best meal: new orleans; kevin and kyle, susanna, jackie, katie b., trey,... singing songs and sipping wine. warm bread, candles.
worst meal: late at night, shaking in my coat, standing on the corner with kyle, we bought the only thing we could afford, huddled together and stuffed our faces with something greasy and familiar that left a stain on my shirt and made me sick for three days.
best wine: all of it
best novelty: vibrating toothbrushes ( i dedicated a ranting to this modern wonder)
best advice: just be who you are, never change. thanks, j
best lesson learned: you can move on without having to forget. regret's a bitch, where's my coffee?
worst read: am not particularly enjoying "things fall apart" at the moment.
best purchase: round trip to paris (some day i'll cash it in)
best kept secret: "wait wait, what boy from last night?" - claudia
best bonding experience: stuck in an elevator for three hours with a stranger. lived through a carwreck with kel. venting about dorm life with jacquelyn. months of late nights/early mornings with jason. touring the city with my bro. getting lost with amanda.
best night out: anything that lasts all night with good friends... recent excursions, the night of kelly d's bad dream, the night of the kiss
worst night out: oh yikes. the night of the ghost hunt. my suitemates and i found ourselves lost in some small alabama town that had shut down at 9 pm. i was the only one not drunk and not having been blessed with very good directional skills, i accidently took us to the mississippi border, whoops.
best line: for when the soon-to-be-preacher hits on you at work/study..."you're move, holy man"
worst line: some guy once said "you smell like soap". thanks, i try to bathe regularly.
best outfit: i've got a spiffy new skirt that flows when i move - - makes everything i do seem graceful and elegant.
best shoes: i love my sneakers - -they are the epitome of comfort, completely comforming to my foot. love also my blue and green flip-flops that i wore so much they lost their soles. also, black high-heel strappies that make my legs look snazzy.
worst shoes: killer, toe-eating platforms. i walk like i'm on stilts.
best defining moment: my immense sadness over taco bell late-night window closing 5 mins to 3. faulty advertising, mr. bell
worst defining moment: ew, i actually gave someone the finger in traffic once. not like me at all.
best thing that happened in 2003: new friendships forged. old friendships rekindled. finally old flames died down.
worst thing that happened in 2003: took a nose dive for my tile floor and came away with a black-eye. caused two wrecks (yikes), let people down.