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Like JP would say

2004-12-21T19:30:57Z

I FUCKING RAPED MY FIRST AND LAST FINAL!!!! FROM BEHIND, UP FRONT, SIDEWAYS, UPWAYS, DOWNWAYS, EVERYWAYS!!!! RRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

I BEAT IT TO A PULP, MY FUCKING HANDS HURT.

OH MAN. FEELS OH SO GOOD!!

AND THE BEST PART IS?? I'M GOING HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BY THE WAY, IF I KNEW HOW, THE SIZE OF THIS FONT WOULD BE 32479034702934, BUT SEEING THAT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO IT, I'LL JUST LEAVE IT LIKE THIS. BUT YOU CAN PROBABLY TELL HOW I'M FEELING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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AELI JA;LF JA;LFJ ;LKJ
LAFJ; ALKEJF;ALKWJ ;LKE J;L;KJLKJ
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YES, I HAVE OFFICIALLY GONE INSANE. BUT YOU CAN'T BLAME ME.

It's bloody fucking cold!

2004-12-20T15:57:27Z

The weather outside in INSANE! I really do hope my flight home tomorrow does not get cancelled or delayed. Because if it does, at this point, it's come to such measures that I'd make the pilot fly at gunpoint....at MY gunpoint....(OK, I'm kind of kidding about this part...I'd really do it if I didn't get in trouble, but if you're an authority figure and you're somehow reading this, then really, I AM lying).

So yes, I really really do want to go home. I will be ready for this final once finals time rolls around tomorrow.

On a different subject matter, I really really looooovvvvveeee my bro-bro! He is so awesome! Mummy told me this morning that he's been thinking about me everyday. He hasn't gone out to eat good food or hasn't had any extravagant food at home yet because he's been waiting for me to get home. He said he'd have to experience all those yum-yums with me. AND mum said that he's been asking if I call home everyday and if I haven't called yet, then he'll call me.

I WANT TO GO HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even my daddy sais to come home and play already! For Jeez sake!

In honour of Jips

2004-12-19T17:11:13Z

I was at breakfast w. Tina and Anda and I missed my baby JP.

So in honour of him, I drank OJ...with ice to dilute the juice....Jan-Pat style..you know.

Please be my condom.

2004-12-19T00:36:15Z

Jips, I promise. If you'll be my condom, I'll be yours. Puh-lease?? Don't leave me here!!
I'm all alooooooooonnnneeeeeeeeeee......

I'm going to be at church tomorrow, allll allloonnne, and God is going to be like, "Yo. Where JPizzle at? That ain't cool."

Psh. Don't be all rejective of me.

I don't like it when....

2004-12-16T06:23:42Z

you IM people. And they don't IM you back. And just sign off. When you know they're there. Like really, really there. Not like, "Oh, I'm going to sleep" or "Oh, I'm working" or "Oh, I'm leaving the room."

It's abusive.

And rejective.

Yeah, I just made up a word.

Although, I do it, too.

So in essence, I don't like myself.

But I already knew that.

Hahaahaha

2004-12-15T03:17:59Z

Oh man, short term memory much?

So there was a reason and purpose to my journal entry. I just forgot what is was. Stupid shower business was pissing me off.

Yes. So those damn telemarketers. Oh, they NEED to stop. I've gotten dozens of phone calls....none of which I answered. Now it's just a waste of time getting up to answer the phone, picking up and hanging up thereafter. But I answered one of them since my roommate was in, and I didn't want her to think I was weird....and this telemarketer asks to speak to Christina. I ask her who's calling and she says blahblahblahblahsoandsoandso, so can I talk to Christina please? HelllZ no, woman. I simply tell her Christina's not here and to call back later. Bitch. She probably knew I was lying, too. Teaches her right. I hate YOU!

Alas,

2004-12-15T03:14:32Z

I find myself writing another journal entry because I'm so fucking bored....AND because my suitemate is showering when I should be...they should know why now that I'm the only one that showers in the evening. Ew. AND they've been in there for literally half an hour. What kind of bullshit is that?! Get the fuck out of my shower!

