Really?

Lately, I've been reading more and more about Keira Knightley. They go on about how she looks skeletal and anorexic and flat. I'm pretty sure she's just a skinny person...with no boobs. Believe it or not, it does happen.
There are skinny people out there. I am a skinny person. Very skinny, but I eat normally. I think you need to get over yourselves and realize that just because there is someone out there skinnier than you are, doesn't mean they're starving themselves.
Get over it.

I like Ike!

Soo hurricane Ike made landfall in Galveston as a category 2. A large category 2. Winds of 110 mph. Beaches were destroyed, downtown Houston is a mess, and even my hometown just north of it is pretty ugly...or so I heard.

And I missed the whole damn thing!

If the higher powers that be know one thing about me, they know that I love love LOVE natural disasters. And the first time one makes a beeline for my house--I'm away at school! Anyway, I can't really reach my family cause cell phone towers are down, but I can look at pictures. Rumor has it, they're gonna be out of power for 2 weeks. So they might either drive up this way, or go to Georgia and stay with the folks.

Man, my school is right in Tornadoe Alley. If I don't get at least one funnel, there'll be hell to pay.

Cheers

I need new friends

For serious

NEW COMPUTER!!

I am super excited.
I have a working computer, for the first time since May.
May, you guys.
It's an HP and works very well. It has a cool webcam too! I can't stop playing with it.

I'm such a child.

Cheers

PS. I'm still a whore.

Lustful wench

So I broke up with The Boyfriend

But I can't seem to stop getting physical with him

I am a dirty whore

Technology is:

evil.
In a word.
I have been lacking any sort of internet connection for most of the summer...and when I got it back for some reason my password wouldn't work. I swear, someone has it out for me.

But really, nothing much happened this summer. I worked like a slave is all. Some issues with The Boyfriend and most have been resolved but only to be replaced by new not so unrelated issues.
I've been reading a lot! :D
I got the fourth book in the Twilight series and read it in about 16 hours. I liked it...kind of. I have a lot of issues with a lot of the characters so I'm not sure how I feel about it, yet.

Working girl and not loving it

Either I'm working, or I'm in school. It's no fun. Plus, I'm paying for my own gas this summer when it's at a national average of 4 dollars.
I don't know if I've mentioned this already, but 4 dollars???

You've gotta be kidding me.
Plus, half my paycheck (which is meager already) is being eaten up by government and taxes. I try to complain to my dad but he just says, "It builds character. Welcome to the real world."

Well I've decided; I don't like the real world. It's no fun.

Long time no see

So it's been awhile. Almost a month.
I'm so sorry that I haven't been able to write to you, my non existent readers. But right after I got home, the hardrive on my computer crashed. Yeah, you heard me. Crashed. That means all of my music, pictures, and writing is potentially gone if I don't take drastic recovery methods.
Technically my life hangs in the balance.
Plus, I've got a job. Me? Working? Crazy, I know. It's true though. I am currently employed at Soma Intimates. I get to fit women for bras. And next week I start my summer class. But all this I know is no excuse for neglecting you, my nonexistent readers. I'll try to update more often. Try.

Cheers

Procrastination

It's absolutely terrible.
I have two finals tomorrow morning, and I'm hardly getting any studying done because I keep getting distracted. Like, I spent heaven knows how long browsing through Wikipedia. Wikipedia, people.

So, I can't believe I'm almost done with my first year of college. I'm absolutely dreading packing all of my crap to go home. I mean, looking around my room I have so much junk. I can throw most of it away though. Like canned stuff I won't need. Soap, toothpaste, razors. Those I can have at home. I'll put some stuff in storage, like my refrigerator and microwave and winter clothes and coats.
I meant to start packing friday. Whoops.
I am so ready to go home. As much as I hate to admit it. I miss my family. Even The Witch, which is my sixteen year old sister.
Two more days.
Ok, back to studying. For real.

Cheers

Grandoise

Which is what community colleges think they are. But they are not.

They are low budget, mediocre quality, fantastically convenient centers of learning.
You don't need SAT scores to get in.
100 % admission
Highest degree possible is an Associate's

Given that, why oh why is it so hard for me---a student enrolled in a university---to register for two classes during the summer? "State testing required." You've got to be kidding me. It's a calculus class and a government class. Why does the state need to test me? I've taken enough state tests to last me a life time. If not only that wretched TAKS test, but the math placements I took the summer before school started this year. I don't need state testing, and I don't want state testing. I can't even take it anyway, I'm too far away. I just want to go to school.
Get off your pedestal.
Rant over.

I don't think

I can do anything these days without mucking it up completely:

• No, that's not right.
• Oops, shouldn't have said that.
• Why did I do it?
• Why didn't I say that?

When did I become so graceless? Honestly.

Cheers

What happens

When it seems like its one storm after another and the sun has to fight to get through,
When you feel like you're tip-toeing through a minefield in four inch platforms,
When you want to cry, but you can't?
When it's not right, anymore?

What happens then?

