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I can't get to sleep. Sleep, sleep, sleep. That's all I want. Job interview at 9 AM...... Bananas are my favorite food to eat. They're long and yellow and I think they look pretty neat. I'd have to say they're my favorite afterschool treat. Bananas are my favorite food to eat. B-A-N-A-N-A! I think the doubleshot expresso I drank earlier is the cause of all this. I'm thinking that I just won't go to bed, cause I know if I do.... I'm gonna miss my interview. I hate work. I wish I could just have a constant influz of money and not care where the hell it came from. Hmmmm.... Heidi Fleiss had a good idea.... no! I can't! I don't know why the hell I started a livejournal. I won't type another blog until two months from now. So yea, something made a noise in my room and it scared the shit outta me. It sounded like someone's cell phone alarm, but I, being of the poor college kid persuasion, don't have one. I think god's pissed that I may have a job starting tomorrow. If it's not Anne Taylor, Osh Kosh is interviewing me for a supervising position. How fun is that?!? Sleepy sleepy sleepy. I'm so sleepy. I have a sorority paddle, but I've never smacked anyone with it. That's on my list of things to do. But it won't be a Sigma Kappa, cause that's hazing. Damn SK and their hazing regulations. I like beer chants! I'd recite one for ya now, but I know someone will read this (although I don't know who) and then I'll be hearin' it at a party. Yea, copyright of SK bitches! I like Flogging Molly. Janis Joplin rocks my socks too. She watches me undress everyday. I guess I should clean my room. You can still see the floor, so it's all good. Okay... Cheerios are in order. Oh, and P.S. REALLY cute guy in three of my classes. He's a history major, so I hope to see more of him. It's bad I've forgotten his name though. No gf? I'll find out later. The magic 8-ball says I should ask him on a date. If anything, he can tutor me in espanol, cause I suck at it! Wow, I def. just had a big scary bug in my room. It's been in here since last night, but I lost him for a while. Seeing him chill on my desk was a little discerning. To fully understand how I felt, listen to Weezer's "Freak me out." Good stuff. I guess while I'm awake, I should be reading for my classes.... over 600 pages in a week. Such is the life of a history major. How did Billy Joel snag someone like Christie Brinkley?!?! Really... unless he was charming and suave, no one with his looks should snag a model, despite his Swiss bank accounts! So yea, there's this really cute Sigma Nu I have my eye on too. He's so sweet. Okay... bedtime. (Well, not really, but screw livejournal)