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.