Birthday....Y'know, I want some cake. I feel cheated. Yes, I have had my pick of sweets, but there's something about a cake that takes days for the whole family to eat that is so awesome....I hope my family gets me one. I was scolded for not telling people about my birthday....but i DID....for the first few hours. Then it just felt like I was asking for congrats, and I hate that feeling, so I stopped. >.< Boo...
Yesterday....was like hell on earth, with a bit of heaven mixed in. I got to eat Akari's (bf's favorite place) with bf and his parents....ooh, I might get to repeat that tomorrow. .....yays.....=_=...I feel rather indebted about things like that.....Anyways, Other good things....Wood Hall was interested and has agreed to let their residents know about the program we're doing, so it's a collaboration~! YAYS! I also started my day with an adventure: I took the bus to my sweetie for the very first time!
So, I had four classes, 3 meetings, two meetings with my soon-to-be adviser, and one session of happiness with bf yesterday. Heehee. Countdowns are great. I started feeling really tired around 8, because I did an all nighter on Sunday evening, and oddly enough, my hall meeting woke me up. We decided lots of great (boring for ya'll) things, and I got to sleep around 1:30 or so. Then I got up today~!
So, today I...slept til 12 30, had a meeting with my Hall Adviser at 1, met with my Eng professor at 2:30-She said I had to take the skeleton of my paper, and totally rewrite it. I have to meet with her at the same time on Thursday to present my new paper. *cries and goes back to the mine of her mind* Then I was late to Jap, so I had less time on my Kanji test, and I FAILED it! I studied for two HOURS on Sunday for it, but it all left my brain before the test. It is NOT fair! I don't do well with tests anymore...I think that's self-pity talking. I just don't try as much. I'm sure that's it. I'll work hard on fixing myself, so please cheer me on! Anyways, after that, we had class, during which I made vocab cards for my wall, and then I met up with bf! Yays! He seemed really tired and out of it...not yay....I got food! yay! Then I got coffee: DOUBLE YAYS!!!! Then I went to Religion class! yay! Then I didn't sit with my freinds....not yay.....my compie got worn down....not yay....I had to leave my friends and go to a yearbook meeting....meh. BUT! On the way, I saw there was a sale at the store, said :what the hell...may as well...: and called my mom and asked if she wanted anything. I ended up buying like 5-7 shirts for my family. *sigh* Then I went to the yearbook meeting, and worked on Post Secrets the whole time. We're doing a program for it. Its fun and kewl. Then we had a publicity meeting, and we'll go to Bali Hai for our end of year banquet. yippee! I continued working on post secrets while we did that. It was really funny and moving, because while I was working, I slowly gained other random ppl that were willing to help, so we're nearly done with the prep work for it. ^_^ Hee hee. Whelp, I have to go buy tons of candy for our scavenger program on Thursday, so that'll be exciting. But because I was mindlessly working on PS stuff, I didn't make the publicity for my hall....so I'm doing that now....but my photoshop froze....*cries and goes back to the mine of her mind* I'm a little fond of that now....heehee. So, bf is snuggling and saying "Mine"....I think that's my signal to get off. Also, thankies Rozy, I loved the birthday shout out when I read it in class today. ^_^ I appreciates it. Also, if it makes you feel better, apparently they bring up canceling it every year. You may not lose it. ....he's kissing my arm now....I really think that's my signal. Talk to ya'll later!
Quote of the Day: "I could pout and make a sad face to get out of it, but I have a limited number of times I can use that card in my lifetime, and I feel like I'd need it for more important things than getting out of underage drinking. With my family history of fighting for no reason, they'd prolly hold to the threat of bodily harm if I don't drink" -The mine of my mind
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
I don't wanna write this damned paper!!
But on a more funny note, with no information as to how I acquired this, a quote to lift my spirits:
"When you were on the edge of unconsciousness, did you nuzzle my breasts with your cheek?"
*he froze*
"Yes...yes I did."
.....*awkward silence*.....
"Oh...Well...That's good to know..."
"When you were on the edge of unconsciousness, did you nuzzle my breasts with your cheek?"
*he froze*
"Yes...yes I did."
.....*awkward silence*.....
"Oh...Well...That's good to know..."
Waaaaah
Today's so pretty!! I wanna play outside!!
On a side note, I woke up WAY too much last night. I nearly got UP at 9 30! That's just plain CRAZY talk on a Sunday. Arrrrgh...Why am I so lazy? *cries* and I have a sneaking suspicion I have two language tests tomorrow....SAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
On a side note, I woke up WAY too much last night. I nearly got UP at 9 30! That's just plain CRAZY talk on a Sunday. Arrrrgh...Why am I so lazy? *cries* and I have a sneaking suspicion I have two language tests tomorrow....SAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Today was fun~!
Faithfully, I shall record the events of today, as we all have promised to do. ^_^
Today, I went to a good deep sleep around 7 am. Yes, 7 am. I blame bf. It's hard to sleep with him....I'm too light of a sleeper. But after that, around 10 am, bf tried to get me up, like we had decided the night before. ....yeah....about that....He didn't turn on music, so of course it was difficult to wake me up. But we got up, and kk called, and told us that she and nugget would be coming up to my room. I panicked! I had clothes EVERYWHERE!!! So while bf went to meet them, I put all my clothes up. When they got here, kk and I hugged. ^///^ Bliss~!
She and nugget used the bathroom (seperately) and we all talked for a bit, and we all listened to some music, and kk whistled along with some of it, and then we left for S&M!
On the way to the car, we saw a chipmunk! It had a ratty, thick, furry, cute tail, and it climbed trees! KEWL~! Then we got to the car, and they gave me presents. Yays~! (For my birthday in two days. kk gave me a strange manga that is oddly enchanting. And nugget gave me an awesome calligraphy type set thingies to practice my kanji with. Wait...now I have no excuses....CURSE YOU NUGGET!!!!! They both made me homemade chocolate chip cookies. It's been so long since anyone's been that nice to me and made me homemade yummies... *sparkly eyes*
Then we got in the car, and were intimidated enough to know not to talk with kk drove. That rule relaxed eventually, and we were all giggling and laughing. When we got to S&M I was told about the new police, and how we needed someone to come get us. I wanted to surprise Rozy....But, in the name of legalities, I called her to come find us. We hugged. ^\\\^ Bliss~! Then we went up to her room and hall to check it out. Her room was suited to her incredibly well. There were dragons and anime everywhere!! She had so much....*drools* she even let me borrow some of it. Yays~! Then we checked out the lounges, ran into Mama, who helped us contact TJ, who we then met up with. He was on his way out though, so we had to say bye byes really soon. But then we all went to eat~! Nummy nummy. ^____^ We had to wait for a while though....it let us all catch up though, so it was kewl. I shared an AMAZING shake with kk and nugget, courtesy of bf, and we all had yummy nummies. Bf graciously paid for my food (because I'm broke) and we went to get bubble tea, in the opposite direction. o.O;;
The bubble tea place was closed....*cries* BUT! we played in a park. kk and nugget play-fought with sticks, and I was commentator. Once, kk came after me for a comment. heehee. What was the absolute most amusing thing was, I watched a kid watch them play, pointed it out to bf, and then the kid went and picked up a stick and a huge lance-size stick for his mom to play against him with! kk and nugget were like "OMGosh! We're bad people!" I'll skip over the incident with Poyo. It drizzled a bit so we came back to the school, checked out the art room and the upstairs, and the big eye of evil in the elevator. Then we parted with rozy, and met up with her again at the mall.
At the mall we looked at anime, then we went and ate dinner. Bf paid for me again...so I made him buy yummy cookies I knew he'd like, with a nummy one for me. Then we went and bought chocolate covered apples that are really expensive, and went to a book store, where I disappeared for an hour. Then we came back together (read: I met back up with them when I was ready) and thought about who had changed the most. I can't really say who has changed the most...I think we've all changed, but we've all stayed the same, so the sides that have changed are inconsequential to the parts of us that we value and see in each other. Rozy had to leave us, and we came back to my campus.
At my campus we looked for kk's brother's brick, but couldn't find it. *sadness* Bf will find it later though, so it's no sweat off my back. ^.^ Heeheehee. Then bf and i walked back to my place and took the bus the rest of the way, but there wasn't a string, so the bus nearly skipped our stop! I had to yell. Poor bf, he cried. ;_; But it was so sweet, it's because he didn't want to say good-bye to the other half of our quartet. I didn't wanna either, but if I keep thinking of how much fun we had, and all the silly things we did together, then I can definitely keep smiling. He has me, and even though I can't make up for the other two, I can certainly distract him. I wonder if I should though....-_- hmmmmm....I think I will. He's crying for the third time now. Love ya'lls, and I already miss all three of you.
Today, I went to a good deep sleep around 7 am. Yes, 7 am. I blame bf. It's hard to sleep with him....I'm too light of a sleeper. But after that, around 10 am, bf tried to get me up, like we had decided the night before. ....yeah....about that....He didn't turn on music, so of course it was difficult to wake me up. But we got up, and kk called, and told us that she and nugget would be coming up to my room. I panicked! I had clothes EVERYWHERE!!! So while bf went to meet them, I put all my clothes up. When they got here, kk and I hugged. ^///^ Bliss~!
She and nugget used the bathroom (seperately) and we all talked for a bit, and we all listened to some music, and kk whistled along with some of it, and then we left for S&M!
On the way to the car, we saw a chipmunk! It had a ratty, thick, furry, cute tail, and it climbed trees! KEWL~! Then we got to the car, and they gave me presents. Yays~! (For my birthday in two days. kk gave me a strange manga that is oddly enchanting. And nugget gave me an awesome calligraphy type set thingies to practice my kanji with. Wait...now I have no excuses....CURSE YOU NUGGET!!!!! They both made me homemade chocolate chip cookies. It's been so long since anyone's been that nice to me and made me homemade yummies... *sparkly eyes*
Then we got in the car, and were intimidated enough to know not to talk with kk drove. That rule relaxed eventually, and we were all giggling and laughing. When we got to S&M I was told about the new police, and how we needed someone to come get us. I wanted to surprise Rozy....But, in the name of legalities, I called her to come find us. We hugged. ^\\\^ Bliss~! Then we went up to her room and hall to check it out. Her room was suited to her incredibly well. There were dragons and anime everywhere!! She had so much....*drools* she even let me borrow some of it. Yays~! Then we checked out the lounges, ran into Mama, who helped us contact TJ, who we then met up with. He was on his way out though, so we had to say bye byes really soon. But then we all went to eat~! Nummy nummy. ^____^ We had to wait for a while though....it let us all catch up though, so it was kewl. I shared an AMAZING shake with kk and nugget, courtesy of bf, and we all had yummy nummies. Bf graciously paid for my food (because I'm broke) and we went to get bubble tea, in the opposite direction. o.O;;
The bubble tea place was closed....*cries* BUT! we played in a park. kk and nugget play-fought with sticks, and I was commentator. Once, kk came after me for a comment. heehee. What was the absolute most amusing thing was, I watched a kid watch them play, pointed it out to bf, and then the kid went and picked up a stick and a huge lance-size stick for his mom to play against him with! kk and nugget were like "OMGosh! We're bad people!" I'll skip over the incident with Poyo. It drizzled a bit so we came back to the school, checked out the art room and the upstairs, and the big eye of evil in the elevator. Then we parted with rozy, and met up with her again at the mall.
At the mall we looked at anime, then we went and ate dinner. Bf paid for me again...so I made him buy yummy cookies I knew he'd like, with a nummy one for me. Then we went and bought chocolate covered apples that are really expensive, and went to a book store, where I disappeared for an hour. Then we came back together (read: I met back up with them when I was ready) and thought about who had changed the most. I can't really say who has changed the most...I think we've all changed, but we've all stayed the same, so the sides that have changed are inconsequential to the parts of us that we value and see in each other. Rozy had to leave us, and we came back to my campus.
At my campus we looked for kk's brother's brick, but couldn't find it. *sadness* Bf will find it later though, so it's no sweat off my back. ^.^ Heeheehee. Then bf and i walked back to my place and took the bus the rest of the way, but there wasn't a string, so the bus nearly skipped our stop! I had to yell. Poor bf, he cried. ;_; But it was so sweet, it's because he didn't want to say good-bye to the other half of our quartet. I didn't wanna either, but if I keep thinking of how much fun we had, and all the silly things we did together, then I can definitely keep smiling. He has me, and even though I can't make up for the other two, I can certainly distract him. I wonder if I should though....-_- hmmmmm....I think I will. He's crying for the third time now. Love ya'lls, and I already miss all three of you.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Pheeeew
So, short list of things I did today:
-Gave up my compie to the ITS of College
-Picked up board games from IRC for my hall's Rainy Day Games Event
-Picked up a yummy salad for lunch before returning to my hall with E
-Hosted the Event with only one other member being there the entire time. Everyone else was in and out.
-Went to eat with bf...the only time I had with him today....even though I called him at like 2...*cries* I wanted him to be the first person I talked to today, but that didn't work out...
