Yes, I know that was sorta outdated but I haven't been reading blogs very much lately.

From Chris' blog:

Thursday, September 12, 2002
odd, my word is held to a value by people who still believe in me. they refuel my own faith in myself, remind me that i need to clean off the grime of this postmodern angst styled life and find myself again, clean and white, like eidelweiss, sparkling in the morning sun. thank you diane.

What happened was that when I visited RM, only on the first day of school, I checked up on him. Now, awhile ago he had promised me that he'd stop smoking, cold turkey. Which is hard, allegedly, but he promised anyway. Once, he broke that promise and I continually slapped him for like a minute or so. Hard. Ok, so I'm visiting RM and I see him again. And find out that he broke the promise AGAIN. And AGAIN I slap him around. I want him to keep his promise, I want him to stop smoking.

I'm glad that it seems that it had a positive effect on him. And, yes, Chris, I do believe in you. That's why I even bother holding you to your promise.

It has been decided. The fish is named Pharaoh!

I can't decide on a name for my goldfish. Any ideas?

On a lighter note, according to rumors, I'm going out with Dan. He and I, as well as his and my roommates, laugh about it. We're playing along sorta. Jokingly, of course, John. Dan's no threat. And no, we don't do anything. We just say stuff like 'Oh, you know, because of so and so I don't think I can go out with you anymore,' to eachother.

At first upon hearing these rumors I was like, flustered. It didn't really bother me too much cause it was all it was, rumor. I'm going out with John and it was weird, but I was mostly concerned about making Dan feel awkward. Cause he's great to be friends with. But we talked about it today and we're both cool.

So, bye bye, Diana0284. Or soon-to-be-so. If you want to keep in touch, you'd better email me or IM me or call me or something. Or you won't carry over when I move on once and for all.

Hello. Dan's here. He plays tennis. He's a pig -- eats and sleeps all day. Ok. Bye.

On a lighter note, I watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles the movie, today. Heheh. Yesterday, it was The Last Mohican. I really enjoy dorm life.

John seems a bit more... I don't know the correct word, lonely seems closest, but yet not quite it... as of late. He's always going on about how he wishes I was there with him, that he was here with me, etc. etc. He never really used to do that. It's beginning to worry me. Does he think we're becoming distant? I don't think it's that. I think it's more like we're getting used to independence from eachother. You have no idea how it was like over the summer. We were always together. Now, it's that we each have our own thing. We're not getting distant, not in my opinion. I just think that we do have lives separate from 'us.'

I think he just needs to remember that I do love him. And I always will. I don't need to be next to him to feel this way. Because I do love him.

Jaded. I don't know. I've lost respect for a certain someone, but that's a complex story.

On another note... sometimes I wonder if I take things less seriously than most people do. A friend here is constantly stressing over work while I'm always relaxed, even when it piles up. I'm like, 'Well, it will get done sooner or later. I will get it done, in the end. So why stress?' And then another friend is all.. I don't know the word for it.. about dressing up, not how she usually does, for a dance. And I dunno. I'm just like, 'It's friggen getting dressed up! Stop overdramatizing!' But, is it overdramatizing? Identity is important, and if you're pretending to be something you're not... But I don't think that's it. Not when you wear different clothes. If a different way of acting goes along with the change in wardrobe, yes, then it's time to get upset. But simply wearing different clothes, no.

My roommate commented to me... damnit. Now I feel I have to censor. My blog is no longer really a place where I can just relate how I feel and stuff. For this, I feel sad.

I was reading Tara's blog and while I laughed some and felt happy, I also ended up wishing that I was there. I really wanted to be there and seeing her and everything. It wasn't because things here aren't as good as it is up there -- I love going to the University of Maryland College Park. I love the people I've met and gotten to know. It was just that it was Tara. I miss her. And then by extension I think of everyone else I knew at RM who are now spread across the country. I thought of David and I miss him. I thought of Ben and I miss him. Amy. Jess. Kenny. I know Kenny goes here but we don't really talk anymore online, nevermind in person. I miss highschool. And drama. I wish everyone was still here with me.

See. It's finally hitting me.

Can I say that, damn, it's hard to keep this thing updated during college. What can I say, I have better things to do!

If you find yourself missing me too much though, here's contact info:
3117 Queen Anne's Hall
University of Maryland College Park
College Park, MD 20742

301-314-4155
ryoko_84@yahoo.com
screenname: diana0284

RIP: Kenny
He dropped off the face of the Earth.

At least in Diane world.

Too bad.