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    I'm Amanda, a 21 year old Florida girl. I'm a student at the University of North Florida, where I'm majoring in Journalism. I love music, the beach and driving. My friends are my family, and I love hanging out at the movies, the hookah bar or a rock show. I want to pick up as many useless talents as possible and to travel the world taking pictures and having good times with my best friends. For more information about me, view my About page.
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Leaving the weekend behind always sucks.

Despite the fact that I got absolutely nothing done, it was really a very enjoyable weekend. Friday night was generally uneventful. Saturday I met one of my band mates at the church for a little jam session, and later that afternoon the Boychik came over for some one-on-one time. We popped in Lord of the Rings and settled down to enjoy doing absolutely nothing for a few hours, or at least until our friend Ash got off. We picked up my other boy, who shall hereafter be known as Dante, and drove around looking for some dinner before grabbing a spot in a parking lot and loitering for a few hours.

Yesterday started off horribly; my guitar died right before the service. I took it to another bandie’s place afterwards, and he fixed her up, so she’s okay now, but… well, let’s leave it at the-morning-sucked. The Boychik called me up that afternoon to see if I wanted to hang out while he got his oil changed. I am always up for hanging out with the Boychik; who was I to say no? I tossed the homework aside, and the Boychik showed up with Dante. We spent the afternoon wandering around, generally, before going back to my place to watch a couple movies.

Seriously, I can hardly ask for a better weekend. Sunday, hanging out with the Boychik and Dante and the Boychik’s sexy car at Sonic… Those are some fantastic times. Those two make me laugh so hard, and I love them for it. I need to start carrying a camera around more often so I can get more pictures of them; they’re really more attractive than either of them knows.


Out with the old, in with the new. My goals this year.

Well, today has been pretty rotten thus far. I’m on the verge of particularly nasty female issues, but the crowning point of my morning was my guitar breaking before the service. A wire broke, and suddenly my guitar had no sound. The band asked me to stand up there and fake playing anyway, for appearance’s sake, and it was seriously the most depressing service I have ever played in my life. It just doesn’t sound right without a bassline.

At any rate, I wanted to post those goals I have for myself this year. They are, in no particular order:

  • End the year with a bright white, straight smile.
  • Exercise five times a week every week.
  • Cut down to one soda a day.
  • Eat three meals a day. Three small, not totally junky meals.
  • Take my pills every day! EVERY SINGLE DAY. NO SKIPPING.
  • Get organized. Religiously keep a paper planner.
  • Take and ace the GREs.
  • Blog daily.
  • Cross at least two things off my Life List.
  • Get the Clocks tattoo.
  • Create and stick to a definite budget.
  • Meet new friends.

I’m trying to stay realistic about my goals, and I think all of these are very possible. I’m at work already on most of them. I think I’ll revisit this list once a month or so, just to be sure I’m staying on track.