-Went at 7 to IRC meeting...we had elections....I got out at 12...
-Came home, talked with bf, (caught a ride home, actually. YAYS!) took a shower, thought of bf, and missed him....
-Should be doing hw....yeah....about that....
-Sent a good amount of emails out, but have yet to do that hw....
I didn't even have class today. Isn't that bad? I didn't have class, but I am still so exhausted. I need some BREAKS~! I take on alot. I don't feel like I take on too much, just alot. It'd be nice if I didn't have to deal with English though. It's not the English I thought it was. It's all about academic papers, no room for creativity. *cries*
Also, I think about bf alot...it worries me. I think about things that we've done, and I want to do again, and I think of how he would enjoy this, or that, and things like that. I want him to experience everything with me, and I want him to want to do them too. I'm becoming ridiculously attached to him!! How am I going to survive a year in Japan without him if I don't keep some sort of barrier up? 0_0 I think I'm screwed.
I'm not sure if I like this video or not, but it has the song I wanted to hear:
-Gave up my compie to the ITS of College
-Picked up board games from IRC for my hall's Rainy Day Games Event
-Picked up a yummy salad for lunch before returning to my hall with E
-Hosted the Event with only one other member being there the entire time. Everyone else was in and out.
-Went to eat with bf...the only time I had with him today....even though I called him at like 2...*cries* I wanted him to be the first person I talked to today, but that didn't work out...
-Went at 7 to IRC meeting...we had elections....I got out at 12...
-Came home, talked with bf, (caught a ride home, actually. YAYS!) took a shower, thought of bf, and missed him....
-Should be doing hw....yeah....about that....
-Sent a good amount of emails out, but have yet to do that hw....
I didn't even have class today. Isn't that bad? I didn't have class, but I am still so exhausted. I need some BREAKS~! I take on alot. I don't feel like I take on too much, just alot. It'd be nice if I didn't have to deal with English though. It's not the English I thought it was. It's all about academic papers, no room for creativity. *cries*
Also, I think about bf alot...it worries me. I think about things that we've done, and I want to do again, and I think of how he would enjoy this, or that, and things like that. I want him to experience everything with me, and I want him to want to do them too. I'm becoming ridiculously attached to him!! How am I going to survive a year in Japan without him if I don't keep some sort of barrier up? 0_0 I think I'm screwed.
I'm not sure if I like this video or not, but it has the song I wanted to hear:
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
I feel like there's this ebb and flow that keeps my feelings contrary to bf's....
=_= So sad...just as he gets optimistic, I get pessimistic. I'm not doing all that great. But I'm not doing all that badly. I suppose I'm just a little shaken up? This is why I'm shaken up:
I took the bus back to my room by myself. It wasn't late, it was only around 8:30 pm. There's this 'assistant driver' type person that stands with the driver after it gets dark most days, and I normally smile and nod to him, sometimes talk with him a bit. He reminds me of my brother. He has this....aura, that reminds me of Bubba, my brother, but that...aura is like....=_=;; (This is politically incorrect) the aura of a retarded person. So I feel little to no danger from those types of people, even if I'm uncomfortable with them. (They tend to be big and strong and able to beat me if I were to fight them) Well, tonight, he stopped me as I was getting on, and said "You know, you have the MOST beautiful hair I've ever seen." I was a little flattered, and I had just been talking to two strangers, so I was already in an open mood, so I stood and talked for a little, and when someone near us moved his bag so I could sit down, I did. The bus driver got off the bus, and went off somewhere for a minute, and the guy got closer. He was all "Aww, You know I'm just flirting with you" and I took it as a joke, and said "Just as long as my boyfriend doesn't find out" (I WAS NOT SERIOUS!) He looked around and asked "So where IS he tonight?" and I was all "He's having dinner with his parents." and we continued to talk a bit, but he kept looking at me oddly. Like....appraisingly. I was unsettled, but it doesn't particularly bother me to be stared at a bit. My freinds do enough of it. But then the guy reached over and took my hand! I was so shocked, I couldn't react. Then he patted it and let go, and I looked at him like "Why the hell...?" and he said "I'm fine, I'm fine." And he stared at me again. I was totally uncomfortable now. But I didn't know what to do, and I didn't have time to react when he reached over and took my hand again. He let it go really fast again, and this time I stared at him and asked him, "Are you okay?" He said he was fine, and then he reached over and put his hand over mine again. He let it rest there and I stared at it. I honestly could not think of anything but like "I can't jerk my hand away, that makes it seem like I find him repulsive and hated. I want him to let go. Why is he doing this? Why won't he stop? If I move my hand, will he grab it tighter? Can I move my hand?" And then the bus driver came near, and he let me go. I left my hand there for another minute, to make sure he didn't think I was trying to hide my hands from him (my hands had been resting on my bookbag, over the water bottles to be sure I didn't lose them) and then I moved my hand quietly under my bookbag and wiped it on my jeans, and tried to keep it there. But on a bus, the bookbag tends to move, and so I ended up leaving my hand back where it had been originally until time for me to get off.
Other stuff happened, but not in relation to this event or person. I know ya'll are prolly thinking "What the hell Jme! Don't be worried about hurting his feelings! He doesn't have the right, blah blah blah." But I really think he was just socially awkward, and even though he was trying to hit on me, I would rather he pick someone more receptive. I don't hate him for it. I'm fully happy in my relationship. I just....don't like the idea of bluntly telling a guy with mental issues to fuck off.
When I got back to my room, I could still feel his hand on mine, and I really was freaked out a bit. I tried to call bf, but it didn't go through, so I IMed him. He didn't answer. So, I did the best possible thing. I called my mom. When I told her what happened she said "You were prolly right. He prolly is retarded, and the reason he withdrew his hand was because he knew he was doing stuff he wasn't supposed to. You're like me; you're open and freindly, and you won't look down and ignore people around you. But you've gotta be careful, that's how they get you. You think they're harmless, and the sweetest things, and they will PICK YOU AND TOTE YOUR ASS OFF!!! You need to be more careful." I agreed with her (not about the toting me off part, but...I'd rather be safe than doubt her wisdom right now) and when I told her I couldn't get the feel of his hand off mine, she told me to wash it. I told her I didn't want to do that, because I might scrub the skin off. But she made me feel better about it, a little.
I think the thing that bothers me most about it, is that I just sat there and let it happen. And so did all the other people on the bus. They actually sat there and stared. I even KNEW some of them! Not like 'freinds' knew, but at least 'aquaintance' knew. I was totally in shock. It floored me that he felt he could just touch me. I don't like to be touched! I HATE it if I didn't give the okay prior to that! I felt betrayed in a way, and I want to avoid the buses from now on. And the whole time, I was thinking of bf, and near tears. I wasn't embarrassed exactly, but I felt a little bit like I had betrayed him as well. When I said "As long as my bf doesn't find out." i was KIDDING! I tell bf just about EVERYTHING! And I still feel betrayed and like I betrayed him.... ;_; Why did that guy have to touch me? Can't he just....not do that shit???
I told mom that i didn't want to take the bus by myself anymore, and she said she didn't blame me. I don't think I can avoid it without being obvious about it though, and mom said "So what? Be obvious. That way he knows not to do it again." I feel like that's the right thing to do, but I don't want to hurt that man's feelings in such a blunt, "I hate you for what you did" way....>.< Argh...I hate my feelings sometimes.
Now I'm feeling queasy and unwell. I keep thinking about that man, and I hate it. I want someone to hold me and tell me it's okay. I know it's my own fault, but I still don't want it to be.
I took the bus back to my room by myself. It wasn't late, it was only around 8:30 pm. There's this 'assistant driver' type person that stands with the driver after it gets dark most days, and I normally smile and nod to him, sometimes talk with him a bit. He reminds me of my brother. He has this....aura, that reminds me of Bubba, my brother, but that...aura is like....=_=;; (This is politically incorrect) the aura of a retarded person. So I feel little to no danger from those types of people, even if I'm uncomfortable with them. (They tend to be big and strong and able to beat me if I were to fight them) Well, tonight, he stopped me as I was getting on, and said "You know, you have the MOST beautiful hair I've ever seen." I was a little flattered, and I had just been talking to two strangers, so I was already in an open mood, so I stood and talked for a little, and when someone near us moved his bag so I could sit down, I did. The bus driver got off the bus, and went off somewhere for a minute, and the guy got closer. He was all "Aww, You know I'm just flirting with you" and I took it as a joke, and said "Just as long as my boyfriend doesn't find out" (I WAS NOT SERIOUS!) He looked around and asked "So where IS he tonight?" and I was all "He's having dinner with his parents." and we continued to talk a bit, but he kept looking at me oddly. Like....appraisingly. I was unsettled, but it doesn't particularly bother me to be stared at a bit. My freinds do enough of it. But then the guy reached over and took my hand! I was so shocked, I couldn't react. Then he patted it and let go, and I looked at him like "Why the hell...?" and he said "I'm fine, I'm fine." And he stared at me again. I was totally uncomfortable now. But I didn't know what to do, and I didn't have time to react when he reached over and took my hand again. He let it go really fast again, and this time I stared at him and asked him, "Are you okay?" He said he was fine, and then he reached over and put his hand over mine again. He let it rest there and I stared at it. I honestly could not think of anything but like "I can't jerk my hand away, that makes it seem like I find him repulsive and hated. I want him to let go. Why is he doing this? Why won't he stop? If I move my hand, will he grab it tighter? Can I move my hand?" And then the bus driver came near, and he let me go. I left my hand there for another minute, to make sure he didn't think I was trying to hide my hands from him (my hands had been resting on my bookbag, over the water bottles to be sure I didn't lose them) and then I moved my hand quietly under my bookbag and wiped it on my jeans, and tried to keep it there. But on a bus, the bookbag tends to move, and so I ended up leaving my hand back where it had been originally until time for me to get off.
Other stuff happened, but not in relation to this event or person. I know ya'll are prolly thinking "What the hell Jme! Don't be worried about hurting his feelings! He doesn't have the right, blah blah blah." But I really think he was just socially awkward, and even though he was trying to hit on me, I would rather he pick someone more receptive. I don't hate him for it. I'm fully happy in my relationship. I just....don't like the idea of bluntly telling a guy with mental issues to fuck off.
When I got back to my room, I could still feel his hand on mine, and I really was freaked out a bit. I tried to call bf, but it didn't go through, so I IMed him. He didn't answer. So, I did the best possible thing. I called my mom. When I told her what happened she said "You were prolly right. He prolly is retarded, and the reason he withdrew his hand was because he knew he was doing stuff he wasn't supposed to. You're like me; you're open and freindly, and you won't look down and ignore people around you. But you've gotta be careful, that's how they get you. You think they're harmless, and the sweetest things, and they will PICK YOU AND TOTE YOUR ASS OFF!!! You need to be more careful." I agreed with her (not about the toting me off part, but...I'd rather be safe than doubt her wisdom right now) and when I told her I couldn't get the feel of his hand off mine, she told me to wash it. I told her I didn't want to do that, because I might scrub the skin off. But she made me feel better about it, a little.
I think the thing that bothers me most about it, is that I just sat there and let it happen. And so did all the other people on the bus. They actually sat there and stared. I even KNEW some of them! Not like 'freinds' knew, but at least 'aquaintance' knew. I was totally in shock. It floored me that he felt he could just touch me. I don't like to be touched! I HATE it if I didn't give the okay prior to that! I felt betrayed in a way, and I want to avoid the buses from now on. And the whole time, I was thinking of bf, and near tears. I wasn't embarrassed exactly, but I felt a little bit like I had betrayed him as well. When I said "As long as my bf doesn't find out." i was KIDDING! I tell bf just about EVERYTHING! And I still feel betrayed and like I betrayed him.... ;_; Why did that guy have to touch me? Can't he just....not do that shit???
I told mom that i didn't want to take the bus by myself anymore, and she said she didn't blame me. I don't think I can avoid it without being obvious about it though, and mom said "So what? Be obvious. That way he knows not to do it again." I feel like that's the right thing to do, but I don't want to hurt that man's feelings in such a blunt, "I hate you for what you did" way....>.< Argh...I hate my feelings sometimes.
Now I'm feeling queasy and unwell. I keep thinking about that man, and I hate it. I want someone to hold me and tell me it's okay. I know it's my own fault, but I still don't want it to be.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Augh....can't.....re....sis....t.....it......auuuuugh
BF is wearing the cologne that I cannot resist...Whhhyyyyyyy???? He hasn't worn it in so long, I have no immunity left against it! It's like sunlight after months of living in a cave! There is no safety! Heeeeeelp!!!
Poison
So, I've deliberately left out/taken out some words/paragraphs/things that I felt were detrimental to my relationships from my blogs, and written them elsewhere. I thought that as long as I let it out, I would be okay, and it would not bother anyone else. Well....the poisonous barbs stayed inside, morphed into a newer, less potent poison, and then burst out to strike my friend tonight. >.< I only hope that freind is alright...I let out a lot. *sigh*
On another note, it's very refreshing walking home at three in the morning. I'm tired and going to sleep now. I don't have any defenses right now, and I'm not sure I can build any up before I start back into the school week in a few hours.
