This is because I can spell confusion with a 'K' and I like it.

I found out today that Kevin Li knows me better than I know myself. Apparently my voice gets really high pitched when I get frustrated. That boy scares me sometimes. 

Study day #1 was an epic fail.

Catherine, would you like to come on vacation with me and Eve and Bob and some randoms? If you come, I will get a bedroom. I know that you're already using up your week per year at the beach or a beach town in PCB, but I can buy you a hat. I really really big hat.

I heard my neighbor playing the "Garden State" soundtrack and I remembered that either her roommate or one of our friends borrowed my copy of the DVD.....they are now on a search for one of my favorite DVDs. We live in 10x12 rooms, how many places could it possibly be?

Apparently Eve will be working in Spring Hill starting in July. You know what that means?!!? I'm moving back to the 352! I'm slightly bummed by the lameness, but not the not having to find a new job or the fact that we won't be selling my childhood home or the fact that I will be in relative proximity to most of the people I like in the tri-county area is SO exciting. I can show up at the Raleys' unannounced, I can go visit Andrew at work and stay for 5 hours, I can go see my dad (pfft, like that will happen), I can work a lot (even less likely to happen), I can go steal things from the Dr's lounge at Oak Hill since my mom will be working there and my dad stopped letting me in when I turned 13 and he stopped ditching me there when he went on rounds (SOOOOOO going to happen), and, best of all, I can go to the drive in and Dade City all of the time (I miss that place sometimes...the all over dingy crimeyness grows on you).

I made friends with one of my TAs and got an A+ on the paper he graded. Coincidence? I think not. I am my mother's daughter...but not completely. 

April 14, 1865: JWB shoots and kills President Lincoln.
April 14, 1912: The Titanic strikes an iceberg.
April 14, 1991: I was born.
July 7, 2005: London transit bombings
2 hours before: I arrive in London.
June 30, 2007: An SUV drives into the Glasgow Airport.
several hours before: I arrive at Heathrow airport.
Approx. 2 days ago: Swine flu starts becoming a major deal in the US.
Yesterday: It's revealed that a student at my school, of all schools, was infected.
Today: My British friend Josh, who I may or may not have made out with once upon a time, informs me that he's coming to America for six months. Specifically the sunshine state. 

I'm just a magnet for bad situations and weird historical tragedies. 

Feminine wiles: uncanny ability to make a man sweaty or compliant. 

I did a scene yesterday in front of a group of inebriated upperclassmen. It was a good way to end to 5 shows in one semester.

"We are going to hook up tonight."

"I hope not."

I watched all 14 episodes of the show "Firefly" in 2 days. 

In roughly 72 hours JO will begin the trip of a lifetime and I will still be pissed of that he is coming. I guess it'll all even out: my mother won't die, JO will be miserable for 18+ hours (and that's not even counting the hell I'm going to put him through when he gets here), and I will eventually go home. 

All the lights on and you are alive, but you can't point the way to your heart

Do yourself a favor and go listen to "Blue Eyes" by the Cary Brothers.

The girlfriend of some guy I don't know is sleeping in my room for the next few nights. 

I'm pretty sure the name of my character on "On Campus" came from a character on "Firefly" who was a whore.

Speaking of "Firefly" I was watching an episode earlier and I saw a pre-pubescent Disney-fied Zac Efron. They also apparently speak real Chinese on that show.

Swine flu is at ND. Of all the colleges in the country, the one nowhere near Mexico or any international airports was the first one to have a case. 

The crazy anti-abortionist (and former representative of Terry Schivo) was supposedly the pilot of the plane that circled campus today, dragging behind it a picture of an aborted fetus.

I found out that since Jon won't be coming on vacation with my family, I will have to sleep on the couch the entire week. Last year, Jon slept on an air mattress in my bedroom and I got to sleep on a bed. I didn't appreciate it then, but since I've been sleeping on the rock covered in sheets that ND calls a bed for a year, I would LOVE to not sleep on a couch during my first week home. Eve then offered to let me sleep in her bed....idk which is worse. It was also suggested I sleep out on the boat like I'm on fucking Gilligan's Island. I told Eve to, somewhere in the 18 hours of pure joy that will be their roadtrip, convince Jon to come with us. 

Tomorrow I will perform in a one act whilst being heckled by belligerent inebriated upper classman. I practice-heckled a show tonight, and lost a shoe in the process. It's going to be g-reat.

I love Matt Barnette. I mean, he's the love of my life, so obs. I love him, but for reals, that kid is pretty neat. We talk mise en scene and Joss Whedon. It's funny because we never spoke in high school, and now he's one of my favs. I feel like if his internship keeps him away from the HC, I'm going to drive up to Tally and see him (and Kate of course!) this summer. 

You kissed me first, with open eyes. February 1st, seven at night.

I've started to make a game out of listening to music while running errands or doing other things. I shuffle my songs and play the first one that comes up and see if I can get whatever it is I'm supposed to be doing by the time the song is over. Really, last night I went to sleep listening to JG's 2 albums (which is basically like listening to one song) on shuffle and I woke up and it wasn't done yet. Score 1: Brenna. Sadly for you people, "Konstantine" is the longest song ever and it's what is playing right now...also, why do I have a Something Corporate song on my computer? 

Are Allison and that rich guy married yet? No? Get on that. Seriously, by the time you make that happen, I'll be out prospecting for my 3rd future ex-husband (and raking in the cash money via alimony payments).

I'm here for the first run of "Gossip Girl" for the first time in a long time. 

My friend Ace just came to my door to say hey because I always complain that he never says hi to me even though he like lives in my hallway. It was awkward because I am in my pjs and no makeup (aka, looking super hot...but not really). 

