Alicia's Journal

Simday 10 (Age 31)

I'm not sure if this is much better, but I really needed something to wash Tom out of my head (and my sheets), so I invited Leo over. It wasn't a booty call per se, but even though I wasn't expecting much I was surprised at how much we still click, all these years after mild flirting in college.


Simday 9 (Age 30)

Oh, geez. I've really done it now. I've tried to stay away from Tom ever since you-know-what went down, but today he came over and was all lurking outside my yard, so I thought, what the hell, maybe I can put him to some use, so I made him clean the house while I sat at the counter and read a romance novel. But he was so earnest and maybe the trashy book was getting to me, and so, well, I totally didn't mean for this to happen, but you've all seen the porno with the handyman, right? That's kind of what happened.

Ugh. I feel really dirty right about now.


Simday 5 (Age 26)


I haven't been able to sleep well, feeling guilty about what went down with Tom, so I was outside when Clarisse walked by tonight. I apologized to her, face to face, and the amazing thing is that I think she forgave me. She really is more mature than I've ever given her credit for, or maybe she's grown a lot.

I still feel bad about letting it all happen, but she seems to understand that Tom has some issues that need to be straightened out. For her sake, I hope he does. And on my part, I've realized that having friends means a lot more to me than I thought it did, so I'm going to try to take better care of my relationships—all of them—from now on.


Simday 4 (Age 25)

I'm in trouble. To be honest, I knew Tom was flirting with me, but my style is usually to just roll with things as they happen. But today Clarisse caught us together, and even though it wasn't anything super bad, I knew that what we were doing, or at least where it was headed, was wrong.

I feel so bad for Clarisse. She's always been an innocent girl, and I can't imagine how she feels right now. The worst part is that even after she ran off, Tom still tried to put the moves on me. What a sleaze. And I feel terrible that he apparently thinks I'm the kind of girl that's okay with this whole situation. I mean, what does that say about me?


Simday 2 (Age 23)

That guy Tom invited me over to his place for lunch today. I've been feeling weirdly nostalgic for college anyway, so I went. He's trying to become a pro tennis player, just starting out on the circuit. He suggested we work out together sometime, which sounds pretty cool to me.



Senior year, second semester

Zoom, zoom. I'm outta here! I'm surprised to admit this, but I felt a teensy bit sad saying goodbye to the girls, even though we're all moving out to the same STREET. I guess things won't ever be the same once we're living in our separate houses.



Senior year, first semester (repeat)

So a bunch of us went on academic probation last semester (what can I say? We all got senioritis), leaving Mags, June (of course) and Clarisse are the only girls to graduate on time.

So good Lord, Clarisse. I'm the one on AP but you're the one jumping on the couches like a five-year-old. Calm down, will ya?


Senior year, first semester

In my ongoing battle against the bulge, I've taken up yoga. It's quite zen to do it under our big tree in the side yard, especially now that it's fall again and the leaves are turning a beautiful gold.





Junior year, second semester


Finally! Summer's here and we've been dying to hit the pool. Today I went with Magdalena, Angelique and Lissa. Mags, of course, has managed to stay skinny all year, but the rest of us have got winter weight to get rid of!



Junior year, first semester

The coffeehouse in the student center has a little stage set up for open mic. The other night I went over by myself to play around on the guitar. I didn't do it for tips (yet); I was just messing around. It was nice to get away from the dorm on my own for a while—don't get me wrong, the other girls and I are actually getting along pretty great, but sometimes I still need a change of scenery, you know?


Sophomore year, second semester

Erica threw all of us a great party last semester, so I decided to return the favor and give her a friendly word of advice. I know she's been feeling a little bit ostracized by the rest of us lately, so I took her out to the back patio and tried to explain it to her. Judging by the way she looked at me (and they way she was still dressed), I'm not sure if she got it.


Sophomore year, first semester

OH NO! I got the Freshman 15!








Freshman year, second semester

The girl in the room next to mine, Clarisse, seems like a really fun girl, but she is homesick like crazy. I feel kinda bad for her, so I've been trying to tell her that she is definitely gonna make new best friends with the people here.

Besides, my life philosophy is all about looking forward, and never looking back. This is the perfect place to practice that!

Freshman year, first semester

Alright, alright, I know it's a big cliché, but it's true—when we first moved in here, there were a lot of pillow fights.