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i feel so unprepared for my trip, but surprisingly i have packed most things. i am going insane with the cd burning. i burned two more mix cds. and here they are: EURO TRIP MIX CD NUMBER ONE (the happy mix) - right here right now (fatboy slim) - too good to be true (lauryn hill) - can't get you out of my head (flaming lips version) - BOB (outkast) - boss of me - hatfield 1980 (everything but the girl) - baby did a bad bad thing (chris issac) - el tango de roxanne - good vibrations (beach boys) - one drop (bob marley) - when it's over (sugar ray) EURO TRIP MIX CD NUMBER TWO (the saddy mix) - how to fight the lonliness - across the universe (fiona apple version) - leave (rem and radiohead) - complain de la butte (rufus wainwright) - the background (third eye blind) - yellow (coldplay) - because (elliott smith) - the last laugh of laughter (travis) - wishlist (pearl jam) - see you soon (coldplay) - somewhere over the rainbow/what a wonderful world - get gone (fiona apple) - spitting in the wind (badly drawn boy) last night going through all my old mp3s, i remembered how the music fit my mood so much when i had first heard it. that's what i love about music, it's like the music knows what your life will be like and draws you in. life imitating music. i am probably not explaining this very well. but trust me, it's semi amazing. another thing i love about music... when you're so hot that you're sweating. you start listening to a song that's so beautiful it gives you chills. one of the best feelings in the world. anyway... i have lots to write about, since i work two jobs now (have i mentioned this before?). i mean it's only been 3 days now, and tomorrow is my last day at the second job, but it's kept me really busy. i hardly get any sleep because i'm burning cds and packing at night. i go to one job from 8am-2pm then second job from 3pm-8:15pm. LONG DAY. the morning job is this data entry job, at this one place i used to temp. i'm in a room with a bunch of guys. it's very strange being there. the first day i was there, this guy farted and it was so nasty. but luckily they haven't been as disgusting since. there's this one guy that mumbles and reads the onion. he also has fucked up teeth. he came in today with a shaved head. this scared the indian guy. then there's super nosey/super nice guy. he remembers EVERYTHING i tell him and told me to "drive safely." i have never had anyone i don't know well, tell me to drive safely. what an odd thing to say to a stranger. anyway, all of them besides the mumbler have girlfriends. i know this because they all call their girlfriends and say, "i love you, i miss you." anyway, tomorrow is my last day. |
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