Sweat it out

I went dancing Thursday night for the first time in a long time. It felt amazing!

The only problem was K. He didn't want me to go. But that was only a minor bump since Thursday was needed. I hadn't felt so...unstressed in ages. Remind me to do that again.

Cheers

That's not natural...

Over spring break, I decided to get a second hole pierced in my ears. I did it at that time mostly because I wanted to show my sister, S, that it didn't hurt. Any way, they looked extremely cool.


I've always wanted them pierced and I was soo psyched to finally do it. Like normal, they were a bit sore that day but by day two my right ear didn't hurt, but my left did. I thought nothing of it because that ear has always been more sensitive to earrings.





When I got back to campus, it still hurt! I couldn't hold the phone over that ear, sleep on it, or even wear headphones. On Monday it was super swollen and red and it really really hurt. So I called my mom and we agreed I should take it out. Well, taking it out was even more painful, so painful I started crying. So the earring is gone and I have two holes in one ear and one in the other. My ear is still swollen and it hurts. You can see it:





Good ear:










































Bad ear:

















































I know, ew.

Hopefully, it'll get better.


Cheers

This week was

Completely, totally, and utterly wonderful. Seven whole days of full nights of sleep and food. Real food. I got along with all of my sisters, even M who is 16 and usually at my throat (as I am hers), and only one day was there a disagreement. All four of us reverted to our inner nerdiness by watching all three Lord of the Rings (Special extended editions, thank you very much) in one day.

The downside was only seeing my dad for last night and this morning. His flight from China got in late, so I hardly got to see him. My heart wanted to stay home for another week. I even started crying at the airport, saying goodbye to my mom. I totally made it worse by looking back again and again to see her standing there and waving. Big, fat tears were rolling down my cheeks while I walked to my gate. It was embarrassing.

Oh well, only a few more weeks till summer. Not bad, right?


Cheers

No one reads this (SAVE THE ENVIRONMENT!)

Or at least no one reads and comments.

But, that's ok. I wasn't ever expecting anyone to. It's kind of comforting. I could post the most outrageous things and no one would know.

Awesome? I think so.

Anyway, so today in french class we talked about pollution and what we can and have done to help our planet. Now I couldn't tell what I did to help the environment in French, much less in English. Because I don't help the environment.

Ever.

I'm not an activist, tree-hugger, or animal rights pusher. It's not because I think it's ridiculous or stupid or anything. I'd love to make the world a better place. I'm just lazy. Too lazy to sort my recyclables, or use less water when I shower (I like 'em hot and I like 'em long), or bike and walk instead of drive.
I don't think that makes me a terrible person, just honest. Right? Cool.


Cheers


Oh alright, PETA is ridiculous and stupid. You know it, I know it, and they know it.
I'm just saying.

So, let me get this straight

Both of my parents are working 24/7 this weekend, so neither of them can come pick me up and take me home for spring break.

I have no car, so I can't drive home.

My boyfriend isn't going home until monday.

G is going to her grandparents.

The rest are leaving Thursday (and I have class for some reason....)

My dad has decided to fly me from DFW to IAH. A waste in my opinion.
Logically, I'm taking a shuttle to the airport. I also thought one of them would pick me up and take me home, but I think they're working. Still.

It's kinda disappointing, really. Oh well.

Cheers

No school tomorrow

Yay!

Cheers

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

That's what it did, today. It snowed. In march. In Texas.
At first it was that horrible slushy rain/snow/sleet stuff that no one likes. It was just coming down and it wouldn't stop. Hitting people in the face and making the whole campus miserable. Eventually, though, it turned into those beautiful huge snowflakes that don't make a sound when they fall. The kind that you get in the north. It was almost like I was back in Rochester. Hopefully they will close the campus tomorrow. A snow day on Friday. How awesome would that be?

We got six inches.

Cheers

Best Friends Forever

It's funny how just a few days ago I thought my friendship with G was done for good. I mean, if you'd seen just how upset I'd made her you'd have resigned yourself to that fact, too.

She had sent me a message (which made me cry) and I sent one back. Then we decided we would get together and talk. We tried on Monday and Tuesday but we couldn't meet for various reasons. On Wednesday we could finally get together. We sat down and ate and talked about everything but the big blow up. Finally G said, "So are we going to talk about this awkward-ness, or what?"
I said, "I guess we have to."
Then we were quiet for a bit, then G said "You were right in what you said."
I was like, "You were right, too." then "So...are we done?"
G was like, "Yes."
And that was that.
What we had wanted to say was in our messages to each other (which makes me wonder about the impact Facebook is really making) and we both realized we were wrong on some points and we were right on others. It seems like nothing happened at all. Which is all very weird. But whatever, I have my Russian Blood Sister back.

Cheers

My Best Friend Hates Me

And I'm a terrible friend, and I fudged things up completely.

