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why does this always happen to me?

- yes I like to publish obscure rhetorical questions because it's better to post them here than to say them out loud... cause then you get funny looks from people.

Summer Reading

As most of you know, I am a reading-aholic, it doesn't flow as well as alcoholic, but oh well. On a recent trip to Borders, I found that one of my favorite authors (Ally Carter) had put out a new book, I also found two more books and have decided to make a summer reading list.

Better to spend my money on books than on hookers and alcohol.

Book List for Summer 2009

Don't Judge a Girl by Her Cover (Ally Carter)
Fishbowl (by Sarah Mlynowski)
Wake (by Lisa McMann)
Lost in a Good Book (Jasper Fforde)
First Among Sequels (Jasper Fforde)

more to come after some more trips from Borders

I'll most likely spend my days in the library where there's air conditioning

Drunk people make me LOL

So all my grades are in (pretty much) I passed all my classes, thank god! Which means I passes econ! Oh Em fucking Gee I seriously thoguht that I was going to fail. I hate econ, if possible more so than math.

Congrats to Brenda who got second at NCAA Div I Nationals in the 1500m, she's awesome (round of applause)

I've nothing more to say about my dull life, except read the above title.

June Gloom seems to be over [sad face for hot weather] and summer school starts next week, but I'm glad that it will give me something to do and I get to sit in air conditioned buildings for 4 days a week.

SCORE

Let's rock down to Electric Avenue

Bonjour! I have gone to Samy's Camera and learned the basics of developing your own film. My bathroom is going to start morphing into a dark room, and I'll post some of my pictures here.

I know you're all jealous that I'm gonna be walking around snapping pictures with an oatmeal box, but you'll get over it.

Cause really, who wants to walk around with an oatmeal box anyways?

LOVE LOVE LOVE!

The Mystery of the Anonymous Commenter

Hello boys and girls! I've been reading too many Jasper Fforde novels, and have been feeling detective-y (is that a word? Firefox says no)

So I've been left an anonymous comment! (Thank you anonymous commenter!) and my goal is to follow the clues and take finger prints and something with a forensics lab and books worms....

WELL, maybe not. That might only work with Jasper Fforde novels and CSI, sad times....

Oh. I was washing a pot to make mac and cheese in and the water turned off, right after I got the pot all sudsy! So I was walking around the apartment with a soapy pot. It's still soapy so I didn't have mac and cheese.

ONE MORE FINAL! And then I'm buying myself the Sims 3 cause it looks hella tight and I love building things in that game! I had the Sims 2 but all I did was build houses and stuff. Like I'd build a nice house... then move in a family... then get bored and go build another.

Maybe I should be an architect...

time to go study for my last final! Maybe I"ll post a video blog after my last one tomorrow [insert smiles!]

Maybe.

xoxo

"I'm bluffin with my muffin"
- gotta love Lady Gaga

Look Whose Back!

Guess whose back
Back again.
Yes, I'm back
Tell a friend.

you have to sing that in tune to that one Eminem song or it doesn't work.

I think this page of interweb keeps me sane during finals week, cause I have a billion and 1 thoughts swirling around in the vortex of my brain and when you try to add calculus, something explodes and I go completely mental.

Good times in Margarita-ville.

And no, that one had nothing to do with a song.

I apologize for the past few posts, and this upcoming series of posts, because they're going to get more and more bizarre as finals week drags on. And on my last day of finals, I might have a parade.

So look for me and my flower covered car. I'll be sitting on top waving like the Rose Queen.

I'm not sure whose going to be driving...

COVER YOUR EYES!

People make me laugh.
Especially when they live up to my expectations.
Good or Bad.

Ok, I'm done now I promise [smiley face!]

Five things that are on my mind besides my math final:
1. I want to go to color me mine
2. I applied to Borders for the summer, I hope they accept me. I hope Borders Guy shows up.
3. I love V for Vendetta
4. LOL at my homie who is exactly who I thought they were
5. When did I become all 'woe is me' angsty? I need to stop this crap...
6. DANCE PARTY!

now to find some music...
can one dance party to 1812 Overture?
didn't think so...

Goodnight, goodnight, till it be 'morrow.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.

I want to be a conductor.
Not for trains, for music!
And building explosions

I want to shave my head....
ok not really.
I'm really done now.

I've put on my big girl panties and gotten an apple from the fridge. I'm good and done with this.

Am I allowed to say panties on a public forum?
Maybe I should censor it...
COVER YOUR EYES!

Ok, that should about do it [insert smile!]

Should I add another quote?
Good god I could listen to Hugo Weaving's voice all day...

Ok, NOW I'm done.

lies! I think I like to ramble on and on and on. I think there was a literary genre for that kind of writing. Train of Consciousness. Google that shit [COVER YOUR EYES!]. But yeah, story of my life, this is really how my brain works... I go off on random tangents and try to wrap it all pretty with a great big bow to make me seem intelligent.

Is it working?

Maybe I should write another story. Did you notice that I didn't finish my computer eats me one? No, probably not.

I guess I have more readers than I thought, because my counter thingy says that a lot of people come here, so I must be mildly entertaining, amusing, good to laugh at. Whatever it may be it makes me happy.

Oh crap! They're trying to sell me a movie print from V for Vendetta for 200$

If anyone needs a place to hang for like 2 months this summer, I need a fifth roommate. The bonus is that you get to listen to my ramblings all day instead of reading them. I swear it's a lot more funny in person.

"If I had one wish, it would be to see you again."

And now my brain has started singing "See You Again" by Miley Cyrus.

I need to go to bed and stop dance partying.

"Now cracks a noble heart. Goodnight sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest."

yes. I quote Shakespeare. so shoot me.
actually, please don't.

