Megan McCafferty

February 1st, 1993

Thursday, February 1st, 2007

I’m feeling so gross right now. But this hangover is good for me. It means I didn’t puke up my beer and popcorn before collapsing into bed last night. It means I didn’t twist myself over the toilet and into the pathetic perfectionist girl cliche, toothbrush down the throat and all.

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January 14th, 1993

Sunday, January 14th, 2007

I hate

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June 10th, 1993

Saturday, June 10th, 2006

I’m getting my tonsils and adenoids yanked today. In NORMAL adults adenoids simply shrivel up. Oh no! Not mine. MY adenoids stayed right where they are and block 60 percent of my nasal passages. And I don’t even snore.

I’m a walking miracle.

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May 24th, 1993

Wednesday, May 24th, 2006

First we had: The Alternative to Boredom. Then we had: The Rmance. Quickly followed by: The Dumping. And: The Obsessive Alcoholic Moping.

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May 4th, 1993

Thursday, May 4th, 2006

Among the belongings retrieved from my dorm room is a photo taken before a sorority formal I didn’t want to go to.

Who the hell is that girl? And why is she smiling?

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April 30th, 1993

Sunday, April 30th, 2006

The reality has smacked me in the face. I’m never going to see these people again. I don’t know the people who will be my friends next year. I told everyone I’d see them again and I knew I was lying.

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April 2nd, 1993

Sunday, April 2nd, 2006

Tomorrow my transfer application to Columbia will be out of my hands and the waiting game will begin. I spent all weekend working my “personal experience that shaped [my] life” essay. It’s reeeeeeeeeal deep:

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March 23rd, 1993

Thursday, March 23rd, 2006

So I’ve called Columbia, Barnard, University of Chicago and BU for transfer applications. I’ve cried for an hour because I didn’t get this kick in the ass sooner.

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