I'm A Relaxed Cat

You're 6:49 a.m.
You're the time of day right around sunrise, when the sky is still a pale bluish gray. The streets are empty, and the grass and leaves are a little bit sparkly with dew. You are the sound of a few chirpy birds outside the window. You are quiet, peaceful, and contemplative. If you move slowly, it's not because you're lazy ? it's because you know there's no reason to rush. You move like a relaxed cat, pausing for deep stretches that make your muscles feel alive. You are long sips of tea or coffee (out of a mug that's held with both hands) that slowly warm your insides just as the sun is brightening the sky.


Which is weird...I hate mornings. Oh well.

Oh Obama

Yesterday I skipped my classes to go see Barack Obama speak. The arena where it was held had a capacity of 19,000 and it was full. I went with a friend of mine, and by the time we got there the line was already twisted and turned throughout the parking garage.

I lost count at how many people we passed to get inside, but it was a lot. The hour or so we stood in line was completely worth it to see him speak. Let me tell you, Obama is an amazing speaker. He certainly knows how to get a crowd going. I heard later people talking about how seeing Obama speak was something like a religious experience, and I must say they were right. It was phenomenal.


Cheers

Study, study, study

That's all I did today.

I left my room once to eat at McDonald's. It was really, really cold. I just watched the most recent episode of Degrassi: The Next Generation (one of my favorite shows) online. Emma joined the group of scantily clad girls, who represent this sports drink that was sponsoring a badminton tournament at Degrassi, to prove she was unpredictable. Well turns out she didn't like what they were all about so she spoke out against it and the lead girl person said she either had to "shut up or take off the dress."

So she took it off. In front of everyone.

I think it was kind of badass. I wish I had the guts to be like her--except not vegetarian.

I still miss you.


Cheers

Carless in college

It’s nothing extremely devastating or anything it just means I’m stuck on campus with nothing to do.

Tonight though my best friend, G, came over for a good ol’ fashioned movie night. Cruel Intentions, Election, and popcorn. It was a party.

I miss you, love.


Cheers

I think it's because I have nothing else to do

That I've written in this thing for three days in a row. Oh well.

So did you hear about the shooting at Northern Illinois University? Holy crap. The whole school shooting thing is really getting out of hand. I don't like it at all. I found out from my mom, who worries about everything. It's bad enough she already wants me to go to a school about 30 minutes from home, another shooting at a college and I'll be in community college within walking distance from my house.

My boyfriend leaves today for the weekend.

On a lighter note I got a card from my mommy and daddy in the mail। It said, "I'm smiling because you're my daughter....and I'm laughing because there's nothing you can do about it!"

Hahahaha

Cheers

Valentine's Day

To be quite honest, I have never been a fan of Valentine's day. Not only because the history of St. Valentine's Day is kind of bloody and very unromantic, but because I was bitter. Still am, actually.

I totally used to be one of those girls that only got cards and candy from her bestest friends (who were also single, lonely, and bitter) and watched the popular, gorgeous girls get teddy bears of obnoxious sizes and candy from their boyfriends-of-the-week. I was so jealous. That night, I would sit at home babysitting my little sisters while my parents went out. I'd watch Lifetime movies and eat the candy my parents gave me because I think they felt bad for me or they were secretly glad no boy knew I existed. Or both. Anyway I was a bitter, bitter girl.

This year, however, I have no reason to be bitter. For this year my wonderful boyfriend of 5 months gave me the best Valentine's day present ever! Please excuse the next bit of gushy, fluffiness because I'm feeling very gushy and fluffy at the moment The first thing I saw was your typical Hallmark card and then I saw this little wooden box next to it. Inside was a handwritten letter. It was almost novel length, too. I'd retype it on here for you, but I don't want to. Anyway, the letter was extremely cheesy but I loved every word of it. He also explained that the box was for me to put anything that was representive or reminded me of us. Aaawwwww!! Oh but I didn't even tell you the best part! When I picked up my schoolbag, inside I found this huge box of milk chocolate truffles. My absolute favorite. Also, when I left my room on the outside of my door was a huge poster with a picture of us in the middle and "I Love You" in twenty five languages. I know, I counted.

Later tonight we're going out for dinner at Olive Garden, which I am super excited about. Their breadsticks are amazing.

Oh yes, not to be forgotten by my parents, they sent me a bouquet of tulips and a card. This is also including the chocolate my dad brought when he came to visit me. I swear, they pay more attention to me now that I'm gone.

So, anyway, this year has got to be the best Valentine's as of yet. Why? Because I'm not going to be watching Lifetime wishing I was the lucky bitch making out with the hottie on the screen. I am a lucky bitch with my own hottie to make out with. Don't get me wrong, the whole concept of Valentine's day is really ridiculous and useless and a corporate scandal, but this corporate scandal worked out in my favor this year and I'm going with it.

Cheers

Well

I started a blog. I cannot make any promises that I will update regularly (or at all) after this one. Why?
Because I'm lazy.
Also because, chances are, absolutely no one will read this. Ever. But that's ok. Nothing important, thought provoking, or extremely in depth will be posted. So, yeah.

Cheers