I saw the person who I'm pretty much in love with today. Ughhhhh...

She started drinking like she was drowning in the sea.

You know who I love pretty much more than life itself: Jonathan Gold. I feel like it's a rule that I have to love every person in my life named John.

Seriously though, that kid is just the tops. I will always remember our crazy New Years night where he was the entertainment at the FX party and the HB crew were somehow the special guests (I didn't see a cent for an appearance fee, PB) and Joel Flux MCd(???), followed by the sleep over where he filmed his goodbye on my video camera when he left before we all woke up. He's just one of those few precious and wonderful people you meet in your life. He just makes life that much more special. Remember Liz's Super Sweet Sixteen where he was once again  the entertainment...and we were the special guests? That seems to happen a lot, actually. Why are the HB girls such a highly sought after commodity? Honestly.

I have yet to see JG's album insert where he supposedly thanked me and Catherine. 

I hear Allison went out prospecting for future ex-husbands. Bravo, my dear, I'm glad to see you hopped right back on that train when he got off the plane from tour (I like to subtly remind you why he's such a great catch, if you hadn't noticed). And yes, I hear about everything you do in your life, so don't eff this up if you want to live to see your 2(?)th bday, ma'am. Have you ever seen "The Godfather"? If so, you can think of me and your sisters as the Godfather; we have no problem with killing you if it comes to that. After all, if we invite him to your funeral, I'm not above scantily cladding Catherine to pick up where you failed. Picking an apt 3 minutes from his house is a good first, and slightly stalkerish, step though.

JO is coming to Indiana with Eve to collect me next week. I wish they had a video camera in that car, it would be 18 hours of pure comedic joy.

Baby, you'll be famous. I'll chase you down until you love me.

I just watched "He's Just Not That Into You" and I have to say that life makes a whole lot more sense now. No lie.

I attract the unattractive. Another creeper tried to get at me via FB today. Why can't stalkers ever be attractive in the least? In other news, I learned how to block someone on FB today. And speaking of creepers, I just remembered that Westy tried texting me at 9:00 on Saturday and I told him I'd text him back when I woke up....and I still haven't. Maybe he'll start hitting up some other girl.

"Brenna, if you do decide to get married ever, do you know what the most important thing is?"
"To love the person?"
"That too, but I was going to say an iron...no, titanium clad, binding prenup."
"Have you been talking to my mother lately?"

I'm sad that I didn't stay at HCA because I didn't get to write a senior will. I feel like it would have consisted of "Cafran, you can have all of the clothes that I bought that you said you had once considered buying, but that I had talked you out of and bought myself. Lauren, you can have my sister, who was named after you after all. Andrew, you can have that bag with a candle, bar of soap, deck of Marilyn Monroe playing cards back. Allison, please grant my dying request and date someone hot and famous...for me. Chip, you can have the dignity I stole from you when I broke up with you (twice) freshman year. The rest of yall get nothing." Remember how they went through the yearbook Alex's senior year and manually removed his senior will, one-by-one because it said something about drugs or something equally retarded? And then someone got a hold of the cut out copies and some of us taped them back into our yearbooks? I feel like life there was just a string of scandals strung together.

Speaking of HCA, I talked to Matt Traylor the other day and we decided we're going to chill sometime, since we go to school roughly 2 hours from each other.

Interplanetary, Megastellar, Hydrostatic. There's no gravity between us.

Our love is automatic.

Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century was definitely my fav DCOM (I found out today, via Wikipedia, that's the official abbr. for "Disney Channel Original Movie"). Honestly, what is better than getting kicked off a space station, going to earth, macking on that kid from "Everwood," and saving the day "in a stellar way!" Oh, an "Supernova Girl" was SO the best song ever produced by the Disney Channel....I'm not going to lie, I'm listening to it right now.

I made the mistake of telling Jonathan that I have to vicariously live my dreams of dating someone rich, hot, and famous through Allison. I need to learn to not tell him everything, like when I have to kiss large black men, he's such a little bitch about those kinds of things.

My friend Alexa told me I can only read Perez Hilton and not lose points with her because of what my major is.

I watched "Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter" today, and it looked like some crappy NDtv sketch. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0IblzBerSFk See?

I was walking down God Quad the other day and this old man was yelling at his granddaughter (kidnap victim?) saying, "I said you could pick up three pinecones! Four is one more than I told you that you could pick up!!!!!!" I had to try really hard, probably for the safety of the child, to not laugh.

My friend Joe gave me the nickname "Brennaissance Man" because I do a lot of random bit parts in the NDtv show he does. I also had to be twirled in a million circles by Javi today. It was an interresting afternoon.

Life is pretty grand.

What's new in your life?

Well, I started wearing perfume again, and I'm smelling so good.

For the past 48 hours

Dear any boy who ever tries to get me to leave my boyfriend for you or just tries to get me to date them in general:
talking in text and internet lingo will automatically take whatever chance you had and immediately stick a negative sign infront of it. I'm a fan of being with boys who have passed fourth grade English.


Today, I have been trying to let Westy down easily. These are my fav things that have come from this endless line of questioning:

"I didnt compromise anythin did i"

"Can we talk about this tomorrow?"
"whenever its good 4 u.....[3 hours later] when is ok w u"

"So did u feel the same or just in the moment"
"I would say just in the moment. I try to make it a habit not to like people when I'm dating someone. Like now. It's courtesy."
"So do u still like me"
"I am dating someone......."

"i am just scared that you will b upset"

"any potential feelings 4 me lol"
"I don't foresee breaking up with my boyfriend anytime soon plus I live in Indiana"

And all of the times he apologized or spelled something wrong. Fun-tastic.