somehow i think my google results are okay

First, a real conversation from this afternoon--

Mom: Is that you?

Me: Who?

Mom: That girl.

Me: No.

Mom: She looks like you.

Me: Mom, she's black.

Mom: She's wearing sunglasses.

This is what happens when mom looks over my shoulder as I newsfeed-stalk. She can't tell the difference between a news feed and a profile I don't think, so she thinks every item is related to me in some way.

Speaking of facebook and the internet (and the crazy way we live our lives these days), Daphna is very concerned about her google results. When one googles Daphna, the fifth result is her involvement in a facebook group called "Whenever I feel down I listen to the Enormous Penis song and everything's OK"

Daphna

WHAT WILL THE COLLEGES SAY
Clara

haha
Daphna

enormous penis = rejection
Clara

the colleges don't have time for your penises
Daphna

hahahhahaha
idk

they stalk facebook
Clara

seriously
Daphna

they can google my name
Clara

they get SO MANY applications
i feel like they only facebook stalk if they're really super not sure. or bored.
Daphna

although

if i google you

the first thing i get is

clara beyer (clarabellum) on Twitter
its been said i'm a tender spanish lover. also, naked romps lead to jail.
twitter.com/clarabellum - Cached - Similar

Clara

and somehow brown let me in

Daphna

brown might be down with the naked romps. i doubt princeton is down with orgies and enormous penises. they are less chill. they're presbyterian for god's sake.

For god's sake.

Tomorrow is my last real day in Switzerland. I'm going to school to pick up my yearbook, and getting my final shit together. And on Wednesday, I fly to Boston.

This is insane.

In other news, there's an awesome thunderstorm going on right now. I love storms.

This has been a random blog post, brought to you by Clara's tired brain and an excess of date bars.

Love always,

Clara