"I love your cute, cuddly, sweet side. I also love your mad-as-hell, can kick the shit out you side. But your manipulative side that can use my fears and weaknesses against me (but never has) scares the living shit out of me."
On another note, it's very refreshing walking home at three in the morning. I'm tired and going to sleep now. I don't have any defenses right now, and I'm not sure I can build any up before I start back into the school week in a few hours.
"I love your cute, cuddly, sweet side. I also love your mad-as-hell, can kick the shit out you side. But your manipulative side that can use my fears and weaknesses against me (but never has) scares the living shit out of me."
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Updates, updates....
Hm. So, I don't really know what to type. A ton of stuff has happened. I guess....I'll type as I remember it?
-Thursday, we had the international food day event, and we wrapped up after an hour and half. I was only there after the first hour, since I had class, but I helped prepare everything beforehand. It turned out well, even though I didn't get any sushi and the food I got was mostly leftovers. I felt bad for bf though. He needed more food than that. So during our hours long meeting, when we were listening to ppl present their platforms for the coming elections (don't ask me, I don't know) I sent him out to eat. He wasn't gone too long. But during that same meeting, I got reprimanded for my PDA....I was stroking his hair, and occasionally resting my head on his shoulder....*sigh* I don't know the meaning of PDA anymore.... Friday, I painted my breast cast in the 'natural' way. I added areolas and a tattoo, and everything, even though they're inaccurate. I did it on purpose. I don't want people to REALLY know what's under my clothes! But someone still pitched a fit when I showed up with it in tow, showing because it was still wet, and I came straight from painting it. I only did that because they said they needed the help! Goodness. It upset me. The Sex Fair was fairly successful. I had a TON of people fill out my survey, and one of the questions was really worded badly. I shoulda fixed it, but no one really cared about those, right? I made it up in ten minutes for goodness sake. I had a lot of friends show up, and afterward went to eat, then watched a movie with bf. Valkyrie. It was interesting, but not really....my type. After that....I think bf and I came back and played chess? Not sure. Hm. Have you ever watched water drip down your hair onto your skin? It's rather fascinating. The water just builds up til it can't stand the gravity anymore, and it comes rushing down.over and over and over again. Meh.
Today was interesting. I woke up to a call from my mom, telling me that my kittie had kittens~! Under Papa's shed....*cry* I wanted her to have them in my room....I guess that was too egotistical of me. She had four~! I'll wait to give more information until I visit home and see them. Mom's been looking for a car for me, and she found one that suited me alot. Then she found the exact same one except for the color, for two thousand dollars cheaper. I'm not sure what's happening with all that. I don't really care anymore. I just want to get it over with. I wish they wouldn't take all the stuff they give me away from me at the drop of a hat though. sorry, old angers are stirring up with the whole money issue. I'm drop dead broke. I hate being treated when I can't do anything to repay them. After that phone call, I called K to see if she was still up for Priscillas, but she said she had too much homework, so that was out. So I figured firecrotch and bf and I would go ahead and go to Walmart. But at the last minute, A called me and said he was going to hang out at the bookstore for a while. It was one I hadn't been to before, and I totally wanted to, so I called bf and firecrotch and asked if I could. Or I would have, if I could have gotten ahold of bf. But....the phone wouldn't connect us. So I talked with firecrotch and he said it was fine, so I went with A to the bookstore. On the way there, I tried calling bf again, and it went through, and he was upset. Apparently he was only going to Wallyworld to keep me company, but I thought he was going to keep fire company, so I convinced him it was best for him to still go with fire. *sigh* That turned out...well. Anyways, I got to the book store, and it had so many updated books~! I picked out like 9, and sat down with A to read. We stayed there for a good three hours, just reading. It was bliss. I felt totally refreshed.
And then I came back. I called bf, and we met up to go eat at Akari's with fire, and...bf was pouting. I love when he pouts, but he was actually upset too, which I do NOT like. I couldn't understand it...and apparently, running after him whining "Sweetieeeeeee" is cute, somehow. I felt like a banshee though. We misunderstood each other around this time. It's the second time we've been on different pages this week, and I really don't like it. We ate at the food place, with me finishing last, of course. Then we split up with fire, and went back to my place, where we played chess again. Then we played around for a bit, and cuddled for a bit, and then played for a bit, and then cuddled for a little bit, and he went home. I don't know why, but I was really dissappointed when he went home, but he had said before he didn't get enough sleep, so I didn't want to stop him. I wish he had stayed though. I felt incredibly lonely when he shut the door. I wonder what's wrong with me?
I played with bubbles today~! I love them so much, but I rarely take the time to play with them, because they seem to run out so fast....they're only fun for so long, and they tend to be messy, so I never really play with them much, even though I totally adore bubbles. Which reminds me. I want to play Apples to Apples. No idea why, I just do. I have a ton to do, and actually feel like being productive, so after I eat some fruits from a can, I'm gonna get to work. I love ya'll, and miss hearing about your lives. I hope Rozy and kk are okay flying around by themselves like that. >.< Call me or something to let me know you're safe~!!!
Oh, also. I need to talk with kk. C isn't able to take us to S&M next weekend because he'll be going home. So we need to figure out if there's some place kk can meet us at to pick us up, or if we're gonna forget about it, or what.
-Thursday, we had the international food day event, and we wrapped up after an hour and half. I was only there after the first hour, since I had class, but I helped prepare everything beforehand. It turned out well, even though I didn't get any sushi and the food I got was mostly leftovers. I felt bad for bf though. He needed more food than that. So during our hours long meeting, when we were listening to ppl present their platforms for the coming elections (don't ask me, I don't know) I sent him out to eat. He wasn't gone too long. But during that same meeting, I got reprimanded for my PDA....I was stroking his hair, and occasionally resting my head on his shoulder....*sigh* I don't know the meaning of PDA anymore.... Friday, I painted my breast cast in the 'natural' way. I added areolas and a tattoo, and everything, even though they're inaccurate. I did it on purpose. I don't want people to REALLY know what's under my clothes! But someone still pitched a fit when I showed up with it in tow, showing because it was still wet, and I came straight from painting it. I only did that because they said they needed the help! Goodness. It upset me. The Sex Fair was fairly successful. I had a TON of people fill out my survey, and one of the questions was really worded badly. I shoulda fixed it, but no one really cared about those, right? I made it up in ten minutes for goodness sake. I had a lot of friends show up, and afterward went to eat, then watched a movie with bf. Valkyrie. It was interesting, but not really....my type. After that....I think bf and I came back and played chess? Not sure. Hm. Have you ever watched water drip down your hair onto your skin? It's rather fascinating. The water just builds up til it can't stand the gravity anymore, and it comes rushing down.over and over and over again. Meh.
Today was interesting. I woke up to a call from my mom, telling me that my kittie had kittens~! Under Papa's shed....*cry* I wanted her to have them in my room....I guess that was too egotistical of me. She had four~! I'll wait to give more information until I visit home and see them. Mom's been looking for a car for me, and she found one that suited me alot. Then she found the exact same one except for the color, for two thousand dollars cheaper. I'm not sure what's happening with all that. I don't really care anymore. I just want to get it over with. I wish they wouldn't take all the stuff they give me away from me at the drop of a hat though. sorry, old angers are stirring up with the whole money issue. I'm drop dead broke. I hate being treated when I can't do anything to repay them. After that phone call, I called K to see if she was still up for Priscillas, but she said she had too much homework, so that was out. So I figured firecrotch and bf and I would go ahead and go to Walmart. But at the last minute, A called me and said he was going to hang out at the bookstore for a while. It was one I hadn't been to before, and I totally wanted to, so I called bf and firecrotch and asked if I could. Or I would have, if I could have gotten ahold of bf. But....the phone wouldn't connect us. So I talked with firecrotch and he said it was fine, so I went with A to the bookstore. On the way there, I tried calling bf again, and it went through, and he was upset. Apparently he was only going to Wallyworld to keep me company, but I thought he was going to keep fire company, so I convinced him it was best for him to still go with fire. *sigh* That turned out...well. Anyways, I got to the book store, and it had so many updated books~! I picked out like 9, and sat down with A to read. We stayed there for a good three hours, just reading. It was bliss. I felt totally refreshed.
And then I came back. I called bf, and we met up to go eat at Akari's with fire, and...bf was pouting. I love when he pouts, but he was actually upset too, which I do NOT like. I couldn't understand it...and apparently, running after him whining "Sweetieeeeeee" is cute, somehow. I felt like a banshee though. We misunderstood each other around this time. It's the second time we've been on different pages this week, and I really don't like it. We ate at the food place, with me finishing last, of course. Then we split up with fire, and went back to my place, where we played chess again. Then we played around for a bit, and cuddled for a bit, and then played for a bit, and then cuddled for a little bit, and he went home. I don't know why, but I was really dissappointed when he went home, but he had said before he didn't get enough sleep, so I didn't want to stop him. I wish he had stayed though. I felt incredibly lonely when he shut the door. I wonder what's wrong with me?
I played with bubbles today~! I love them so much, but I rarely take the time to play with them, because they seem to run out so fast....they're only fun for so long, and they tend to be messy, so I never really play with them much, even though I totally adore bubbles. Which reminds me. I want to play Apples to Apples. No idea why, I just do. I have a ton to do, and actually feel like being productive, so after I eat some fruits from a can, I'm gonna get to work. I love ya'll, and miss hearing about your lives. I hope Rozy and kk are okay flying around by themselves like that. >.< Call me or something to let me know you're safe~!!!
Oh, also. I need to talk with kk. C isn't able to take us to S&M next weekend because he'll be going home. So we need to figure out if there's some place kk can meet us at to pick us up, or if we're gonna forget about it, or what.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Hrn
Heh. So, lately I've been trying to keep my blogs shorter and sweeter, and basically less in-depth. O.o....Somehow I got complaints. Therefore, lemme do this like a diary again. ^_^ Sorry, please feel free to ignore me. I do.
Food Today:
-Biscuit
-TONS of pokey stix
-Iced coffee
-Cookie
-Dressing
-Three things of teriyaki ribs (tiny things)
-?Peice of cake?
-_- hrmmmm I think that's it. Oh well. NEXT:
I actually got smiling today. I woke up before my alarm clocks (of course I layed back down and snoozed it they went off, psh.) and still managed to be a little late to meet bf. Wahaaha, when he called me to 'get me up' I was brushing my teeth. That was a pretty cool conversation. lol.
Bf stared at me so intently on the bus this morning! (his bus passed me as I was walking to meet him) He looked just like a baby owl cause he had his glasses on, and his head was the only thing sticking out! >.< SO CUTE!!! Then we walked together to go eat, because he came back for me. heehee. When we ate, I managed a whole biscuit at one time~! So exciting! Then we went to class, and neither of us was late, even though I kept him longer than I usually do.
In spanish, teach was....bleh. Hard to understand, for everyone. In the end, she was like "What's wrong with all of you today? Do you not know how to do this? Is it beyond you?" and I said something to the effect of, "I can't tell what you're asking. I don't know how to answer you." And pretty much the whole class broke out agreeing with me. It made me feel included for once. ^_^
In Japanese, we sang the "Arigatou" song, and filled in the blanks. The lyrics are seriously weird. lol. It's hard to explain, but I learned the word for snuggling and gently decieving in ONE song, so that should tell you just how strange it was.
Then I went to eat, except....I got caught up with this picture survey, which was actually a crusade for christ activity in disguise! O.X I keep walking straight into these things!!!! Make it stop!!!! Then we went and ate lunch, and sweetie had to run back to get his bling'bling on. lol. Then on our way to drop me off, P called me and asked if I could go with someone to get food for our program tomorrow, and I said I could. It seriously cut into the time I had planned to use for English though.
PE was where we began playing doubles, and even though every time I jumped, ran, or stopped quickly I felt like heaving, it was still good, because I had a good partner. I have to change partners next time though! >.<
After that, we quickly went to meet that person, and we went shopping, but she called P without saying a word to me about it, and P ended up having to come help out anyway! What was the point of my going then....-_0;;
I got back, and did....something. I don't remember what, but I only had a few minutes to hug bf before he waltzed off to meet his tutee. (And he did waltz. He has this walk...it's like....cocky, and self-assured, while still being totally in his own private world walk....I love watching it, but I don't particularly like when he walks AWAY from me.....-_-;; Then I checked in with my teacher, who told me to use this time to find sources for my papers. Instead....I read PHD comics. The entire time. I know, I'm horrible. I kept thinking, "I only have ______ minutes left, really I should get started." But I never did. At least I was far enough to report something worthwhile to the teacher. Then bf and I went to watch a new movie~!
The movie's name is Zen, and it was very interesting. Made me want to meditate. Like we did in Japan at that temple that one time. It was exactly the same type room. I was slightly freaked. lol.