So I've been bored and sick of typing for the past couple of hours. And that's why I'm typing again. Roar. So I've been very productive, I've been so on top of things that now I am ready to go home. Or at least just to hand these assignments and papers in. I am excited that I will e-mail my JUPS assignment in tonight, which is due tomorrow at 11AM. I finished it yesterday and decided to let it simmer today. So tonight after I shower (IF I ever fucking get to shower), I will revise my work, make any last minute changes and send that motherfucker in. At this point, I'm so sick of the material that we've covered in the semester and I'm just done writing about. 14pgs. Man oh man. And how much of that stuff if actually important? Ha.

I need to find something fun to do that doesn't require other people or using the computer. Hmm....seeing that there's no TV in here, not much else but sleep. Ugh. I really do need to venture outside some. It's cold, but it's terrible, because I spend less than an hour of my 24 hour day outdoors. It's a bit depressing.

OK. I don't know what the fuck is going on in that shower, but it's been forty minutes now. WTF kind of shit is that?

Oh Christmas time....

2004-12-14T04:33:08Z

You know, next week is Christmas, and the time leading up to that special day is suppose to be THE most fantabulous holiday season....at least for me. But I haven't really been feeling that Christmas-y. Maybe it's because the weather is all whack. Maybe it's because I'm working on finals.
So I've been making an effort to make lots of things in my presence Christmas-y. For instance, the first step I took was to make my AIM colors red and green! Yay! And then I made my desktop post-its red and green as well. And of course, my background for the desktop is continually Christmas-y and changing....and NOW! My toothbrush are green and red. Yes, I have two. The one that is green is used to clean my retainer (yum, yum) and then the red one I use to brush my teeth. Oh yes, and I've been listening to Christmas music! Duh! Christmas music, Clay Aiken style.

I don't think I've really been outside much these past few days. They have been spent sleeping, eating or typing in front of the computer....all indoors. I think a walk through the streets of New York City would definitely cheer me up....but WAIT. I'm not fucking going to be there until the 21st....FOUR days before Christmas Eve. How jacked up is that shit. ::le sigh::

Telemarketers....

2004-12-06T22:39:15Z

They leave me no choice but to be mean to them.

They don't seem to understand the meaning of "No Thanks." Seriously. You tell them you have two credit cards, you're happy with what you have and that you're not interested in getting a third one. But noooooooooooooooooooooo. They just keep on going on and on and on and on.....I don't have time for their trivial bullcrapshit. And then this one had the nerve to ask me, "Well, what do you credit cards do for you?" to which I replied," None of your business, bitch. It's better than what you're offering me." (Well, truth be told, I said that, minus the "bitch." But you know I was thinking it.) Then I just hung up on her. Jeez. I wish I could have smacked her over the phone....

I hate myself

2004-11-22T21:14:41Z

sometimes. AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I want to go home.

I have one class tomorrow.

I have one class on Wednesday.

Why, oh why, do I have to be so difficult and stay for those classes? WHY?! Instead of bitching about it, I should just do it! But I just can't seem to bring myself to do it. Boooooooo.

And now I'm left all bored b.c either ppl have classes or they already went home. I mean seriously, I though I was going home early when I knew I could leave on Wednesday morning. But one person left on Saturday. Then a bunch of ppl I know left already or tonight. AND like three or four ppl left English early to go home. You bastards. And then a bunch of ppl are leaving tomorrow. I hate you. Yes, you. (No, but really, I do love you. I'm just venting)

I want my mummy. And daddy. And brother. And my home. My roomS.(Yeah, both of them.) And to be able to make dessert. And pig out. And be a lazy bitch. Mmmm-hmmm.

Squirrels on this....

2004-11-10T16:04:51Z

campus are freaking beasts! For real. No joke.

