Charlottesvillians

Wahoo's, if you will (I think my next entry will be on the origin of that nickname).
Taking inspiration from a recent blog posted by my good friend "Andy Anthony"--and after recently moving back to the great "city" of Charlottesville--I have decided to write a descriptive blog on the different types of people here.
Now, Charlottesville has been established in the "Commonwealth" of Virginia [quotations are fun] since 1762..sooo ya, she's an old bitch and has seen a fair share of people come and go, political parties thrive and phase out, homes built, torn down, re-built, fashion in's and out's (stonewashed jeans and shoulder pasts...I wish we could just forget the 80's). One of the things I've always noticed about Charlottesville is that there are so many different niches of people. I mean we've got them all.
The yuppy's---
These are the UVA alumnists and your classic overachievers who you would swear are direct descendents of ole TJ by the way they turn their noses up at people. Newsflash: The guy liked to do it with his slaves. He wasn't a god or anything. You can find this niche at barracks road, any home UVA football game, private golf courses, private school's where their children are students. Observe Mrs. Yuppy who has just dropped her kids off at soccer practice in her volvo station wagon, bought by her husband of course because Mrs. Yuppy doesn't work. She went to UVA to get her MRS. degree. Now she is headed to Harris Teeter where everything she buys is fresh and off the top shelf..heaven forbid her best friends Yuppy McYupperson and Yups McGee come over and see generic brand bread in the pantry. She then picks out a bottle of merlot and a 6-pack of yuengling for her husband. Sweet life. not.
Then there's the UVA students---
The niche where you're not cool unless your fratastic or a sorostitute and pay thousands of dollars a semester for for your friends. I only paid $200 a semester for mine so I can make fun of them. Take a look at Mr. FratBoy A UVAstudent walking to class with his shaggy long hair, double-popped polo colar, khakis, and rainbows. If your imagining that it's winter time then add a north face jacket and sperry's. The entire time he's on the phone with his best friend FratBoy B UVAstudent talking about how he hooked up with NiceRack UVAstudent last night and was so obliterated that he didn't even remember until she gave him the play-by-play. He told her he would call her, but he won't...well maybe the next time he's drunk and horny, which will be in approximately 2.5 hours when he gets out of class. Dear Jason, remind me again why you warned me to stay away from frat guys. Dear me, slap yourself for not listening.
ok its 4 in the morning and I'm really tired so

to be continued.....

Nothing is simple

So I wouldn't go as far as to say that I've "hit rock bottom." I mean, I have amazing friends, even though I'm going to be leaving them soon since I'm putting in my two weeks notice tomorrow. I also have amazing family who would love me even if I killed somebody. I have a boyfriend that when things are good they are really good and when they are bad they are really bad and I even so I love him though I don't really think he knows what love is. I have shoes under my feet and a roof over my head..as the song goes. But even so, sometimes I just get down. I wasted my parents money for four years at VCU to not even earn a degree. My credit is screwed up, most likely for the rest of my life.
I always say that you can't live your life on coulda's woulda's shoulda's and that there is no such thing as mistakes but instead lessons learned..but I really wish I could go back. Back to that first semester of college..I would wait to join a sorority until sophomore year and focus on school and getting used to college life. I would never have gotten that student credit card. So many things would be different now but I would still want Ryan as my boyfriend and the friends that I have now in my life. I mean in the past year I have met some truly amazing people. Who would have thought that two roomates I found on craigslist would become two of my best friends? and that the people I call "co-workers" would in a two month period become the people who know me better than anyone.
But I can't go back and so I turn another chapter in my life and move forward instead of dwelling (now that I've gotten it off my chest).
Things to do:
Find job in cville area
save money to move out of parents house
Figure out what I want to be when I grow up (Vampire Slayer?)
Try to work things out with Ryan
I'm also going to try to blog more often. I forget how much I love to write sometimes.

Stay tuned...it's going to be a long night of tears and thoughts so I'll probably write again later.

Current obsession:
Kenny Chesney and Dave matthews Song "I'm Alive"

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