After that, it was too late to eat at a dining hall, Jap. Restaurant near my house, or T Student Center, so we went to Gumby's Pizza, and we all got pokey stix. I ate alot of them. But bf ate a ton more than I did. He also left them in my room, so they're fair game now....*evil grin*
After that, we seperated from my freind, and went back to my room, where I made bf brush my hair for a while. I thought it would be nice. It's highly therapeutic for me, and if he likes my hair so much, he should like playing with it, right? *pout* But, sadly, (and I DO mean sadly) that is not the case. He was annoyed with it.
Then he went home, and I waited for his call before taking a shower. I tried to pamper myself, but I just don't like to do it here...it's so much better to pamper myself at home.
Oh, my mom also sent me an email with information about a car, and it looks good, so if we can, I hope we can get that one. I form attachments to things easily, and I already want that car. It's blue, with gray interior, and I could tell mom was thinking of me when she picked it out. Just knowing she was thinking of me makes me want it. I feel pathetic for that flaw in myself.
Quote: ""Agh! Paper cut!"-"Hold still!! Don't move!!" *runs off* "Yes, I'll take one gallon of lemon juice please." *runs back*-"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Yes, burn! BURN MY PRETTY!!!!
Video:
Song that makes me think of bf:
Food Today:
-Biscuit
-TONS of pokey stix
-Iced coffee
-Cookie
-Dressing
-Three things of teriyaki ribs (tiny things)
-?Peice of cake?
-_- hrmmmm I think that's it. Oh well. NEXT:
I actually got smiling today. I woke up before my alarm clocks (of course I layed back down and snoozed it they went off, psh.) and still managed to be a little late to meet bf. Wahaaha, when he called me to 'get me up' I was brushing my teeth. That was a pretty cool conversation. lol.
Bf stared at me so intently on the bus this morning! (his bus passed me as I was walking to meet him) He looked just like a baby owl cause he had his glasses on, and his head was the only thing sticking out! >.< SO CUTE!!! Then we walked together to go eat, because he came back for me. heehee. When we ate, I managed a whole biscuit at one time~! So exciting! Then we went to class, and neither of us was late, even though I kept him longer than I usually do.
In spanish, teach was....bleh. Hard to understand, for everyone. In the end, she was like "What's wrong with all of you today? Do you not know how to do this? Is it beyond you?" and I said something to the effect of, "I can't tell what you're asking. I don't know how to answer you." And pretty much the whole class broke out agreeing with me. It made me feel included for once. ^_^
In Japanese, we sang the "Arigatou" song, and filled in the blanks. The lyrics are seriously weird. lol. It's hard to explain, but I learned the word for snuggling and gently decieving in ONE song, so that should tell you just how strange it was.
Then I went to eat, except....I got caught up with this picture survey, which was actually a crusade for christ activity in disguise! O.X I keep walking straight into these things!!!! Make it stop!!!! Then we went and ate lunch, and sweetie had to run back to get his bling'bling on. lol. Then on our way to drop me off, P called me and asked if I could go with someone to get food for our program tomorrow, and I said I could. It seriously cut into the time I had planned to use for English though.
PE was where we began playing doubles, and even though every time I jumped, ran, or stopped quickly I felt like heaving, it was still good, because I had a good partner. I have to change partners next time though! >.<
After that, we quickly went to meet that person, and we went shopping, but she called P without saying a word to me about it, and P ended up having to come help out anyway! What was the point of my going then....-_0;;
I got back, and did....something. I don't remember what, but I only had a few minutes to hug bf before he waltzed off to meet his tutee. (And he did waltz. He has this walk...it's like....cocky, and self-assured, while still being totally in his own private world walk....I love watching it, but I don't particularly like when he walks AWAY from me.....-_-;; Then I checked in with my teacher, who told me to use this time to find sources for my papers. Instead....I read PHD comics. The entire time. I know, I'm horrible. I kept thinking, "I only have ______ minutes left, really I should get started." But I never did. At least I was far enough to report something worthwhile to the teacher. Then bf and I went to watch a new movie~!
The movie's name is Zen, and it was very interesting. Made me want to meditate. Like we did in Japan at that temple that one time. It was exactly the same type room. I was slightly freaked. lol.
After that, it was too late to eat at a dining hall, Jap. Restaurant near my house, or T Student Center, so we went to Gumby's Pizza, and we all got pokey stix. I ate alot of them. But bf ate a ton more than I did. He also left them in my room, so they're fair game now....*evil grin*
After that, we seperated from my freind, and went back to my room, where I made bf brush my hair for a while. I thought it would be nice. It's highly therapeutic for me, and if he likes my hair so much, he should like playing with it, right? *pout* But, sadly, (and I DO mean sadly) that is not the case. He was annoyed with it.
Then he went home, and I waited for his call before taking a shower. I tried to pamper myself, but I just don't like to do it here...it's so much better to pamper myself at home.
Oh, my mom also sent me an email with information about a car, and it looks good, so if we can, I hope we can get that one. I form attachments to things easily, and I already want that car. It's blue, with gray interior, and I could tell mom was thinking of me when she picked it out. Just knowing she was thinking of me makes me want it. I feel pathetic for that flaw in myself.
Quote: ""Agh! Paper cut!"-"Hold still!! Don't move!!" *runs off* "Yes, I'll take one gallon of lemon juice please." *runs back*-"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Yes, burn! BURN MY PRETTY!!!!
Video:
Song that makes me think of bf:
An email I recieved
This is from newshound Dave Barry's colonoscopy journal:
I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a colonoscopy.
A few days later, in his office, Andy showed me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over the place, at one point passing briefly thru Minneapolis .. Then Andy explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and patient manner. I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn't really hear anything he said, because my brain was shrieking, quote, 'HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!'
I left Andy's office with some written instructions, and a prescription for a product called 'MoviPrep,' which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into the hands of America 's enemies.
I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous. Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation.
In accordance with my instructions, I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor. Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.) Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because MoviPrep tastes - and here I am being kind - like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.
The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great sense of humor, state that after you drink it, 'a loose, watery bowel movement may result.' This is kind of like saying that after you jump off your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.
MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too graphic, here, but: Have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch? This is pretty much the MoviPrep experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything.. And then, when you figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.
After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep. The next morning my wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage. I was thinking, 'What if I spurt on Andy?' How do you apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be enough.
At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and totally agreed with whatever the heck the forms said. Then they led me to a room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on, makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked.
Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand. Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep. At first I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of this is, but then I pondered what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom, so you were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but to burn your house.
When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the 17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I was seriously nervous at this point.
Andy had me roll over on my left side, and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my hand. There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was 'Dancing Queen' by ABBA. I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that could be playing during this particular procedure, 'Dancing Queen' had to be the least appropriate.
'You want me to turn it up?' said Andy, from somewhere behind me. 'Ha ha,' I said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a decade. If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.
I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, ABBA was yelling 'Dancing Queen, feel the beat of the tambourine,' and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very mellow mood. Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that It was all over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been prouder of an internal organ.
On the subject of Colonoscopies... Colonoscopies are no joke, but these comments during the exam were quite humorous... A physician claimed that the following are actual comments made by his patients (predominately male) while he was performing their colonoscopies:
1. 'Take it easy, Doc. You're boldly going where no man has gone before!
2. 'Find Amelia Earhart yet?'
3. 'Can you hear me NOW?'
4. 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?'
5. 'You know, in Arkansas , we're now legally married.'
6. 'Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?'
7. 'You put your left hand in, you take your left hand out...'
8. 'Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!'
9. 'If your hand doesn't fit, you must quit!
10. 'Hey Doc, let me know if you find my dignity.'
11. 'You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't you?'
12. 'God, now I know why I am not gay.'
And the best one of all.
13. 'Could you write a note for my wife saying that my head is not up there?'
ABOUT THE WRITER:
Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor columnist for the Miami Herald.
I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a colonoscopy.
A few days later, in his office, Andy showed me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over the place, at one point passing briefly thru Minneapolis .. Then Andy explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and patient manner. I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn't really hear anything he said, because my brain was shrieking, quote, 'HE'S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!'
I left Andy's office with some written instructions, and a prescription for a product called 'MoviPrep,' which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into the hands of America 's enemies.
I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous. Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation.
In accordance with my instructions, I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor. Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.) Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because MoviPrep tastes - and here I am being kind - like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.
The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great sense of humor, state that after you drink it, 'a loose, watery bowel movement may result.' This is kind of like saying that after you jump off your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.
MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don't want to be too graphic, here, but: Have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch? This is pretty much the MoviPrep experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything.. And then, when you figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.
After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep. The next morning my wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage. I was thinking, 'What if I spurt on Andy?' How do you apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be enough.
At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and totally agreed with whatever the heck the forms said. Then they led me to a room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on, makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked.
Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand. Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep. At first I was ticked off that I hadn't thought of this is, but then I pondered what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom, so you were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but to burn your house.
When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the 17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I was seriously nervous at this point.
Andy had me roll over on my left side, and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my hand. There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was 'Dancing Queen' by ABBA. I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that could be playing during this particular procedure, 'Dancing Queen' had to be the least appropriate.
'You want me to turn it up?' said Andy, from somewhere behind me. 'Ha ha,' I said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a decade. If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like.
I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, ABBA was yelling 'Dancing Queen, feel the beat of the tambourine,' and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very mellow mood. Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that It was all over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been prouder of an internal organ.
On the subject of Colonoscopies... Colonoscopies are no joke, but these comments during the exam were quite humorous... A physician claimed that the following are actual comments made by his patients (predominately male) while he was performing their colonoscopies:
1. 'Take it easy, Doc. You're boldly going where no man has gone before!
2. 'Find Amelia Earhart yet?'
3. 'Can you hear me NOW?'
4. 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?'
5. 'You know, in Arkansas , we're now legally married.'
6. 'Any sign of the trapped miners, Chief?'
7. 'You put your left hand in, you take your left hand out...'
8. 'Hey! Now I know how a Muppet feels!'
9. 'If your hand doesn't fit, you must quit!
10. 'Hey Doc, let me know if you find my dignity.'
11. 'You used to be an executive at Enron, didn't you?'
12. 'God, now I know why I am not gay.'
And the best one of all.
13. 'Could you write a note for my wife saying that my head is not up there?'
ABOUT THE WRITER:
Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor columnist for the Miami Herald.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Patty Cake
Wouldn't it suck even more Rozy, if you ran out of good anime and homework to do, AT THE SAME TIME!!!!! lol. It's happened to me. X.x Scary....
So, I thought I was okay, that my tummy would be back to normal today.....I was WRONG! List of foods I ate (for my own benefit)
-two packs of crackers
-apple
-lemonade
-jello
-two things of soup
-cookies
-moon pie (BANANA and all thanks to bf! I wuv you)
-some doritos
That's all....boo...I normally eat more...*sigh* ANYWAYS~!
I did alot today. It was St. Patricks day. Fuuun. I called Chay, cause it's his birthday, but he wanted to play with his new robot....*cry* Congrats to bf for his life showing a recent vast improvement. ^_^ There's a movie I wanna see tomorrow, my teacher recommended we watch it to understand our class a little better.
I've been feeling rather unfeminine lately...so I may dress up, or wear make-up tomorrow. Or not, since I have PE....I haven't been able to play in forever!! (Okay, so a week isn't forever...it feels like it!) I don't really wanna write anymore...I'm tired and I need to do my homework so I can go to bed and not hate the world tomorrow. Heehee.
OH! By the way....BF MARKED MEEEEEE!! No, it's not what you dirty minds are thinking right now, we were trying to push the other off the bed, and he ended up trying to PULL me off, and it ended up leaving scratches and red marks along my arms. I wonder if they're gonna be there tomorrow?
So, I thought I was okay, that my tummy would be back to normal today.....I was WRONG! List of foods I ate (for my own benefit)
-two packs of crackers
-apple
-lemonade
-jello
-two things of soup
-cookies
-moon pie (BANANA and all thanks to bf! I wuv you)
-some doritos
That's all....boo...I normally eat more...*sigh* ANYWAYS~!
I did alot today. It was St. Patricks day. Fuuun. I called Chay, cause it's his birthday, but he wanted to play with his new robot....*cry* Congrats to bf for his life showing a recent vast improvement. ^_^ There's a movie I wanna see tomorrow, my teacher recommended we watch it to understand our class a little better.
I've been feeling rather unfeminine lately...so I may dress up, or wear make-up tomorrow. Or not, since I have PE....I haven't been able to play in forever!! (Okay, so a week isn't forever...it feels like it!) I don't really wanna write anymore...I'm tired and I need to do my homework so I can go to bed and not hate the world tomorrow. Heehee.
OH! By the way....BF MARKED MEEEEEE!! No, it's not what you dirty minds are thinking right now, we were trying to push the other off the bed, and he ended up trying to PULL me off, and it ended up leaving scratches and red marks along my arms. I wonder if they're gonna be there tomorrow?
