Life continues past the months of June, July, and August and so must the counselors of Day Camp.

5.22.2006

Hey boyyyys!


Have a happy one, Larky, but seriously, no more freaking birthdays. May is closed.

17 Comments:

Blogger venessa said...

happy birthday larky!!!!

10:34 AM

 
Blogger Ryan Sears said...

Yeah, close to my birthday buddy.

4:16 PM

 
Blogger Alisa Marie said...

Happy B day to larky! my favorite counselor named after a bird/street.

5:20 PM

 
Blogger Dan Meyer said...

Uf. Now I'm not so keen on hearing your grape poem, Bru. You sure you won contests as a kid?

6:16 PM

 
Blogger Andrea said...

gator got V MARS just in time I get all drugged up tomorrow to get my wisom teeth pulled I have something to look forward to now! thanks!

12:41 AM

 
Blogger Spiffer said...

i don't get it, her eyes still look pretty, even when she's trying to look hideous

9:09 AM

 
Blogger Dan Meyer said...

BWAHAHA! I hope you were reeeeally misquoted, Bru, because I haven't this much fun at lunch since every ethnic group collectively rioted last spring.

Now I'll be the first to say I think Bruin's a real swell gal (and certainly not just because my girlfriend's her biggest fan) but everyone needs to read this piece, in which Bruin basically comes off as too spoiled for My Super Sweet Sixteen.

My favorite bits:

So Bruin did win a $150 poetry contest (nice, Bru!) but laments that the prize is a savings bond. "I would've liked to spend at least some of it on clothes," she says. *snork!*

When asked about her aspirations to law school, she says, "Everybody says I like to argue." *shxx!*

What about her muse? What drives her to pen such heartbreaking verse as "Just now people are starting to understand / So reach out and lend a helping hand. / Help enforce fair housing."? Bruin says, "I mostly do it because they make us do it at school."

Advice for other aspiring tweener poets? "They should look only for contests that give real money."

BWAHAHA! As opposed to the fake stuff?! Thirteen, right? I was a little dork at thirteen, too, so no disrespect there, Bru. I just hope no one captured my vapidity in newsprint like this. Omigosh! I'm crying. Crying!

12:03 PM

 
Blogger Dan Meyer said...

Omigosh ... that Google search is the gift that keeps on giving!

12:05 PM

 
Blogger Ryan Sears said...

I just finished the first one - is this for real? Oh my gosh Julia - - - I cannot BELEIVE it. So good it will most definitely see the light of day again.

6:27 PM

 
Blogger Ryan Sears said...

I would really like to know what you actually said, since you were "misquoted" and "misrepresented" and all.

This is almost TOO good. I wish I could have been along earlier.

6:28 PM

 
Blogger Ryan Sears said...

Ooh, you 'blond bombshell' you. Talk to me about symbolism. What does this rock mean? This one? What about that one? I love symbolism!

6:34 PM

 
Blogger Dr. Love said...

we should have a get together next may for all birthdays + gator's cause his is so close.

happy b day harky larky

7:08 PM

 
Blogger Dan Meyer said...

If you turn off Google's SafeSearch you get Fisher's GayPlanet profile also.

10:29 PM

 
Blogger Ryan Sears said...

I did an interview with a reporter for the school newspaper a little while ago. I didn't get hashed the same way Bru did though. You can find it here.

http://www.dailybruin.ucla.edu/news/articles.asp?ID=35094

It actually made me sad reading your last post Bru and thinking that they just rocked you over. But maybe not all press is good press.

12:18 PM

 
Blogger Dan Meyer said...

Whoa! You medalled in the downhill freestyle?! I can't believe you never told us.

4:15 PM

 
Blogger Alisa Marie said...

shannon, i've never laughed louder then i did reading that...
hehe.
just some dorky psych paper i presented come up with mine.

10:38 PM

 
Blogger Alisa Marie said...

oh, i googled my new name, i just found out that my picture was on the news! and i didn't even know it!

http://www.kget.com/snapshots/story.aspx?content_id=B51A869D-4EFE-44F9-B5ED-3EAF8B4BE87E

10:42 PM

 

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