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Holy shit. Ok this is just so that I know what I did this end of week with regard to copious food and beverage consumption, so that I can make better choices in the next few days about eating:
Wednesday
-Chocolate covered Krispy Kreme
-Green tea
-Cripsy chicken sandwich from BK
-Wild Cherry Pepsi
-Three slices of Papa John's pizza (pepperoni, sausage and extra cheese)
-Crusts dipped in garlic sauce
-Diet Mountain Dew
Thursday
-Mountain Dew
-Hot dog w/ketchup
-Two cheese burgers (grilled outside, cus that somehow makes it better)
-Six or seven beers
-Various drunken snacks (chips, hot dog buns, etc.)
Friday
-Whopper with cheese from BK
-Chick-fil-a fries
-Unsweetened tea
-Two slices of Chanello's pizza (cheese)
-Pepsi
-Three Bud Lights
-5 shots of Bacardi, the Captain.
-Pokey sticks
-Sprite Zero
Saturday
-Hot dog with Ketchup
-Diet Coke (little cup thing)
-Two regular Cokes (little cup thing)
-Crackers and cheese
-Two chili dogs w/ketchup
-Stuffed shells from P&P
-Bread roll from P&P w/butter
-Unsweetened tea
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| Wednesday, July 26th, 2006 10:08AM |
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Including today. Yes, sadly on Friday evening I'll be leaving Georgetown's hellhole forever. Parting is such sweet sorrow. And by sweet, I mean wonderful; and by sorrow, I mean I'm sad that I couldn't leave earlier. The internship was cool, but overall it was not worth $6,000 bucks to deal with shit over the past 2 months. I'm not getting paid so my bank account went from like $800 to $350 over the summer--most of which was spent on food... not gonna lie though, about $200 of it was on shopping sprees. I guess spending $450 really isn't that much considering I'm in D.C. but living off $350 bucks with no foreseeable income in the coming months? I'm gonna have to budget my pokey stick spending...
So besides being next to broke, tired, repulsed by my selfish roommates, and otherwise exhausted with life--I'm doing well. Mostly because I move out Friday. I also know that I'm going to King's Dominion Monday... so that's kinda getting me through as well.
I'm kind of sad that I'm not going to have my other journal to update... it's actually kind of fun ranting about how much I hate the people I live with. Who knew? But for those of you who are keeping track of it, there are still more entries to come. I'm gonna try to scrape one out today--but tomorrow--be prepared. (Read, party happening in the apartment tonight/final exam tomorrow). Tensions will mount, beer will be spilled and some bitches will get fucked up. So I guess that's my advertisement for tomorrow's other journal entry. Although I really shouldn't promise anything good. But I just know I'm going to get some juicy happenings.
I'm cold. And at work. Not working. Should get back to looking like I'm being productive--meaning updating my other journal... seriously all that typing on the screen makes it look like I am doing something serious. No one has ever questioned my work ethic... except that one time that I was on AIM and my boss walked up and saw the conversations I was having with like 5 different people... but that was just that one time... anyway -- ciao. |
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| Thursday, July 20th, 2006 2:35PM |
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I was bored;
(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)
| ✓ I miss somebody right now. |
✓ I don't watch much TV these days. |
✓ I own lots of books. |
| × I wear glasses or contact lenses. |
× I love to play video games. |
× I've tried marijuana. |
| ✓ I've watched porn movies. |
× I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship. |
✓ I believe honesty is usually the best policy. |
| ✓ I curse sometimes. |
× I have changed a lot mentally over the last year. |
× I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me. |
( it goes on... ) |
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| The Quest for the Cell Phone |
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| Tuesday, July 11th, 2006 12:22PM |
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I was deciding which blog I wanted to put this story into, and after much deliberation, I've decided it belongs here. I've decided the other blog requires some creative ability and angst. I feel I don't have to be passionate and poetic here. But if you want to believe that this is good writing, here's another reason I put it here: The girl of whom I am about to speak of has really nothing to do with the selfish roommates that plague the other blog. No, this girl has only to do with my own drunken stupidity. And so here it is with my name attached to it:
What was the most exciting part of the second overtime of the World Cup? If you said: finding out that my cell phone would be returned, then you'd be wrong. The most exciting part was Zidane's headbutt--duh. But, the second most exciting thing was definitely getting a call from some Asian chick saying that she'd found my cell phone.