Monday, March 16, 2009
Wheeee....sickness, what a rollercoaster
Speaking of which, I wonder when the word 'rollercoaster' will be obsolete. Sorry, temporary absentmindedness. Anyways, yeah....Apparently I didn't eat enough before taking my Women's One-a-Day, and I also took headache medicine earlier before I ate, so in total, I was nauseous and sick and hungry for the rest of the entire day. My entire food:
-Tomato Soup
-Vegetable Beef soup
-Cereal
-Less'n half an orange
-two peices of cake
-two biscuits
-grits
...hn. Actually, since I've started feeling better, it seems like I didn't really do too badly with my eating. I ate a good amount. ^_^
Sorry, that was my reflection for the day. I talked with my Spanish teacher, she explained some of the hw to me a little better, and I got through like 3 or 4 meetings. I worked on my English paper, (though I didn't want to) and I....have so much to do tomorrow....
I seem to have the same problem as Rozy. I just found this rather amusing series I<3 HS. Its only got one chapter though! It looks fun though. I'm also downloading the second season of the series E and I are watching together. I didn't know it had it. 0oO. .....I feel bad again....I'm going to bed. Hopefully I can get some work done. ^_^ Egh. I really don't write much anymore...I don't like it, but I hated boring you guys as well...*sigh*....no solution beyond to do what makes me happiest. Right now, sleep seems a predominant winner. G'night
-Tomato Soup
-Vegetable Beef soup
-Cereal
-Less'n half an orange
-two peices of cake
-two biscuits
-grits
...hn. Actually, since I've started feeling better, it seems like I didn't really do too badly with my eating. I ate a good amount. ^_^
Sorry, that was my reflection for the day. I talked with my Spanish teacher, she explained some of the hw to me a little better, and I got through like 3 or 4 meetings. I worked on my English paper, (though I didn't want to) and I....have so much to do tomorrow....
I seem to have the same problem as Rozy. I just found this rather amusing series I<3 HS. Its only got one chapter though! It looks fun though. I'm also downloading the second season of the series E and I are watching together. I didn't know it had it. 0oO. .....I feel bad again....I'm going to bed. Hopefully I can get some work done. ^_^ Egh. I really don't write much anymore...I don't like it, but I hated boring you guys as well...*sigh*....no solution beyond to do what makes me happiest. Right now, sleep seems a predominant winner. G'night
BF: At least you're not these guys
How Not to Postpone a Final Exam
One year there were these 2 guys who were taking Chemistry and who did pretty well on all of the quizzes and the midterms and the labs, etc... such that going into the final they had a solid A. These two friends were so confident that the weekend before finals week (even though the Chemistry final was on Monday), they decided to go up to University of Virginia and party with some friends.
So they did this and had a great time. However, with their hangovers and everything, they overslept all day Sunday and didn't make it back to Duke until early Monday morning. Rather than taking the final then, what they did was to find Professor Bonk after the final and explain to him why they missed the final. They told him that they went up to U of VA for the weekend and had planned on returning in time to study, but that they had a flat tire on the way back and no spare. They couldn't get help for a long time and so they were late in getting back to campus.
Bonk thought this over and then agreed that they could make up the final on the following day. The 2 guys were elated and relieved.
So they studied that night and went in the next day at the time that Bonk had told them. He placed them in separate rooms and handed each of them a test booklet and told them to begin. They looked at the first problem, which was something simple about molarity and solutions and was worth 5 points. "Cool," they thought. "This is going to be easy." They did that problem and turned to the next page. They were unprepared, however, for what they saw on the next page. It said:
(95 points) Which tire?
One year there were these 2 guys who were taking Chemistry and who did pretty well on all of the quizzes and the midterms and the labs, etc... such that going into the final they had a solid A. These two friends were so confident that the weekend before finals week (even though the Chemistry final was on Monday), they decided to go up to University of Virginia and party with some friends.
So they did this and had a great time. However, with their hangovers and everything, they overslept all day Sunday and didn't make it back to Duke until early Monday morning. Rather than taking the final then, what they did was to find Professor Bonk after the final and explain to him why they missed the final. They told him that they went up to U of VA for the weekend and had planned on returning in time to study, but that they had a flat tire on the way back and no spare. They couldn't get help for a long time and so they were late in getting back to campus.
Bonk thought this over and then agreed that they could make up the final on the following day. The 2 guys were elated and relieved.
So they studied that night and went in the next day at the time that Bonk had told them. He placed them in separate rooms and handed each of them a test booklet and told them to begin. They looked at the first problem, which was something simple about molarity and solutions and was worth 5 points. "Cool," they thought. "This is going to be easy." They did that problem and turned to the next page. They were unprepared, however, for what they saw on the next page. It said:
(95 points) Which tire?
>_< Awesome happy funny stuff while I'm in english
Also, I need to formally apologize for throwing my bf to the ground yesterday accidentally and then proceeding to laugh my ass off for the next twenty minutes. It was rude. And is in no way related to the reason my lips are beginning to twitch.
BTW, E wanted me to add:
A Freshman: carries half his weight in books to class everyday.
A senior: Carries a sheet of paper for the most important classes.
A student comes to a young professor's office hours. She glances down the hall, closes his door, and kneels pleadingly.
"I would do anything to pass this exam." She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfully into his eyes. "I mean..." she whispers, "...I would do...anything."
He returns her gaze. "Anything ?"
"Anything."
His voice softens. "Anything?"
"ANYTHING."
His voice turns to a whisper. "Would you... study?"
BTW, E wanted me to add:
A Freshman: carries half his weight in books to class everyday.
A senior: Carries a sheet of paper for the most important classes.
A student comes to a young professor's office hours. She glances down the hall, closes his door, and kneels pleadingly.
"I would do anything to pass this exam." She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfully into his eyes. "I mean..." she whispers, "...I would do...anything."
He returns her gaze. "Anything ?"
"Anything."
His voice softens. "Anything?"
"ANYTHING."
His voice turns to a whisper. "Would you... study?"
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Urgh, I'm tired, but I have to do this homework....
I almost regret going to see Milk. Actually, I'm not particularly happy I saw it. I was curious about it, but by no means did it fulfill me in any particular way. His fight is still ongoing: there is still prejudice, and there seems to be no end to dissatisfied people who feel they are unfairly treated but do not wish to work hard to be acknowledged and treated fairly. That is not to say that all who complain are lazy, or that those that complain are lying, just that I don't think ..... I dont know what i think, maybe that nothing ever seems to finish?
So...My compie just shut itself down....interesting. Oh well. It restored this.
We watched Watchmen last night. i thought it was really interesting. Mr. Manhattan and Warshock(?) were my favorite characters by far. (Please remember, I am rather sadistic) I was very satisfied with the end death. There is tons of sex and blood in it, so I don't recommend it to most people. But hey, what's a movie without rolling your eyes at the kissing scenes?
That's it, homework time.
Quote of the Day: "If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put u and i together." - "Well if I could rearrange it, I'd put f and u together."
So...My compie just shut itself down....interesting. Oh well. It restored this.
We watched Watchmen last night. i thought it was really interesting. Mr. Manhattan and Warshock(?) were my favorite characters by far. (Please remember, I am rather sadistic) I was very satisfied with the end death. There is tons of sex and blood in it, so I don't recommend it to most people. But hey, what's a movie without rolling your eyes at the kissing scenes?
That's it, homework time.
Quote of the Day: "If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put u and i together." - "Well if I could rearrange it, I'd put f and u together."
Friday, March 13, 2009
So, yeah....tons of stuff happened, but I wanna talk about Seven Pounds
Yeah, first I'ma gonna talk about the movie I just watched. Then I'ma gonna talk about my day, if I feel like it.
Seven Pounds:
I loved this movie. I had to remind myself that it was just a movie, multiple times, and THEN I STILL cried. A LOT! I had to wait til the theater emptied before we could leave so no one would see me crying. Will Smith is an amazing actor, no matter the role, or the age. I don't want to spoil this movie for anyone, so I'll do my best to be vague. In the first ten minutes, I considered leaving. I actually imagined myself leaving, crying, saying "Will Smith is a meanieeeeee! Waaaaaah!!!" But then I got into the movie, because I have never seen him play a role that makes him utterly evil. So I started watching his character carefully, which totally captured me, and made it impossible to remember it was just a movie. I laughed, I cried, I guessed the ending (apparently I guessed it abnormally fast) and then the fun ended. At the end, when we were walking back, and I asked bf what he thought, he said "It was good." That. was. it. How can that be IT? So I started questioning him, since he'd been just a TINY bit odd during the movie. Come to find out.....he'd already seen it! And he didn't tell meeeeeee!!! Well, either way, I was understandably upset. He said he wanted to see how I reacted or something. I just wish he'd told me he'd seen it already. I was seriously feeling guilty for guessing the movie and ruining it for him. He said "You guess it too fast!" at one point, and since then I'd felt somewhat guilty, but I always do that, so.....don't take me with you to see movies if you aren't prepared for it. So I ran away from him. Just to chill out. T_T The jerk keeps pace with me, and says, easy as you please "You can't run from me." I laughed. If anyone else had heard him, I'm sure they would have thought that he was a stalker. I said as much. It was good. I just feel idiotic for not knowing I was making him see a movie twice.
So, my day. I'll write about it since bf is still in the shower. This morning: ....egh. It was fine, nothing worth remembering. Then, after Jap class, E treated me to bubble tea with R, since I won a wager the day before. After that, we all went to get lunch, and bf met me there. OH! I'm now reading through a book titled "Why do men have nipples?" and finding it absolutely fascinating. It covers a variety of topics. Sorry, that seems random, but E is the one lending it to me. After bf met with me, my freinds left, and we went to see if his compie was broke. It wasn't. I was amused. Until I remembered how I'd forgotten my duty with RP, and went to see if I could pick it up from the other person. It failed. But I signed up to have my breasts cast tomorrow. It sounds weird, right? It is. I'll take a pic and post it. It's not pornographic or anything. It's just plaster across my front, then painted to my liking. Then we went to see if my mentor or my potential mentor were in, but they weren't. So it was a waste of time. But then, (I'm gonna skip a portion of this story, because bf's day was seriously bad for him) we visited bf's room, then went to my room after a mishap, then left my room, then separated on not-the-best terms. I went to IRC office, and I was the only one on time for the meeting. 0.o. The person who scheduled it did NOT show. So we left, got lost, got found, got bread tasting done, got ordered, got food, and got back. LATE!!! Then we picked up some ice cream and went back to office for an hour long meeting. I didn't mind so much, but bf was waiting on me, so I totally added to his bad day. Then PN dropped me off at my place, and I picked up bf. We cuddled. He was cute. Then I took a shower, and we went to the movie. Now you may return to the top and reread the rest of my day.
Quote: "D! Where ARE you?!?!?" "I'm COMING!!!!!" ....."....That doesn't even need anything added to it." *group of ppl burst out laughing*
The weirdest, most upbeat AMV to Vampire Knight I've seen yet:
Seven Pounds:
I loved this movie. I had to remind myself that it was just a movie, multiple times, and THEN I STILL cried. A LOT! I had to wait til the theater emptied before we could leave so no one would see me crying. Will Smith is an amazing actor, no matter the role, or the age. I don't want to spoil this movie for anyone, so I'll do my best to be vague. In the first ten minutes, I considered leaving. I actually imagined myself leaving, crying, saying "Will Smith is a meanieeeeee! Waaaaaah!!!" But then I got into the movie, because I have never seen him play a role that makes him utterly evil. So I started watching his character carefully, which totally captured me, and made it impossible to remember it was just a movie. I laughed, I cried, I guessed the ending (apparently I guessed it abnormally fast) and then the fun ended. At the end, when we were walking back, and I asked bf what he thought, he said "It was good." That. was. it. How can that be IT? So I started questioning him, since he'd been just a TINY bit odd during the movie. Come to find out.....he'd already seen it! And he didn't tell meeeeeee!!! Well, either way, I was understandably upset. He said he wanted to see how I reacted or something. I just wish he'd told me he'd seen it already. I was seriously feeling guilty for guessing the movie and ruining it for him. He said "You guess it too fast!" at one point, and since then I'd felt somewhat guilty, but I always do that, so.....don't take me with you to see movies if you aren't prepared for it. So I ran away from him. Just to chill out. T_T The jerk keeps pace with me, and says, easy as you please "You can't run from me." I laughed. If anyone else had heard him, I'm sure they would have thought that he was a stalker. I said as much. It was good. I just feel idiotic for not knowing I was making him see a movie twice.