Would you... Dance with me?

It's official, I LOVE V for Vendetta. Best movie of all time, I don't think it could ever get any better that that. Humor, explosions, love stories, British people, Hugo Weaving... it's the best.

"Why won't you die!?"
"Behind this mask is an Idea, Mr. Creedy, and Ideas are bulletproof."

OHEMGEE, even though I've seen the movie about 20+ times, I still sigh and swoon with the best of them

"I could see nothing else, until I met you. I fell in love with you Evey. Like I no longer thought I could..."

*sigh*

And then the last scene, where all the Guy Fawkes people are storming through the streets of London... and then ...

"Tell me, do you like music, Mr. Finch?"

This movie is probably the reason I started liking/listening to classical music. And now whenever I hear the 1812 Overture by Tchaikovsky (can't spell that to save my life) I imagine things blowing up in sync with it... LAUGH OUT LOUD !

Love love love love love!

The guy who plays V (Hugo Weaving) has the most beautiful voice I've ever heard in my life. Possibly more swoon-worthy than Michael Crawford!

"BLASPHEMY!" I hear you cry out, pitchforks raised and torches lit.

With a dramatic swoop of my cape (a la Phantom of the Opera and V) I flee to the corner of my room and wrap myself in the comforter hanging from the wall and disappear! (A la Phantom of the Opera and a couple dead Jedi)

Why I have a comforter hanging from the wall in my room? I hear you ask, pitchforks now stowed away safely and torches put out.

Because, I reply from my secure and undisclosed location, I was using it to cover the blinds so that the light wouldn't be let in while I napped. One of the pegs I was using fell out and now its only half up.

"Stop! Get your hand off that lever!"
"No"
"Why are you doing this?"
Because he seduced me with his tres sexy voice! (Oh wait, that wasn't in the movie... that's just me... heh heh... sorry bout that...)
"Because he was right"
About what?"
"This country needs more than a building right now, it needs hope."

I can fill a whole page with quotes I love, but I guess I can settle for watching the movie again. I'll be in the library all of tomorrow studying my cute little arse off for my math final at 6. Come bring me cookies! Or Hugo Weaving's voice. Or the Phantom of the Opera; preferably one who sounds like Michael Crawford... or maybe Hugo Weaving...

No, I'm not obsessed....

DONT JUDGE ME [insert smily face!]

xoxo

Ps...
"Why, a revolution without dancing is not a revolution worth having."

Remember, Remember..

I'm watching V for Vendetta, can you tell? It's my favorite movie ever [insert happy face] Oh! He's doing the monologue with V's, I love this part, I would quote along with him but I don't know the word, but I'll post this bad boy:



do you enjoy music?

Change

And it's a sad picture
The final blow hits you
Somebody else gets
What you wanted again
You know it's all the same
Another time and place
Repeating history
And you're getting sick of it

But I believe in whatever you do
And I'll do anything to see it through
Because these things will change

Can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up
To hold us back
Will fall down
It's a revolution
The time will come for us to finally win
We'll sing hallelujah
We'll sing hallelujah, oh

So we've been outnumbered
Raided and now cornered
It's hard to fight
When the fight ain't fair

We're getting stronger now
Found things they never found
They might be bigger
But we're faster and never scared

You can walk away
Say we don't need this
But there's something in your eyes
Says we can beat this
'Cause these things will change

Can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up
To hold us back
Will fall down
It's a revolution
The time will come for us to finally win
We'll sing hallelujah
We'll sing hallelujah, oh

Tonight we'll stand and get off our knees
Fight for what we've worked for
All these years
The battle was long
It was the fight of our lives
But we'll stand up, champions tonight
It was the night things changed

Can you see it now?
The walls that they put up
To hold us back
Fell down
It's a revolution
Throw your hands up
'Cause we never gave in
We'll sing hallelujah
We sang hallelujah
Hallelujah

Chain Mail Ghost.

As I was perusing youtube, I scrolled through the comments of a lovely Michale Crawford video (swoon) and about halfway down the page, I see a large paragraph that starts with "Once you start reading this you can't stop, sorry..." and I was like BITCHES! So of course the internet gods made sure that I finished the reading the story about some girl who was killed while walking her dog through some forest and when I reached the end, I had about 2.9 seconds to re-post the video, or I would die and so would everyone I knew and the world would end as we know it.

SO of course I run around screaming, "OH SHIT! OH SHIT! for about 2 seconds , leaving me .9 seconds to re-post and save the world.

Ok, no... but really, after I read the first line, I scoffed and scrolled down to keep reading comments about the wonderfull-ness of Michael Crawford's voice (swoon) and then I went to go check my facebook (cause you know, only cool people go on facebook) and then I peacefully went to bed.

The odd whoomping noise coming from my laptop didn't bother me, seeing how I don't really treat it that well (what, with spilling water all over it and such). So I went to bed, not really noticing the the whoomping noise was getting louder and the usually calm blue glow that emitted from my laptop had started to turn a sinister red...

The next day, I flip open my computer and log onto my webmail, but when I click the "login" button, a large crack sounds through my room and throws me back into my seat, and then my screen goes completely black, and before I can even say 'oh fuuck!' a sound like a giant vacuum starts and all I watch in horror as my computer screen gets larger and larger and my rolly chair starts to get pulled towards it.

In a final act of self defense, I grab onto the edge of my desk, my legs are already in my laptop flopping around in teh weird empty space behind my screen, and I scream as my fingers slip. I then grab the next closest things - my makeup bag and a can of macadamia nuts.

'Well I'm screwed' I think to myself as I go flying through my screen and leave my room behind.

(my adventures with chain letters will be continued after I take a shower)

I want to go on an adventure,

Who wants to go with me?