After my elation subsided, I started asking myself questions about the whole situation. If I found a phone on the bathroom floor of Fuddruckers, I wouldn't bother taking it back home with me, I'd give it to the Fuddruckers people. And if, for some reason, I drunkenly decided to take the phone with me, I'd call someone from it the next day to try to return it. Probably the person listed as "Home" or maybe "Dad" or "Mom Cell." But hey, that's just me. And I'd probably keep that phone on me so that I could answer if someone else called, like perhaps the person who lost it.
But again, I'm indebted to her right? She had my phone, so as far as I was concerned I had to pretend that she was golden. So despite her un-cooperativeness with my shitty situation thus far, I decided that I would do anything and everything in my power to please her so that I could get my phone back. I agreed to meet her in Pentagon City, VA. Not that far from DC but a good 15 minute metro ride after work.
So I prepard to go to VA to get my phone back, even though I lost it at a place literally 3 blocks from my work.
I was kind of sketched out by this girl, so I asked Hilary to come with me to Pentagon City (Pentagon City= huge mall= easy to get Hilary there). I guess I'll skip the part where I couldn't find Hilary (read, a cell phone) for 30 minutes and had to call the Asian chick from a payphone and attempt to get directions while fumbling to put pennies back in my change purse. I think that sentence is enough to demonstrate the suckitude of the situation. So finally I find Hilary and tell her the sitch: Asian chick wants me to meet her across the street, through a parking lot, through construction, and past an urgent care place and a BMW dealership. I was skecthed out when I thought we were going to meet in the nice serence atmosphere that pervades the mall, and now she wants me to walk through a parking lot and a construction site?
PS. I had no idea where I was. PPS. Neither did Hilary.
So we attempt to make our way over to her shittily described destination, calling her ever 5 minutes to ask for directions.
"Seriously, we've never been here before, we don't know where you want us to go."
"Where are you?"
"Um, there's a huge construction site on the left and we're standing outside a Best Buy."
"Ok walk toward the construction go past it and it's the first building."
"I mean, we're really kind out of our knowledge area here."
"It's only a block..." What she forgot to add is "If you go the right way."
Sooo we walk past the construction (TOooootally sketch, btw) and wind up across from an apartment complex, a hotel and a high rise office building. No urgent care place or a BMW dealership. Shit. Call Asian back. She starts yelling at us for being so dumb. Hello bitch, how many times did we say we DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE OR WHERE WE'RE GOING! So we tell we're at the intersection of S. Eanes and 15th (or something like that) and she's like:
"I don't know where that is, what did you guys do. I told you to turn left before you got to the construction."
Yeah, as you can see my direct quotes from above, she said to "walk past" the construction. Not "turn left." And to make matters worse, some douchebag guy was laughing in the background. How is she gonna call the shots on where we meet and not know street names? She should have been able to drive the "block" to where we were. Since, you know, it was only a block away.
So finally we get to the BMW dealership where her asshole boyfriend honks at us as we walk up, just incase we couldn't tell that we were supposed to meet them--the only people in the parking lot. So I ran across four lanes of traffic to get to their car. I'm sure she thought it would have been more intimidating if she had her boyfriend driving. It had that whole drug deal gone bad feel to it. But I actually thought it was a good thing she wasn't driving, I would have been scared shitless. Asian + female + driver's seat = assured death.
So I approached the window. She passed it to him, and he handed me the phone. I said, "Thanks." And they drove off. Just like that.
Good. I'm glad I didn't have to pretend like she was holy anymore. I had my phone. I had the power. But they still had a big metal car, so I didn't fuck with them.
And so, Hilary and I trudged back to the mall feeling half victorious and half berated. So we decided not to let some ugly Asian chick and her semi-cute but probably short boyfriend ruin our evening. We went back to the mall and perused Ann Taylor and Victoria's Secret and ate Taco Bell. Ay, yo quieroed it very much. The day concluded with new shoes, and a pedicure.