So, my day. I'll write about it since bf is still in the shower. This morning: ....egh. It was fine, nothing worth remembering. Then, after Jap class, E treated me to bubble tea with R, since I won a wager the day before. After that, we all went to get lunch, and bf met me there. OH! I'm now reading through a book titled "Why do men have nipples?" and finding it absolutely fascinating. It covers a variety of topics. Sorry, that seems random, but E is the one lending it to me. After bf met with me, my freinds left, and we went to see if his compie was broke. It wasn't. I was amused. Until I remembered how I'd forgotten my duty with RP, and went to see if I could pick it up from the other person. It failed. But I signed up to have my breasts cast tomorrow. It sounds weird, right? It is. I'll take a pic and post it. It's not pornographic or anything. It's just plaster across my front, then painted to my liking. Then we went to see if my mentor or my potential mentor were in, but they weren't. So it was a waste of time. But then, (I'm gonna skip a portion of this story, because bf's day was seriously bad for him) we visited bf's room, then went to my room after a mishap, then left my room, then separated on not-the-best terms. I went to IRC office, and I was the only one on time for the meeting. 0.o. The person who scheduled it did NOT show. So we left, got lost, got found, got bread tasting done, got ordered, got food, and got back. LATE!!! Then we picked up some ice cream and went back to office for an hour long meeting. I didn't mind so much, but bf was waiting on me, so I totally added to his bad day. Then PN dropped me off at my place, and I picked up bf. We cuddled. He was cute. Then I took a shower, and we went to the movie. Now you may return to the top and reread the rest of my day.
Quote: "D! Where ARE you?!?!?" "I'm COMING!!!!!" ....."....That doesn't even need anything added to it." *group of ppl burst out laughing*
The weirdest, most upbeat AMV to Vampire Knight I've seen yet:
I thought of something funny in the shower
Not funny 'hahaha', but funny 'haaa...'. So, I can recognize that it takes some courage to enter a building you know nothing about, with people you know nothing about, and events taking place that you have no idea about. But doesn't it take more courage to knowingly walk into a room where you know you're in a shitload of trouble? My point to all of this is, Doesn't it take more courage to live and persevere than it does to go off and commit suicide? Just a thought while I showered.
Has anyone noticed the emo-ness of my blog posts? I have. It's even more depressing when I realize it.
It's pretty bad when I, as a freshman, fit most of the senior answers. lol. I don't have much to report about today. I was seperated from my freinds in Jap Rel, and it made me sad, and the ppl that sat around me all ended up being guys, but it was okay.
Freshmen: Are never in bed past noon.
Seniors: Are never out of bed before noon.
Freshmen: Read the syllabus to find out what classes they can cut.
Seniors: Read the syllabus to find out what classes they need to attend.
Freshmen: Brings a can of soda into a lecture hall.
Seniors: Brings a jumbo hoagie and six-pack of Mtn. Dew into a recitation class.
Freshmen: Calls the professor "Professor."
Seniors: Calls the professor "Bob."
Freshmen: Would walk ten miles to get to class.
Seniors: Drives to class if it's further than three blocks away.
Freshmen: Memorizes the course material to get a good grade.
Seniors: Memorizes the professor's habits to get a good grade.
Freshmen: Knows a book-full of useless trivia about the university.
Seniors: Knows where the next class is. Maybe...
Freshmen: Shows up at a morning exam clean, perky, and fed.
Seniors: Shows up at a morning exam in sweats with a cap on and a box of pop tarts in hand.
Freshmen: Have to ask where the computer labs are.
Seniors: Has 'own' personal workstation.
Freshmen: Use the campus buses to go everywhere.
Seniors: Use the campus buses to run block while crossing the street.
Freshmen: Worry about the last freshman composition essay.
Seniors: Worry about the last GRE essay.
Freshman: Lines up for an hour to buy his textbooks in the first week.
Senior: Starts to think about buying textbooks in October... maybe.
Freshman: Looks forward to first classes of the year
Senior: Looks forward to first beer garden of the year
Freshman: Is proud of his A+ on Calculus I midterm
Senior: Is proud of not quite failing his Complex Analysis midterm
Freshman: Calls his girlfriend back home every other night
Senior: Calls Domino's every other night
Freshman: Is appalled at the class size and callousness of profs
Senior: Is appalled that the campus 'Subway' burned down over the summer
Freshman: Conscienciously completes all homework, including optional questions
Senior: Offers to 'tutor' conscientious frosh of opposite sex...
Freshman: Goes on grocery shopping trip with Mom before moving onto campus
Senior: Has a beer with Mom before moving onto campus
Freshman: Is excited about the world of possibilities that awaits him, the unlimited vista of educational opportunities, the chance to expand one's horizons and really make a contribution to society
Senior: Is excited about new dryers in laundry room
Freshman: Takes meticulous four-color notes in class
Senior: Occasionally stays awake for all of class
Has anyone noticed the emo-ness of my blog posts? I have. It's even more depressing when I realize it.
It's pretty bad when I, as a freshman, fit most of the senior answers. lol. I don't have much to report about today. I was seperated from my freinds in Jap Rel, and it made me sad, and the ppl that sat around me all ended up being guys, but it was okay.
Freshmen: Are never in bed past noon.
Seniors: Are never out of bed before noon.
Freshmen: Read the syllabus to find out what classes they can cut.
Seniors: Read the syllabus to find out what classes they need to attend.
Freshmen: Brings a can of soda into a lecture hall.
Seniors: Brings a jumbo hoagie and six-pack of Mtn. Dew into a recitation class.
Freshmen: Calls the professor "Professor."
Seniors: Calls the professor "Bob."
Freshmen: Would walk ten miles to get to class.
Seniors: Drives to class if it's further than three blocks away.
Freshmen: Memorizes the course material to get a good grade.
Seniors: Memorizes the professor's habits to get a good grade.
Freshmen: Knows a book-full of useless trivia about the university.
Seniors: Knows where the next class is. Maybe...
Freshmen: Shows up at a morning exam clean, perky, and fed.
Seniors: Shows up at a morning exam in sweats with a cap on and a box of pop tarts in hand.
Freshmen: Have to ask where the computer labs are.
Seniors: Has 'own' personal workstation.
Freshmen: Use the campus buses to go everywhere.
Seniors: Use the campus buses to run block while crossing the street.
Freshmen: Worry about the last freshman composition essay.
Seniors: Worry about the last GRE essay.
Freshman: Lines up for an hour to buy his textbooks in the first week.
Senior: Starts to think about buying textbooks in October... maybe.
Freshman: Looks forward to first classes of the year
Senior: Looks forward to first beer garden of the year
Freshman: Is proud of his A+ on Calculus I midterm
Senior: Is proud of not quite failing his Complex Analysis midterm
Freshman: Calls his girlfriend back home every other night
Senior: Calls Domino's every other night
Freshman: Is appalled at the class size and callousness of profs
Senior: Is appalled that the campus 'Subway' burned down over the summer
Freshman: Conscienciously completes all homework, including optional questions
Senior: Offers to 'tutor' conscientious frosh of opposite sex...
Freshman: Goes on grocery shopping trip with Mom before moving onto campus
Senior: Has a beer with Mom before moving onto campus
Freshman: Is excited about the world of possibilities that awaits him, the unlimited vista of educational opportunities, the chance to expand one's horizons and really make a contribution to society
Senior: Is excited about new dryers in laundry room
Freshman: Takes meticulous four-color notes in class
Senior: Occasionally stays awake for all of class
Thursday, March 12, 2009
For kk
From: http://www.c4vct.com/kym/humor/mitlettr.htm
MIT certainly has a reputation to be proud of, but its admissions department went a little over-board, I think. The first letter is an honest-to-goodness mailing from MIT, the second is one prospective student's reply:
April 18, 1994
Mr. John T. Mongan
123 Main Street
Smalltown, California 94123-4567
Dear John:
You've got the grades. You've certainly got the PSAT scores. And now you've got a letter from MIT. Maybe you're surprised. Most students would be. But you're not most students. And that's exactly why I urge you to consider carefully one of the most selective universities in America.
The level of potential reflected in your performance is a powerful indicator that you might well be an excellent candidate for MIT. It certainly got my attention!
Engineering's not for you? No problem. It may surprise you to learn we offer more than 40 major fields of study, from architecture to brain and cognitive sciences, from economics (perhaps the best program in the country) to writing.
What? Of course, you don't want to be bored. Who does? Life here *is* tough *and* demanding, but it's also *fun*. MIT students are imaginative and creative - inside and outside the classroom.
You're interested in athletics? Great! MIT has more varsity teams - 39 - than almost any other university, and a tremendous intramural program so everybody can participate.
You think we're too expensive? Don't be too sure. We've got surprises for you there, too.
Why not send the enclosed Information Request to find out more about this unique institution? Why not do it right now?
Sincerely,
Michael C. Benhke
Director of Admissions
P.S. If you'd like a copy of a fun-filled, fact-filled brochure, "Insight," just check the appropriate box on the form.
May 5, 1994
Michael C. Behnke
MIT Director of Admissions
Office of Admissions, Room 3-108
Cambridge MA 02139-4307
Dear Michael:
You've got the reputation. You've certainly got the pomposity. And now you've got a letter from John Mongan. Maybe you're surprised. Most universities would be. But you're not most universities. And that's exactly why I urge you to carefully consider one of the most selective students in America, so selective that he will choose only *one* of the thousands of accredited universities in the country.
The level of pomposity and lack of tact reflected in your letter is a powerful indicator that your august institution might well be a possibility for John Mongan's future education. It certainly got my attention!
Don't want Bio-Chem students? No problem. It may surprise you to learn that my interests cover over 400 fields of study, from semantics to limnology, from object-oriented programming (perhaps one of the youngest professionals in the country) to classical piano.
What? Of course you don't want egotistical jerks. Who does? I *am* self-indulgent *and* over confident, but I'm also amusing. John Mongan is funny and amusing - whether you're laughing with him or at him.
You're interested in athletes? Great! John Mongan has played more sports - 47 - than almost any other student, including oddball favorites such as Orienteering.
You think I can pay for your school? Don't be too sure. I've got surprises for you there, too.
Why not send a guaranteed admission and full scholarship to increase your chance of being selected by John Mongan? Why not do it right now?
Sincerely,
John Mongan
P.S. If you'd like a copy of a fun-filled, fact-filled brochure, "John Mongan: What a Guy!" just ask.
MIT certainly has a reputation to be proud of, but its admissions department went a little over-board, I think. The first letter is an honest-to-goodness mailing from MIT, the second is one prospective student's reply:
April 18, 1994
Mr. John T. Mongan
123 Main Street
Smalltown, California 94123-4567
Dear John:
You've got the grades. You've certainly got the PSAT scores. And now you've got a letter from MIT. Maybe you're surprised. Most students would be. But you're not most students. And that's exactly why I urge you to consider carefully one of the most selective universities in America.
The level of potential reflected in your performance is a powerful indicator that you might well be an excellent candidate for MIT. It certainly got my attention!
Engineering's not for you? No problem. It may surprise you to learn we offer more than 40 major fields of study, from architecture to brain and cognitive sciences, from economics (perhaps the best program in the country) to writing.
What? Of course, you don't want to be bored. Who does? Life here *is* tough *and* demanding, but it's also *fun*. MIT students are imaginative and creative - inside and outside the classroom.
You're interested in athletics? Great! MIT has more varsity teams - 39 - than almost any other university, and a tremendous intramural program so everybody can participate.
You think we're too expensive? Don't be too sure. We've got surprises for you there, too.
Why not send the enclosed Information Request to find out more about this unique institution? Why not do it right now?
Sincerely,
Michael C. Benhke
Director of Admissions
P.S. If you'd like a copy of a fun-filled, fact-filled brochure, "Insight," just check the appropriate box on the form.
May 5, 1994
Michael C. Behnke
MIT Director of Admissions
Office of Admissions, Room 3-108
Cambridge MA 02139-4307
Dear Michael:
You've got the reputation. You've certainly got the pomposity. And now you've got a letter from John Mongan. Maybe you're surprised. Most universities would be. But you're not most universities. And that's exactly why I urge you to carefully consider one of the most selective students in America, so selective that he will choose only *one* of the thousands of accredited universities in the country.
The level of pomposity and lack of tact reflected in your letter is a powerful indicator that your august institution might well be a possibility for John Mongan's future education. It certainly got my attention!
Don't want Bio-Chem students? No problem. It may surprise you to learn that my interests cover over 400 fields of study, from semantics to limnology, from object-oriented programming (perhaps one of the youngest professionals in the country) to classical piano.
What? Of course you don't want egotistical jerks. Who does? I *am* self-indulgent *and* over confident, but I'm also amusing. John Mongan is funny and amusing - whether you're laughing with him or at him.
You're interested in athletes? Great! John Mongan has played more sports - 47 - than almost any other student, including oddball favorites such as Orienteering.
You think I can pay for your school? Don't be too sure. I've got surprises for you there, too.
Why not send a guaranteed admission and full scholarship to increase your chance of being selected by John Mongan? Why not do it right now?
Sincerely,
John Mongan
P.S. If you'd like a copy of a fun-filled, fact-filled brochure, "John Mongan: What a Guy!" just ask.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Why can't a person just be happy to live?
I hope Rozy continues to have a good week, since I know yesterday was rough, but today was good, so tomorrow should be even better, right? If it's a linear line....
I missed talking to Pineapples today....it really made me sad. I was all excited about it too.