I was walking from the library steps back to Copley, on that red brick road and there was a squirrel just standing by the side. I was less than a foot from it, and I swear it was like "Hurry the f*** up so I can cross, bee-yatch." And then I was passing by the bench near the ramp up to the Copley entrance. Another squirrel darted right in front of me, all around the bench acting as if he/she owned it. Psh. What nerve! I was about to stomp on it but it was faster than me. Boo.

You know, it interesting --- I'm taking a Justice and Peace course. Yet, people have been observing that I've become more violent since the beginning of the semester. Huh. Or maybe it's just certain people who are just getting on my nerves and uber is making an appearance.

Update on my mystery man: - so I think his name is Jeff Civillico. I figured if he MCed for DCAF, he must be mentioned in the Hoya. I typed in "juggler" in the search option, and lo and behold!
- he's in the Chimes. Or was. Or is. Not sure.

I've realized: - I need to stop stalking.
- I don't even remember what he looks like, nor did I really see his face from far away.
- I guess his personality and interaction with the audience really captured me.
- What's the point of finding things about him if I never see him.
- OR. Maybe I have seen him, but just don't know it because I don't remember what he looks like.
- I have better shit to do, like work.
- BUT. It would be nice if I could just see him and express how much I was impressed.
- prison outreach is getting boring. Damn you, inmates.
- Just kidding. Kind of, sort of, not really?

It's Jeff..

2004-11-08T04:42:23Z

...Slavefkeinsdlk something or other. Mol doesn't know how to spell it.

How awesome is it that she knows him? Or indirectly, at least. Le sigh.

I know that - he's a senior (boo)
- he's from PA (boo. Too far away)
- his name is Jeff Slaveknskldfjl
- he had a job at Busch Gardens entertaining
- went to Mol's brother school
- does tricks/juggling n shit
- one of Mol's friends stalked him.....no, not me, but soon will be.

The end.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeee.

2004-11-07T05:26:16Z

DCAF was awesome.

But that's besides the point.

There was an MC for the show and he was awesome! AwesomER than some of the a capella groups...yeah, I know, that's mean. But hey, I'm feeling uber-ish.

He was just so good with the audience...great entertainer...and aw, he's just a great, jolly, funny, silly, CUTE guy. Le sigh. ::dreamy look::

Aw man. He was so cute...

Yeah. So I was sitting on the top floor of Gaston, near the stage...Mr. MC was sitting on the steps down to the stage. And towards the end of the show, I looked his way (actually, I'll be honest. I was looking AT HIM just so I could get enough of his good looks)...as I started to turn away, I saw him look at me...but I just turned away really quickly and when I saw that he had turned away I looked his way again. STUPID MOVE! Because then he just turned back and stared at me. Oops much? Yeeaaahhh....and then of course I just quickly turned my head away. Yeeaaahhhh....smooooottthhh uber. Still a little, giddy HS girl at heart. Oh well. I doubt I'd recognize him if I saw him on campus....I wonder if he's a student. I think his name is Jack. kajd;flkajsd;lkfja;kd. I NEED TO KNOW.

Yeah.

The End

of my sad love life

which doesn't exist.

Big whoop.

Better things to do....like STUDY!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

And...one, two, three, BREAK.

Mama's masterpeice.....

2004-04-18T19:27:02Z

Wondering what Mama's masterpiece is, aren't you??

Hmmm....is it my mummy's wonderful food? My favorite dish that she made?

Or maybe my mom's an artist and she painted his wonderful painting that is now displayed in the Metropolitan Museum of Art on Fifth Ave....

Well, guess what???

You're WRONG!!!!

Mama's masterpiece is Mama MARIE's art work on Mo's HAIR! She CUT MO'S HAIR!!

And so the story begins....

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs named Tina, Mama and Mo. After brunch one fine Sunday morning, Tina and Mama run off to their respective rooms and Mo tells his two buddies, "I'm going to get my hair cut. See you later."

So Tina and Mama go to their own rooms.

