Alexis's journal

Hey, sorry I know I've neglected this site, but hopefully I will be able to log on more often now that I have easy access to a computer. But onto to my chosen topic, college. Today is my first day of classes, and I found out that I love college. It's so different than high school. I have all the responsibility, and that's all I've ever wanted. Mostly anyway. I'm majoring in Forensic Chemistry. It's not too much work as of late, but I know that will change quite quickly. Anyway, I just thought that I would let eveyone know what's going on in my life and I hope you will let me know what's going on in yours. feel free to e-mail me, and I will get back to you.

Sorry that i haven't been on in awhile. I don't have the internet at my house, and i'm busy trying to pay for my college education. I just wanted to touch base with everyone, and say hi again. I'm gonna try to get on this site more often, and once i go to college, or get the internet at my house, i might be able to do just that. So, if there's anything new going on in your lives, and you're up to sharing, please let me know. I really do want to stay involved with this site. Thanks for the patience, and sorry again for not logging on that often.

Today i was talking to my brother as he played chess on the internet. He was talking to some guy from saudi arabia, i think, and once my brother told him that i pulled him away from the computer, this guy had tons of questions about me. If i was pretty, how tall i am, my color hair, if i'm skinny, if i'm a virgin, and what my bra size is. Why must people ask those stupid questions? To stop him from continuing to ask my borther those questions we lied and told him i have a boyfreind. The arabian guy than asked how my brother knew that my 'boyfriend' and i hadn't had sex!! If someone could explain the pupose behind these questions i would greatly appreciate it. Or is there no explination, and you shouldn't do it? I would've slapped any guy that i know for asking me my bra size. What makes it ok on the internet, but not in normal everyday etiquette?

Well, for the first part of the subject, i've been a little bummed out since mid-way through June. i'm dissapointed because i had this great opportunity to go to California and attend lectures, and classes, at Stanford University. i didn't get in but the program that would let me stay at Stanford for the 5-week program, has a sub-program that helps me find the scholarships that are best for me. so maybe it was a blessing in disguise. Yet even with this let-down, i'm so totally excited. I'm going to be a senoir in high school in the fall, and i've started to apply for college. What gets me so happy about that is not only will i finally be out of my school (i don't really like the people there), but the first college application i recieved was from Harvard University! They sent me a letter, than they sent me the application. i'm soo happy, because i've always been told that i have to go to college, i've always liked school, and i've wanted to go to an IV League school since i was in the third grade. (no joke, i'm a bit of a nerd. ok, i'm a total nerd) ;) anyway, i just had to get it out since i don't normally see any of my friends in the summer, and it isn't something that normally comes up in e-mails. thanks for listening.

Well, i haven't written anything in a while and i thought that i would. Well, to explain the subject of this journal i just want to say that i'm excited because about a month or so ago i recieved an e-mail about a summer program at Stanford University. i'm happy that my name is out there enough that Stanford has heard of me. i sent in my application March 17 and now i can't wait to hear if i can go to the interview in Cambridge, Mass. I'm just really excited that i have a chance to go. well, i had to say something to someone other than my family so i wrote in here. plus, now i can't get yelled at for being idle, or whatever you guys call it when people don't write or post anything.

Hey. This is really just to remind a friend of mine to call me and that i will be trying to call her. We may need your support. A friend of ours has gone missing and we will need a place to vent. Please, allow us that time. Your help is greatly appreciated.