I have a massive amount of help from E to get my hw done today. I have one paper finished and turned in, my sakubun (Japanese paper) written and turned in, and my Jap Rel. paper written and turned in. I only have to write a two page reflection paper and share all the documents I didn't do because I didn't go to class with my English teacher, and I'll be good to go~! Oh, and commit mass hours of study to spanish. I need to pass it. I want to continue to learn it without having to repeat the class. That would be annoying.
I have to meet with my advisor at some point this next week. I want to change my majors, but I don't have the GPA for it. So I don't know what to do. *Sigh*
I got to not have to participate in Badminton today because I threw up and felt bad for just about the entire day. I also took to staring out at the world and listening to music and being completely content until I remembered that my paper was due in a few minutes and I needed to finish it.....
And finally, I watched no anime, spent no quality time with bf, and did nothing particularly fun today. It's all my own fault, and I shouldn't be depressed about any of these things, but....i feel the not-happiness....i feel it....
Now, I'm going to expound on a few heavy thoughts, so you can stop reading if you value your brain's current consistency.
Why do ppl say that they didn't 'ask for this' so it's not their fault, and they don't care. I didn't ask for others to get hurt, but i still care when i see it, and i still want to help. I didn't throw the trash on the ground, but if i just pass it by, doesn't that lower me down a level each time until i'm on the same level? That's how i feel. I don't particularly like the saying 'if you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem' because i believe you're helping solve it by not being a problem, but when i watched someone let a bottle drop, and didn't take issue with it, i felt ashamed of myself. yeah, it wasn't my 'job' and yeah, i was tired and really content to just relax with bf, but i shouldn't have let it go. i just don't like confronting ppl. i'd rather just clean up after them, but i don't feel like that would solve the problem of trash. back to the topic at hand though. How do you know you didn't ask for this? You don't remember it! I don't know WHAT i signed up for before i was born, before i came into my consciousness, but this is what i was given. so i wanna do well at anything i can. yes, i suck at school work, and yes, i'm not particularly talented at much, but i still want to do my best and make the others around me happy to know me. happy to be alive. i want to be sure that no one around me thinks their life isn't worth living. anyways, just because you blacked out after drinking too much, it doesn't mean you didn't do whatever you really did do. just because you don't remember it, does NOT mean you did not do it. you really may have signed up for this. who knows, maybe you were a saint in a previous life and you wanted to test yourself so you signed up for another round of living. i mean seriously, none of us know where our consciousness comes from, no one can tell us where our consciousness will end up, so why do you stress unfairness in life? it doesn't help your problem in a way that is beneficial. it just makes you more frustrated with your life and living. grow some balls and man up. take what you're given and turn it into the best thing you can.
Quote: "Take the shit you're given, and grow you some bananas. Because really, then you can feed yourself with minimal effort." - me...sadly enough.
This starts out great, though I know most of my 'readers' will be like 0_0 by the end, if they make it that far:
I missed talking to Pineapples today....it really made me sad. I was all excited about it too.
I have a massive amount of help from E to get my hw done today. I have one paper finished and turned in, my sakubun (Japanese paper) written and turned in, and my Jap Rel. paper written and turned in. I only have to write a two page reflection paper and share all the documents I didn't do because I didn't go to class with my English teacher, and I'll be good to go~! Oh, and commit mass hours of study to spanish. I need to pass it. I want to continue to learn it without having to repeat the class. That would be annoying.
I have to meet with my advisor at some point this next week. I want to change my majors, but I don't have the GPA for it. So I don't know what to do. *Sigh*
I got to not have to participate in Badminton today because I threw up and felt bad for just about the entire day. I also took to staring out at the world and listening to music and being completely content until I remembered that my paper was due in a few minutes and I needed to finish it.....
And finally, I watched no anime, spent no quality time with bf, and did nothing particularly fun today. It's all my own fault, and I shouldn't be depressed about any of these things, but....i feel the not-happiness....i feel it....
Now, I'm going to expound on a few heavy thoughts, so you can stop reading if you value your brain's current consistency.
Why do ppl say that they didn't 'ask for this' so it's not their fault, and they don't care. I didn't ask for others to get hurt, but i still care when i see it, and i still want to help. I didn't throw the trash on the ground, but if i just pass it by, doesn't that lower me down a level each time until i'm on the same level? That's how i feel. I don't particularly like the saying 'if you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem' because i believe you're helping solve it by not being a problem, but when i watched someone let a bottle drop, and didn't take issue with it, i felt ashamed of myself. yeah, it wasn't my 'job' and yeah, i was tired and really content to just relax with bf, but i shouldn't have let it go. i just don't like confronting ppl. i'd rather just clean up after them, but i don't feel like that would solve the problem of trash. back to the topic at hand though. How do you know you didn't ask for this? You don't remember it! I don't know WHAT i signed up for before i was born, before i came into my consciousness, but this is what i was given. so i wanna do well at anything i can. yes, i suck at school work, and yes, i'm not particularly talented at much, but i still want to do my best and make the others around me happy to know me. happy to be alive. i want to be sure that no one around me thinks their life isn't worth living. anyways, just because you blacked out after drinking too much, it doesn't mean you didn't do whatever you really did do. just because you don't remember it, does NOT mean you did not do it. you really may have signed up for this. who knows, maybe you were a saint in a previous life and you wanted to test yourself so you signed up for another round of living. i mean seriously, none of us know where our consciousness comes from, no one can tell us where our consciousness will end up, so why do you stress unfairness in life? it doesn't help your problem in a way that is beneficial. it just makes you more frustrated with your life and living. grow some balls and man up. take what you're given and turn it into the best thing you can.
Quote: "Take the shit you're given, and grow you some bananas. Because really, then you can feed yourself with minimal effort." - me...sadly enough.
This starts out great, though I know most of my 'readers' will be like 0_0 by the end, if they make it that far:
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Today was pretty good
I woke up at 9 am, when I didn't have class til 3, and worked on homework. Unfortunately, it didn't even really put a dent into my work. I don't know how I'm going to complete this stuff, let alone turn it in on time, or even get a decent grade on it. I wish....they'd just stop giving assignments for a few days.
But rather than complain about it, I'm just going to keep this post short. Today was pretty fun. I got to nap with bf, and do tons of work, and got a lot of thanks from people for the hard work I do. I need to call some restaurants for International Food Day, Create a poll for my sex booth (I'll explain later), And prolly help out with a few other things whenever it's convienent, but I'm basically done with the majority of my IRC work. Now I can concentrate on my homework.
Quote of the day: "Hope you don't take this the wrong way, but you're really white." -bf on my skin color
Song I'm listening to right now:
But rather than complain about it, I'm just going to keep this post short. Today was pretty fun. I got to nap with bf, and do tons of work, and got a lot of thanks from people for the hard work I do. I need to call some restaurants for International Food Day, Create a poll for my sex booth (I'll explain later), And prolly help out with a few other things whenever it's convienent, but I'm basically done with the majority of my IRC work. Now I can concentrate on my homework.
Quote of the day: "Hope you don't take this the wrong way, but you're really white." -bf on my skin color
Song I'm listening to right now:
Monday, March 9, 2009
My awesomely horrible day
1.Woke up every 5-8 minutes to hit snooze on an alarm between 8 and 9 17 am.
2.Bf was late calling to get me up (not that I'm upset)
3.Breakfast ppl were NOT ready for serving us
4.Spanish....oh man, just....Spanish...
5.Japanese was...*sigh* not that great. Had to try to explain my Japanese religion class to my Japanese teacher....
6.Tripped on the way to bf.
7.Bf's roommate let me in the building....then promptly left....I don't think he likes me....
8.I didn't get to play with bf.....
9.Our lunch buddy had to study for a test, so he didn't talk much.
10.We started a tournament in badminton, and I lost two in a row....so I'm already out of it.
11.Got called to find out I hadn't turned in something I'd marked off as done. (no biggie took care of that pretty promptly)
12.Went from one place to another, but still didn't get much time before my meeting with which to work.
13.Had to change my publicity so that it was accurate.
14.Found that compie DEFINITELY has a virus. (So many pop up windows, I couldn't work)
15.Wasn't allowed to skip the meeting for Foods even though I was the only member that showed that wasn't a leader in that program. *cries*
16.Said meeting took an hour and 15 minutes, making me choose to skip English so I could try to get SOMETHING done.
17.Chilled at the library, and when bf finished class, he came too. But he wasn't happy, he was tired and sleepy and sorta....humorless.
18.Spent my skippage time reading jokes......I feel like an idiot.....
19.Went to eat dinner, but there wasn't much good food to eat, and I could only eat 2 out of 3 of the things I got to eat.
20.Went to go to my HC meeting, but got there a little early....but not early enough to sneak off with bf for any decent amount of time.
21.Went to the meeting, but we didn't manage to get the icebreaker completely right! It chafes my pride....
22.Meeting went pretty well, I just couldn't stop shaking. Really badly. REALLY badly.
23.Took a shower but bf left me before I got out....(over AIM)
24.Got hungry AGAIN!!! (I'm getting hungry around every 3-4 hours) so I had to make soup.
25.->I got to eat Chicken and stars! YAY! ...ate the whole thing though, so that was like....3 servings...*cry*
26.Chickened out of calling my grandma because today was so unlucky.
That was my bad events. If I was in a good mood, I could point out good ones, but .....*sigh* too much work.
Rozfire- DO YOUR BEST~! I'm rooting for you! (originally typed 'tooting') Creative writing is fun. I can edit for you if you'd like. ^_^
BF- UPDATE YOUR BLOOOOOOG
Quote of the Day:"You can't just take back an insult...that's like shooting someone and then be like 'can I have my bullet back?'" -E
2.Bf was late calling to get me up (not that I'm upset)
3.Breakfast ppl were NOT ready for serving us
4.Spanish....oh man, just....Spanish...
5.Japanese was...*sigh* not that great. Had to try to explain my Japanese religion class to my Japanese teacher....
6.Tripped on the way to bf.
7.Bf's roommate let me in the building....then promptly left....I don't think he likes me....
8.I didn't get to play with bf.....
9.Our lunch buddy had to study for a test, so he didn't talk much.
10.We started a tournament in badminton, and I lost two in a row....so I'm already out of it.
11.Got called to find out I hadn't turned in something I'd marked off as done. (no biggie took care of that pretty promptly)
12.Went from one place to another, but still didn't get much time before my meeting with which to work.
13.Had to change my publicity so that it was accurate.
14.Found that compie DEFINITELY has a virus. (So many pop up windows, I couldn't work)
15.Wasn't allowed to skip the meeting for Foods even though I was the only member that showed that wasn't a leader in that program. *cries*
16.Said meeting took an hour and 15 minutes, making me choose to skip English so I could try to get SOMETHING done.
17.Chilled at the library, and when bf finished class, he came too. But he wasn't happy, he was tired and sleepy and sorta....humorless.
18.Spent my skippage time reading jokes......I feel like an idiot.....
19.Went to eat dinner, but there wasn't much good food to eat, and I could only eat 2 out of 3 of the things I got to eat.
20.Went to go to my HC meeting, but got there a little early....but not early enough to sneak off with bf for any decent amount of time.
21.Went to the meeting, but we didn't manage to get the icebreaker completely right! It chafes my pride....
22.Meeting went pretty well, I just couldn't stop shaking. Really badly. REALLY badly.
23.Took a shower but bf left me before I got out....(over AIM)
24.Got hungry AGAIN!!! (I'm getting hungry around every 3-4 hours) so I had to make soup.
25.->I got to eat Chicken and stars! YAY! ...ate the whole thing though, so that was like....3 servings...*cry*
26.Chickened out of calling my grandma because today was so unlucky.
That was my bad events. If I was in a good mood, I could point out good ones, but .....*sigh* too much work.
Rozfire- DO YOUR BEST~! I'm rooting for you! (originally typed 'tooting') Creative writing is fun. I can edit for you if you'd like. ^_^
BF- UPDATE YOUR BLOOOOOOG
Quote of the Day:"You can't just take back an insult...that's like shooting someone and then be like 'can I have my bullet back?'" -E
To alleviate my depression at skipping English once again:
Still groggy from an operation, the patient was in an agitated state. “Nurse,” he moaned, “I heard the surgeon use a four-letter word, and it caused me great distress.”
“What did the surgeon say?” asked the nurse.
“Oops.”
“What did the surgeon say?” asked the nurse.
“Oops.”
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Do you ever feel like things can't last as they are...?
I have that feeling. I'm not sure what's going to happen, but I feel like my time with bf is becoming shorter and is going to change soon.
On a less ominous note, but still damning for me, I have discovered that I have a ton of assignments due this week! 3 papers(all rough drafts) and so many meetings! >.<
I'm doing well with Hall Council (considering I haven't met with them since the elections)
I have to call STRANGERS TOMORROW!!!!!!!! *cries*
I got my hair trimmed yesterday night, but no one has noticed....
I'm gonna get started on my work now...
Quote of the Day: "What kind of idiot do you take me for?" "The kind that actually listens when I'm BSing."
haha. : "The only way she would even look at the bastard is if cupid was packing a fucking missile launcher! Cupid must have gotten an upgrade....."
