Below are the 6 most recent journal entries recorded in Jen*'s LiveJournal:

Tuesday, November 6th, 2001
2:15 am	hmm And so what?s to be gained by hating someone or being wary of someone for their race? Everyone has the same organs and the fact that I?m getting into college just because I?m writing Hispanic on my application next to nationality, thereby giving me a whole lot more appeal-Hispanics who want to go to college with good grades are apparently wanted-and that my friend who has the same GPA, but is white is getting rejected, seems an insult. To everyone involved. To me, who I thought I was getting into college because of my scholastic aptitude, and am actually getting in because I?m applying to a school in need of a diverse student body, to my friend, who isn?t getting in because she does not contribute to the diversity, and to the rest of the Hispanics who are looked on as not caring whether they even go to college. I?m not even all Hispanic. I?m Hispanic and WHITE, of all combinations. That?s why I get a bit nervous when I read books declaring that all people of one race need to come together exclusively for unity, and whatever else. I don?t have my own race. I?m a race of my own. I used to think that was really something to be proud of-a brave new kind of generation where since there wouldn?t be a single distinct race that all would be accepted. But no-apparently you?re supposed to pick the race you look most a part of, and adopt it. Because every race has its own smell, sound, ideas, morals, jokes, music, and box on the college application, and you?re either one or another, but not both, or, God forbid, neither. Current Mood: cynical Current Music: Incubus, "Mexico" (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 4th, 2001
2:24 am	About time so it's been like three months hasn't it. Well then. there's been at least one life changing experience and by that i mean nysssa 2001. finally, a purpose. and thank god, because i thought one wouldn't come and i was stuck being a townee and having to be living in (dramatic buildup) ROckland County for the rest of my life. oh god. So right now it;s gung ho modern dance. Meanwhile, i'm tryingto keep my head from jumping of the end of my vertebral column, as i fall hopelessly head over heels. Because you know the minute i do, there goes my sanity and i'm reduced to blubbering idiot status, and people will just have to nod in agreement to whatever i say, because i won't make any sense. Current Mood: indescribable (Comment on this)
Friday, August 3rd, 2001
9:37 am	here i am So yeah. It's like eight thirty in the morning and i'm sitting on the skidmore campus. I'm at Nysssa School of Dance and i've been dancing like a maniac since i got here two weeks ago. Do i love it? Yeah. Am i improving? eh.... but at least i'm havin fun. I love how everyone is realizing major flaws in each other the SECOND week. Alright it's time to run my butt to class. Peace* (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 26th, 2001
11:02 am	Severe Procrastination Yup, so i definitely haven't written in a month. And we all know why. Because i'm way too lazy to simply type the adress into the thing at the top of my compuserve screen (for lack of computer jargon). So today i figured today was finally the day since all of my friends are either at camp or some place without me. All of my theatre freaks started camp today too. ::Sullen and glum::oh well. i'm off to buy tape to prevent me from splitting my foot open at Saratoga Modern this summer. Pleasant something, people. (Comment on this)
Sunday, May 13th, 2001
5:34 pm	It's OVER NOOOOW... It's over now Ok maybe no one didn't get that reference to the 112 song,but it was just in my head so there you go. AP was friday and me and sonya are planning to ceremonially burn our books on the driveway like Ean Gillespie did...But we're gonna use review books unlike Ean who then realized he'd have to pay for his textbook...oh wonderful. Yeah i am most defintely a large dork. And now i can focus on calling the ice cream store that will be my future place of employment so i can proceed to sit open mouthed under the chocolate ice cream dispenser. Good times,good times. (Comment on this)
Friday, May 4th, 2001
4:41 pm	My head is slowly detaching from my neck. 44 red velour,Laura wherever you are. ::picks AP book and throws it across the room:: If May 11 doesn't come quick, Rockland Psychiatric is getting another admittant. You know that feeling where you're reading everything and taking in ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AT ALL? Yeah. And I don't even like European History. If it wasn't for all the damn competition in my school, that class could go to hell in a beautiful red pleather handbasket. Grr. (Comment on this)