Tina is busy typing away at the computer when she hears a "KNOCK KNOCK" at the door.
Curious but wary(because it could be the big bad wolf), she answers the door and sees......Mo...with a pair of clippers and a shitload of newspapers.

Mo squeals, "The hair cut places were all closed!! Why do they have to close on a Sunday? Here, cut my hair please, Tina."

Tina starts sqwauking "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. But maybe Mama will do it."

Lo and behold, Mama arrives at Tina's room and prepares to cut Mo's hair.

Surprised to find Mama knows how to cut someone's hair, Tina asks, "You know how to DO IT?"

Mama replies, "No."

"?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????," says Tina.

But Mama proceeds to craft a masterpiece out of Mo's hair....and indeed...what a masterpiece. During the process of crafting, Tina was at the computer screaming and shouting and yelling and sqwuaking and being anal and being terrified at the prospect of someone's hair all up onZ her clean-ass floor.

Unfortunately, Mama's masterpiece will not be on display until further notice....it will be hiding underneath a cap.

THE END

DISTURBING!!

2004-04-17T05:42:31Z

EW!!

My eyes are tainted!!

So I was in Dom's room tonight, with JP and mighty soldier Mo, watching Friends.....we were about to leave and LO AND BEHOLD!! WHAT DO I SEE?? Dom's werid-ass friend is nearly NEKKID!! Yes, nekkid!! He's only got his boxers on and he be prancing about his room!! WTF, mate?! Seriously! Can't he be a bit considerate?? Esp. in front of ppl (GIRL) that you don't even know?? Is it b.c I'm just prude or am I right in saying that what he did was just plain uncalled for??

My eyes have been de-flowered....forever....and ever....such a shame...

JP is my hero.

2004-02-25T23:48:31Z

He likes to make banana souffles.....

mushing up bananas.......

and mixing them with...

granola....

His banana souffle....WAIT. He's decided to change it to a banana shuffle. Yes, get that right...it's s-h-u-f-f-l-e.

Ah, JP. You're my hero.

PS: Clay is still my lover and I'm still listening to his music. Mmmhmmmm lovin' it!!

Day number 15?

2004-02-22T19:14:35Z

I think today is day #15. Still listening to Clay. Ahhhh....it's like honey to my ears....uuhhhh...yeaah...something like that.

Finally found Clay A's "Bridge Over Troubled Water" w. o the stupid fans screaming....from his single. FINALLY. W/o Metro's help. Hmph.

I forgot.

2004-02-20T17:00:39Z

Oops.

I forgot.

In the interview with Clay, some LADY(???????) asked how many undies were thrown at him.

He said somehow panties do get thrown up there on the stage.

87 panties.

2 depends. GROSS!! For those of y'alls who don't know....depends are diapers....for grannies. Not that grannies shouldn't use them. By all means, use them if you need them. JUST DON'T TAKE 'EM OFF AND THROW 'EM AT MY MAN!! ROAR!!

1 bra.

no_refund said she'd be the unique one and throw the bra.

I said I'd be "unique-er" and throw MYSELF. Yes. Myself.

YAY!!

2004-02-20T16:56:45Z

Whoo-hoooooooooooooo. Done with my classes for the week. BUT I still have work. Sniffles.

I'm excited to be going to Cheesecake Factory tonight. Yay!! It should be relaxing. Thank goodness.

I'm still listening to Clay Aiken. In fact, I found a site that had mp3s of demos that he recorded, so I downloaded more songs. So, what, hm...it's been, um, like day 12 of listening to Clay. Almost two weeks!! Hardcore!

I saw an interview that Clay gave and some person called in, asked what kind of girls he likes. Unmaterialistic, independent, has her own goals, doesn't rely on Clay for everything, blah blah. THAT'S ME!! He needs to come find me. AND he's trying to find someone who will like him for HIM, and not his career/money. ME, again!! For real!! AND he didn't mention uberness or anything. So he doesn't have to know about that. I am SO good to go!! Mmph!!

