||[Feb. 10th, 2004|11:50 am]
Emily is flipping through a yearbook from the mid-nineties.
"His name is Pascal? That's awful..."
"There's all these incestual Italian families in Hamden. Hey look it's Albert Oneto."
Emily should be studying for her math test but instead she's sitting and wasting her time looking at the senior section.
In an unrelated story, yours truly still hasn't done her Hedda Gabbler paper (I bet I spelled that wrong) but who cares.
she thinks the current events clipping part is cool. and as she notes, we have one in the back.
Emily, reminiscing as we oogle over the picture of Ben Schaefer, remembers her best family friend is really hot and doing teach for america.mmmm.
"fucking look at this girl right here"
p.s., "why the fuck do we even have a badminton team?"
ben fairbank's sister was really pretty back in the day.
Em is growing nostalgic thinking about all these people who were friends with some Abramson girl.
Back in the day there were white people on the basketball team
"yeah, thats why they lost all the time"
this is a very uneventful entry. i apologize for the lack of substance, but its a very quiet day in terms of hilarity.
well, thats it for now.
p.s., check out www.livejournal.com/users/crop_this
thats all for now kiddies