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(Fucking Firefox, shutting down on me when I was 1/2 way through my entry. At least it's more functional than Internet Explorer. Except I've noticed that the lovely SJSU Peoplesoft Website doesn't like that browser). Anyway, one year ago today, I officially met Jeremy. Our lives completely changed with 3 words, "Hey, you're cute!" Since then, almost everything has been better, I feel a little more positive. Not only is Jeremy cute, he's sweet, he's always respected me, and he loves me just the way I am. I feel so thankful for him. I consider him (true) my best friend. I usually give Kelly that title, but I really think of him as my best friend. I miss him so much. In some ways, doing Disney World seems like 10 years ago, in some ways, it seems like 2 weeks. Speaking of which, we did a little exercise in my TV Crit class where we all had to write a practice TV show pitch for the teacher and she would say what a TV Bigman might say. I told her my idea for the 1-hour teen drama show called Theme Parks set in a beautiful location (FL) with a bunch of beautiful (and oft scantily clad) 18-25 year olds living in an apartment complex together and working in the nearby major family vacation destination, and how there is so much potential for drama between the people as apartment residents, the parties/things that happen there, the drama between employees, the drama between customers, the drama when things break in the park, and a bit of humor about the "behind-the-scenes" and stupidity of the customers. The professor's response: Intense drama is good, it appeals to a good demographic, people are hot young and beautiful, and, as vertically integrated entertainment company, it would allow to play the latest records as background music. Yay. Jeremy received the collage poster I made for him (remember the aforementioned nondescript collage? It was a picture of things we've seen/done in the last year and things taht remind us of each other). I sent it to his aunt and she helped me frame it down there. She gave it to him today as an anniversary present. He said he really liked it. I wish I could have given it to him personally. There are a couple of things that have arisen from this issue. (Not issue so much...). My mom and his mom seem to have an unusual amount in common. One of these things is a focus more on (My mother also took this moment to point out how unromantic I was by not being completely impressed with shiny/pretty-smelling objects. I am pretty sure Kelly is impressed with stuff. I'm pretty sure she's manipulated/whipped her boyfriend enough to get it out of him too. Especially with the whole, "You don't have a promise ring, tell him to get you one" conversation). I did the collage thing because I am like the scorpion who asked the swan for a ride across the river, and after convincing the swan he wouldn't sting him did anyway, and when the swan asked why he did that, he said, "I can't help it, it's what I do." That's what I do, I like to make things for people, or at least buy them gifts they didn't know/forgot they wanted. I like to give gifts that surprise people. Unfortunately, (or ironically, depending on your point of view), the ways I usually like to best be shown love cannot be done over the phone or through the mail. That is not to say that I wouldn't appreciate the occassion being commemorated in the form of a gift/card. But it's not a priority either. But I would feel bad if Jeremy felt reactionary to my gift or if he spent a lot of money. If he insists on getting me anything, I wish it to be something he thinks is special or somehow he thinks is something that reminds me of him. I would also feel guilty if he spent a lot of money on me or felt he had to. If he couldn't think of anything to yield to the occassion, well, c'est le vie. What else? I had my meeting with Parkview Elementary Principal Topf (pronounced Toff). He's very enthusiastic about the idea of an after school art program, he liked my purposal (which I had to completely redo because my computer has decided that the only programs that are going to work on my computer are the internet, sometimes, my reminder program, and the basic word processor that Windows comes with, not anything marked Microsoft or Lotus, POS computer) and is anxious to get it underway. The next thing I have to do is make a flier, (which will be slightly more difficult since none of my picture or word processing programs want to work) to be sent out. Hopefully, the program will get going on Thursday, October 12th. So that's exciting. I signed up to work for more time at the Walk-a-thon, Friday night set-up and Saturday afternoon clean-up. I figured on Friday, hell. I'll probably be in Mrs. Reed's class anyway. And I have no life! What else am I going to do? Pretend I have somewhere to go and go to Bed Bath and Beyond and pretend I have a place to put all that stuff, or the party store and either look for funky room decorations, or a missing piece to my Halloween costume (one of those little 1/2 June Clever aprons. Any leads, anyone?) or go to Barnes and Noble and look at all the books, wish you had the money/time/effort (to find in the library, if available) all of them. But instead, leave with nothing (yeah, that was my afternoon, after leaving Parkview at 3:30). Why is it that when you think you might want a Starbucks there are none anywhere, but in some corners of the universe it seems like there is a dense overpopulation of them? I got groceries today. I went for Milk. I ended up with $30 of stuff. I think I am going to write an irate letter to the SJSU parking services saying I don't like their new policy on 8th street (fucking campus). Jeremy and I talked for a good long time tonight. The whole reason I didn't volunteer at KTEH was so that I could talk to him on this momentous night. But my shift got shifted tomorrow.--I wrote about all that already. My mom wants me to take pictures so that she can scrapbook it. (How about catching up on that missing 12 years of my life, or even just the last 2?). I felt so young being a camera person there. If anyone is my age, they've graduated on to the more advanced positions. All the camera people are ladies 50+. I don't know if I will. I feel really lame about doing it, "Would you take my picture?" "Lookit me! I'm a big girl at a big girl camera, on a big girl TV station! Hi, mommy!" Oh! I went to the Hallmark store by Albertson's on capital. They have Anna Lee Dolls there now (more a reminder for me than anyone else). Man, I'm tired! How stupid am I? I made out a check to Jeremy's aunt, stuffed it, addressed it, sealed it. I know I passed 2+ mailboxes today, and I still forgot the damn thing. Falling asleep now. Current Mood:  Tired as hell.
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