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I'm 25.

Go to University of South Carolina or die.

I am in South Carolina because I am visiting my future college, University of South Carolina.

Lo and behold I have found a computer.

There are no malls here, only scattered strips of completely uninteresting stores like Lowe's and car dealerships and such. There's also no traffic or snow. It is rainy and a Sunday and my mom is boring so we are sitting in a hotel. It kinda sucks.

We unofficially looked at the school today--we have a meeting with a rep tomorrow but we just drove around the campus today. It kicks ass. The gym is as big as my high school, and the campus is like, half the size of my town. There's a little area nearby with bars and such that all the kids like to go to apparently, but I didn't see anyone out I guess because it's rainy. Anyway the college looks awesome and I am definitely going here.

There must be some trendy, college-student side of Columbia that I have not seen yet, probably because I'm here with my mother and I can't just turn around and say, "Hey mom, let's go partake in underage drinking!" All my mom likes to do is eat and watch the cooking channel. Her idea of a good time is eating a cheeseburger, watching a little Emeril, and if she's feeling crazy then maybe she'll rent a sappy DVD starring one of the following: JLo, Mariah Carey, Julia Roberts, or Hugh Grant. But with a huge college campus in the middle of the city, I have faith in this little place. It's the capital of the state, but nothing like New York City. There are 40 million churches. There's no traffic, and I haven't heard one siren yet. There's also no sophisticated Gucci wearing cell phone talking small dog owning socialites roaming the streets. I'm beginning to wonder where people buy their clothes from. I've only seen a Kmart.

It is pretty nice. Everyone is friendly and things are a lot cleaner than I expected. This morning for the first time in my life I had grits. If you've never tried them, don't. They're gross. We also went to Kripsy Kreme. That place should be illegal or something, it's so good. The woman who worked there had never been to New York. I couldn't imagine that. She had no idea what it was like. I've lived there, and she can't even fathom it. What a world we live in.

Oh yea, and I have yet to see a Mercedes. I've seen about 5 Lexuses (Lexii?), one Audi and one BMW.

I am also going to the prom with Ed. Fuck yea.

I am gonna go because people are giving me weird looks. Peace.


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