's such an amazing view from the roof. you can see all of central park and the skyline is amazing. it was just really nice. and even more nice to be away from all the shit that I do here every night that I do in miami anyway...like going out . beautiful museum.
I have so many pictures it's ridiculous. tomorrow we're going to fao schwartz to steal candy and play with toys. we are so broke. I had to charge coffee today because I have no money.
what else...we saw carrie's apt. ummm tasti d lite? veronica is here now. I'm at lester's. ok the bitch wants to say something...it probably won't make sense so just disregard the next few lines...
"rock out with your cock out...love, meg and alyssa"
hahaha. ok absolutely no one got that but me and her and we're sitting right next to each other so I don't even know why I'm typing all this.
I only kissed one boy and veronica kissed a girl so we're turning on the slut factor tonight and making it a mission to gettttt laiddddd.
ok i'm done w/this shit. time to get slutty, drunk, and laid.
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[28 Jul 2004|06:43pm] |
ok so now I'm on a faster computer. still at FIT though. still deprived of myspace at the apt. the roommates are the most annoying things known to life. veronica and I want to kill them. they keep leaving us little bitchy ass notes because they don't know how to say shit to us like normal people. "can you STOP being so dirty!" and then they got mad at me because I threw a milk carton in the "wrong" garbage. bitch, I don't fucking live here. shut the fuck up. veronica and I want to kill them.
this city is way too expensive and I have no money left. but I found pink ugg's! hell yeah.
boys are stupid.
my schedule for fsu is all fucked up and I've changed the entire thing like 8 times. i'm just going to wait for drop/add cuz this shit is annoying.
we're going to a booty party tonight in tribeca. ask me what a "booty" party is...I have no fucking clue. I don't even have any slutty clothes to wear to it because I didn't bring any. everyone here dresses conservatively. I mean, not really. but compared to miami. i'm bored of this city. I feel too at home here and more people think I'm from here than people in miami believe that I actually live there.
and there aren't any vibrating shower massagers in new york. and that is a major negative to the city if you ask me.
i'm off to crunch. the one thing I can do in miami whenever I want, and I have been spending more time doing it in new york instead of going to museums or whatever the fuck you're supposed to do when you come here.
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[27 Jul 2004|06:26pm] |
I'm innyc on a shitty ass computerthat has a spacebar that sucks. I have been deprived of the internet, but that's okbecause all I've been doing is sleeping or throwing up. I hhave never thrown up after drinking in miami. but here they make the drinks strong as fuck thus leading to the hangoverthat never ends. after all, what is throwing up allmorning(morning=5pm when we wake up) compared to a night of being drunk on the streets of new york and riding thebus for free because you're barefoot and the bus driver feels bad for you. or seeing chinese men playing golf onthe sidewalk.
or boys calling you at 4am to tell you to come over, that their girlfriend is god knows where. and then a nice "fuck you you stupid bitch" when i'mlike uhhh i'm 1200 miles away from miami you idiot, how many times do I have to tell you this.
I don't even know ifthis entry is making sense because I'm wet as fuck fromt he rain and it's freezingin here.
anyway, I miss someone in miami very much and it's weird. weirdweirdweird. things are really really good w/the boys,andd not just in a slutty i'm-getting-laid-all-the-time-by-hot-newyorkers type of way. in fact, my libido is like gone for some reason.
and contrary to popular belief, there ARE cockroaches in new york. except they don'tfly. squirrelsare coolt hough.
god damn it looks like I'm writing this drunk because this compujter sucks and half the ltters don't press down. that and my thoughts are so fucking random that people think I'm more drunkwhen I'm sober than I am when i'm drunk. okthis is making absolutely nosense. i'm going back to starbucksnowt o drink coffee that is $4.07 and only $3.42 inmiami. but it will be equal again when we go to happy endings and pay $6 for a long island that is $11 and no alcohol in miami.
tonight=happy endings.
the weather sucks. ew.
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