On a less ominous note, but still damning for me, I have discovered that I have a ton of assignments due this week! 3 papers(all rough drafts) and so many meetings! >.<
I'm doing well with Hall Council (considering I haven't met with them since the elections)
I have to call STRANGERS TOMORROW!!!!!!!! *cries*
I got my hair trimmed yesterday night, but no one has noticed....
I'm gonna get started on my work now...
Quote of the Day: "What kind of idiot do you take me for?" "The kind that actually listens when I'm BSing."
haha. : "The only way she would even look at the bastard is if cupid was packing a fucking missile launcher! Cupid must have gotten an upgrade....."
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Viruses are funny things
Funny:
Grandpa:"You must return to Japan if I die."
Grandson:"When will you die?"
Grandpa:"....Bastard!...What do you mean 'When'?!"
I playwd on the Wii today, and talked with a really old freind of mine, Ryoko. She's so cool! But...she is six months pregnant, not in college anymore, and engaged to a guy that seems to be a jerk that can sweet talk his way out of stuff. Not cool. But I was so happy to hear from her.
I started looking for classes to register for, but I didn't see when I could register for my classes. I really need to pay more attention to the things I need to get done. I still haven't started either of the two papers for English I was supposed to have drafts done of two or three weeks ago. I'm really horrible about that, aren't I?
Oh well. I'll do my best. Either way, it looks like my compie isn't too happy to be used so much, so I may have to scan it and kill more viruses. Some pop up came up and told me I had over 362 infections on it. I doubt it. I'll do my best to clean it up though. I haven't visited any strange sights though....BOOOOOOO~!
Grandpa:"You must return to Japan if I die."
Grandson:"When will you die?"
Grandpa:"....Bastard!...What do you mean 'When'?!"
I playwd on the Wii today, and talked with a really old freind of mine, Ryoko. She's so cool! But...she is six months pregnant, not in college anymore, and engaged to a guy that seems to be a jerk that can sweet talk his way out of stuff. Not cool. But I was so happy to hear from her.
I started looking for classes to register for, but I didn't see when I could register for my classes. I really need to pay more attention to the things I need to get done. I still haven't started either of the two papers for English I was supposed to have drafts done of two or three weeks ago. I'm really horrible about that, aren't I?
Oh well. I'll do my best. Either way, it looks like my compie isn't too happy to be used so much, so I may have to scan it and kill more viruses. Some pop up came up and told me I had over 362 infections on it. I doubt it. I'll do my best to clean it up though. I haven't visited any strange sights though....BOOOOOOO~!
Yes Man
Awesome movie. I totally support the viewing of it. I've already half forgotten it though. I REALLY wanna know the name of the song that played when he drove the motorcycle, but I can't remember it, not for the life of me.
I feel like I've been slipping when it comes to blogging. I wanna respond to others, and things like that, but it's just not really possible with my compie. And then I don't get responses, which makes me feel silly for posting it. *sigh* But it's not really a bit deal, so there's no real worries. I miss bf. And I really don't wanna deal with my sisters, both of whom are out getting booty calls right now with MEN THAT THAT A SIGNIFICANT OTHER!!! Their excuses? 1.He doesn't love her. He already told me I'm the one he really wants, but he can't break up with her when she hasn't done anything wrong. (WHAT THE HECK WOMAN! HAVE MORE PRIDE IN YOURSELF!!!) 2.I don't want a relationship, I just want the ****. (HORNY BEAST!!! SHOW SOME RESTRAINT!!!)
Today's weather was perfect for me. I wore a dress, and did physical labor for my mom and sister. I'm so tired now though, I can't really think of anything else to post.
I'm glad Miniterm is over for my dearest Rozfire. Now you can start your last trimester at that school with a fresh outlook~! Also, I just reread Perfect Girl Evolution, and I came across the chapter with the necklace, and the nakedness, and I was highly amused. Chapters 53 and 54, I believe. SOOOOO funny. Ah, well.
I feel like I've been slipping when it comes to blogging. I wanna respond to others, and things like that, but it's just not really possible with my compie. And then I don't get responses, which makes me feel silly for posting it. *sigh* But it's not really a bit deal, so there's no real worries. I miss bf. And I really don't wanna deal with my sisters, both of whom are out getting booty calls right now with MEN THAT THAT A SIGNIFICANT OTHER!!! Their excuses? 1.He doesn't love her. He already told me I'm the one he really wants, but he can't break up with her when she hasn't done anything wrong. (WHAT THE HECK WOMAN! HAVE MORE PRIDE IN YOURSELF!!!) 2.I don't want a relationship, I just want the ****. (HORNY BEAST!!! SHOW SOME RESTRAINT!!!)
Today's weather was perfect for me. I wore a dress, and did physical labor for my mom and sister. I'm so tired now though, I can't really think of anything else to post.
I'm glad Miniterm is over for my dearest Rozfire. Now you can start your last trimester at that school with a fresh outlook~! Also, I just reread Perfect Girl Evolution, and I came across the chapter with the necklace, and the nakedness, and I was highly amused. Chapters 53 and 54, I believe. SOOOOO funny. Ah, well.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
....
As we left WallyWorld, we loaded the bags into the car. Mom handed me the keys so I could start up the car, and I did so. As Ninny settled herself in the seat, I shut the door and locked it. My mom banged on it, and I lowered the window just enough so she could hear me. "This Bit** has never driven with me and wants to dis me." I turn to Ninny and smile. "After this, then you can complain all you want about my driving, but I'll be dam*ed if I let you insult me with "Thank god ya'll made it back, if you let her drive for 10 minutes on the interstate at night" when you haven't even driven with me!" I turn back to my mother as Ninny hand starts to sneak towards the keys. "You can wait here ,or Ninny, if you try to touch anything, I'll just shoot off on the gas.*shifts gears to drive* Try me, I dare you. Mom, climb in the back seat or wait here, but this bit** is about to get a lesson on shooting off her mouth." I throw the gear in Reverse, pull out in a fast motion and shift gears again, shooting off in a speedy and showy way. Ninny is screaming at the top of her lungs, and it annoys me. "If you don't stop yelling, I'll crash us on purpose, I swear it. I'm not afraid to die." Her mouth promptly swung shut. I grinned and shot out of the parking lot, onto a little busy road leading to Food Lion. I pulled into Food Lion's parking lot, did a 180 and drove back where we came from. Parked the car in front of my mom and got out. Mom starts yelling, but I grin and talk quietly, so she has to shut up to hear me. "At least now she'll know what she's talking about when she says I'm horrible." They're both left speechless for a moment.
Yes, that was the best anger fueled fantasy of my day. I only wish I had the foolhardiness to do it. Currently I'm listening to some great love music on Pandora and missing bf. Since we've been on break our conversations have ranged in length from an hour to two hours. It's amazing.
Today, I went to get my license and scared my instructor. So I got a permit and a strict order to practice. Yay me. I also got some nice sweater/long sleeved shirts and dresses. The dresses don't fit me properly, so I have to take them back. Preferably tomorrow, but I'm not sure I'll be able to get up. After my test, I came home and slept til 10 20ish at night. It was odd. I was awake, but I wasn't awake. I could hear ppl, but I couldn't bring myself to move.
Since I slept so late, I don't get to take a shower tonight. I'm not supposed to wake Chay. But you know, I may hop in in a few moments. I'm so dirty, I wanna cry.
Ninny made me so angry today....*sigh* She runs her mouth off, which pisses me off because she doesn't know anything, and then expects me to agree with her? She's dreaming. I tell it like I see it. And I give insult for insult. And I don't even mean to sometimes. But no one would believe that I'm accidentally insulting to someone that has been insulting me. bleh.
Yesterday, I discovered two things. The first thing is, I have a overbearing addiction to/love of cuteness/cute things.
The second, more interesting one is, I'm the type of person that will not admit that I'm crying, regardless of the tears STILL running down my face. I'll remain turned away, and not talk til my voice won't shake, and I'll discreetly wipe my face, but I will not say, "I'm crying" if I can help it. Not when it's emotionally based. I mean, if there's tears, and I'm not upset (happens often enough) I'll say there's tears, but that's not 'crying' for me. So yay. I'm too proud to say I'm crying.
Last thing is, I really wanted my license. I knew I'd fail, but still, I wanted it. The instructor told me that she couldn't give me a license and let me out on the road when she knows I can't do it. If she heard of my getting into an accident, she would feel guilty because she would thing to herself "I knew she couldn't do it" so....that's scraped my pride a bit as well.
So, in honor of my scraped pride:
Quote:
Mother: "Remember the ground rules. If she drinks more than a six pack?"
6 yr old: "Lean her on her side."
Yes, that was the best anger fueled fantasy of my day. I only wish I had the foolhardiness to do it. Currently I'm listening to some great love music on Pandora and missing bf. Since we've been on break our conversations have ranged in length from an hour to two hours. It's amazing.
Today, I went to get my license and scared my instructor. So I got a permit and a strict order to practice. Yay me. I also got some nice sweater/long sleeved shirts and dresses. The dresses don't fit me properly, so I have to take them back. Preferably tomorrow, but I'm not sure I'll be able to get up. After my test, I came home and slept til 10 20ish at night. It was odd. I was awake, but I wasn't awake. I could hear ppl, but I couldn't bring myself to move.
Since I slept so late, I don't get to take a shower tonight. I'm not supposed to wake Chay. But you know, I may hop in in a few moments. I'm so dirty, I wanna cry.
Ninny made me so angry today....*sigh* She runs her mouth off, which pisses me off because she doesn't know anything, and then expects me to agree with her? She's dreaming. I tell it like I see it. And I give insult for insult. And I don't even mean to sometimes. But no one would believe that I'm accidentally insulting to someone that has been insulting me. bleh.
Yesterday, I discovered two things. The first thing is, I have a overbearing addiction to/love of cuteness/cute things.
The second, more interesting one is, I'm the type of person that will not admit that I'm crying, regardless of the tears STILL running down my face. I'll remain turned away, and not talk til my voice won't shake, and I'll discreetly wipe my face, but I will not say, "I'm crying" if I can help it. Not when it's emotionally based. I mean, if there's tears, and I'm not upset (happens often enough) I'll say there's tears, but that's not 'crying' for me. So yay. I'm too proud to say I'm crying.
Last thing is, I really wanted my license. I knew I'd fail, but still, I wanted it. The instructor told me that she couldn't give me a license and let me out on the road when she knows I can't do it. If she heard of my getting into an accident, she would feel guilty because she would thing to herself "I knew she couldn't do it" so....that's scraped my pride a bit as well.
So, in honor of my scraped pride:
Quote:
Mother: "Remember the ground rules. If she drinks more than a six pack?"
6 yr old: "Lean her on her side."
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Why do men have nipples?
Apparently the skin is formed before the sex is 'determined' physically, and that's why men have nipples. I've been wondering for WEEKS!
So, I have reappeared, and I am back. I was at my sister's house, where there is a deplorable amount of internet:(NONE)
They:
-tried to get me drunk
-Had me up by TEN OCLOCK every day (except today)
-Kept me up all night because the new mother yells are her baby when he cries, and comes out to smoke in frustration
-Somehow thought i had money to spare
-Had men over AT FOUR IN THE MORNING DAMN YOOOOOUUUUUU
-.....Just in general, ruined my opinion of them
-Convinced me I need to find them sex toys that are better than any man (because i just don't like their current habits and obsessions)
Phew. Yeah, I'm sure you didn't wanna know that.
Apparently a freind of mine does not believe my abilities with liquor...he has issued a challenge. And I accept. But only if bf comes with me. more details on that later.
I have a headache from hell right now, so I'm gonna go. I'll post when I'm not so tired. But first:
>.< BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!! My phone, my phone it hates me!!! I tried to call you at LEAST 4 times! And it wouldn't go through
Also, Maya is pregnant. I love her so much....she's so cute, I can't wait.
I love this song, and it fits this series perfectly:
So, I have reappeared, and I am back. I was at my sister's house, where there is a deplorable amount of internet:(NONE)
They:
-tried to get me drunk
-Had me up by TEN OCLOCK every day (except today)
-Kept me up all night because the new mother yells are her baby when he cries, and comes out to smoke in frustration
-Somehow thought i had money to spare
-Had men over AT FOUR IN THE MORNING DAMN YOOOOOUUUUUU
-.....Just in general, ruined my opinion of them
-Convinced me I need to find them sex toys that are better than any man (because i just don't like their current habits and obsessions)
Phew. Yeah, I'm sure you didn't wanna know that.
Apparently a freind of mine does not believe my abilities with liquor...he has issued a challenge. And I accept. But only if bf comes with me. more details on that later.
I have a headache from hell right now, so I'm gonna go. I'll post when I'm not so tired. But first:
>.< BFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!! My phone, my phone it hates me!!! I tried to call you at LEAST 4 times! And it wouldn't go through
Also, Maya is pregnant. I love her so much....she's so cute, I can't wait.
I love this song, and it fits this series perfectly:
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