I went on my first can shift yesterday. That was fun. Afterwards JR decided that we needed to circle up and sing the Mu Alpha song. So they did. They being Tina, Elisa, Kemi, Rose, Yuka, JR and RJ. I was in the middle. Jumping up and down and clapping...to the beat. Whee. 'Twas fun. AND they all informed me that I could go to NewBroSis. YAY!! Well, not the ceremony (I don't giver a crappers about that since line 97 sucks. Oops. Did I just say that? My uberness is seeping through.) I can go to the party. Yay.

Ummm....I miss my parents. And my brother. I think they might be coming on the 29th of this month. Exciting. And then I go five days later. Har har.

Tootles.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DOM!!

2004-02-17T18:12:41Z

YAY!! Today is Dominick's birthday!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOMINICK!! Haha...he told me he felt TIRED and OLD. Poor Dom. Plus, he has two papers to write for tomorrow. And he can't BS them either. So that means he'll have to actually read the book. Sniffles.

HOME WAS AMAZING. I miss it already.

It's been over a week of listening to Clay's album. Today is day number 9. Wow.

Day number 5.

2004-02-13T06:21:47Z

I've made it to day number five for listening to the same album/artist EVERYDAY, TIME, etc.

Today was definitely a tiring day. And yet, I am still pretty wide awake, and am about to tackle some Spanish HW for next week, in addition to some English and Logic. Huh.

So I've had an exam today, came back from work at 7PM, had rehearsal until 10PM and then ran/power walked 4 miles. Huh. Not to mention not having slept much for the past two days.

Oh well.

BUT I GO HOME TOMORROW!! WAIT - It's today!! YAY!!

Busy, busy.

2004-02-12T03:12:56Z

WHOOP DEE DOO!! Two more nights and then I'm on my way home!! YAY!! I'm so happy about that. Going home is the only thing right now that is giving me the strength to finish the week off.

I was feeling a little better about tomorrow because I figured I'd go to one class, take a test in another and that'd be it. BUT NO! I forgot that I have my internship. Oh well. Hopefully it'll be another 5 o'clock day.

Today is the fourth consecutive day that I've been listening to "Measure of a Man." Huh. I'm wondering how long that'll go until.

I've always been watching Clay's performance of "Build Me Up Buttercup" literally 15 times today. It's one of my favorite performances of his.

no_refund and I were chatting today and found out that my longest obsession is her shortest. Ha. Ha.

So yes, today was a long day. 8:50AM - 6:00PM. Very tiring.

Poopers.

I miss my DVDs (and my karaoke machine, duh!) that are anxiously waiting for me to come home. Right. But I've just remembered that I'll be studying for two more exams next week. BOO. HOO.

Sigh.

2004-02-10T19:31:08Z

SIGH.

SIGH.

I feel like just collapsing and forgetting that I exist. Forget about everything.
I don't know why I should feel anymore tired/exhausted/pooped out than anyone else.

I thought college was suppose to be easier. Huh. Maybe it is. Maybe I'm just not remembering quite what I went through during high school. I'm thinking maybe it's because back home I had my parents and brother to understand and be there for me.
But now I'm pretty much on my own. It's sad. It's scary.

My eye is also still a bit red. I think it will get better by tomorrow.

I also need to find time to get my ass over the gym. I feel like I'm out of shape. But I think I'm losing weight....

Oh, oh. Sigh.

Good inmate.

2004-02-10T04:49:33Z

My eye is still red. Huh.

But I bought me some visine. Maybe that'll help clear things up.

I was worried that I was going to be disappointed with my inmate today. He asked me to give him HW last week and I was afraid he wasn't going to remember to do it and bring it back to me. BUT, he did!! It made me so happy. And what's even better is that he aced it, too. He kept on saying, "Yeah? Yeah? I feel so good!!" Haha. Good man. Well....at least he is now?

Four more long days until home sweet home. YES!!

AUGH!!

2004-02-09T19:47:50Z

My eye is still red. Wah. Wah.