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| Tales of Woe, Sorrow, and ????? |
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| Sunday, July 9th, 2006 9:41PM |
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So Friday night I go out on the town with the people from G-town plus this kid from Miami--a high roller who carries around Franklins like Ben was actually a president. Anyway, we get into this club and due to some prior hard core pre-gaming that involved chugging something that was probably 40% alcohol, I was already pretty wasted. So I start talking to this guy who graduated from MD last year--electrical engineer, 6'2"ish and really hot. He and his friend bought me drinks and then I went down to the dance floor and probably fell all over myself and tried to pass it off as dancing. I made out with the hot guy, so the night wasn't a complete waste. But even after they started buying me water (yes I was that wasted that some guy I was making out with bought me WATER), I was still beyond drunk. Since I can't even stand in heels sober, drunk Kelly on heels was needless to say, a disaster. So in so many words, the bouncers make it clear to the people I came with that I should leave. Oops. Well I guess there is a first time for everything. We go to Fuddruckers where the scent of their usually deliciously amazingly good fries smelled like shit to me. I was so drunk that I wasn't even hungry. I made many embarrassing phone calls. One of which I remember the conversation. Another where I think Jenn Kolos didn't answer. A third to Olga, who re-capped my night but I have no recollection of dialing her. AAAAnnd then I woke up the next morning without my phone. So there may be more of you out there that got hollered at by a very drunk me on Friday. It just means you are cool and that I love you. After texting/calling my phone multiple times, I finally had THE conversation with the mother about losing it. Disconnected it. Talked about having to pay $200 for a new one--which I was not about at all. Then today during the 2OT of the World Cup, a girl calls my friend's phone (the one we texted mine from) saying she has mine. So tomorrow Kelly's Telly will be returned to its rightful owner after a two-day absence. I can't wait. And I'll know for sure who I called!!! Much love to you all! |
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| Thursday, June 29th, 2006 10:00PM |
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This woman asked us if she could take a free picture from Verizon. I told her I hate Verizon but that I felt bad for her. So here is the end result:
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| Thursday, June 29th, 2006 1:42PM |
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Two postings a day is not going to happen that often. That other lj is exhausting. I went to see Ben Folds play with the Baltimore Symphony last night with Danielle. It was pretty awesome. We had lawn seats but when the pavilion wound up not filling up that well, they opened it up to us lawn people. So bottom line, we paid 25 bucks for pavilion seats for an awesome concert. It smelled like vomit to me the whole time, though. Don't know what's up with that.
Went to Chipotle today with Amanda. She went to buy me a Margarita but they wouldn't take her ID because it said "Under 21" on it, even though the year she is "under 21" until is 2005. Last year. Yeah. The lady told her it was illegal, so she told them that she works for a law firm in the city and that she knew that it wasn't illegal. They told her that they couldn't accept it, but then gave her the food for free. Sweet deal!! I mean, I didn't get a margarita, but she did save like 7 bucks, so I think that was worth it.
I leave for Canada at 6:25 tomorrow morning... boo. That means I have to leave the apt at like 3:30 a.m. So yeah, I should get back to work and get all this stuff done cuz I'm leaving early baby! |
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| Wednesday, June 28th, 2006 11:25AM |
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So exciting! Well I've decided that this is like my personal space and that all the G-town drama should have its own lj site. SOooo if you are interested--send me an email me oooor IM me ooooor call me. And I'll be sure to let you know what the new site is... little less drama to not have my name on it. But it's all gravy cuz I don't lock entries. So yeah, I found a happy medium between not wantting to lock and not wanting to have more hell than I already do living here! So just let me know if you are interested. And then you can tell all your friends about it...
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| Tuesday, June 27th, 2006 1:15PM |
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Ususally we say that when we win. But we lost. Final game of the college world series and we just couldn't pull it out. Oh well I love my Heels anyway.
Brazil won today. And I'm scared to even say I have a bet going on the France-Spain game for fear of jinxing myself. Some things are better left unsaid.
Rant for the day:
When did people become so shameless? I was thinking about this on the way to work today, and I've decided that I'm such a bitch because of my pride. I don't think it's ok to eat someone else's food without asking, and for that matter, I usually won't ask for food. Transitive property: I don't eat other peoples' food. Or borrow their clothes. Or shoes. I mean there is a difference between sharing and being a greedy, slobbering pig. There is a fine line as far as I am concerned. For example: Yesterday when Aderol and I took the bus to Dupont, she takes out a pack of gum and removes a piece to eat. A woman nearby says, "Oh gum, can I have a piece?" Who the hell is this woman? And why does she think she has a claim to a piece of gum from a person she has never met? But Aderol gives her a piece anyway, with a SMILE. What has the world come to? Since when is this ok? Someone please tell me! I mean to me this is just beyond rude. Again--pride issue. I didn't even think of asking for gum, the thought of wanting gum didn't even cross my mind even though I saw an open pack in the hands of someone right next to me. I just don't know why people think that they can have whatever they want from someone else. And then if you say no, it's like "Fuck you, you bitch!" Since when is not wanting to give someone something you paid for grounds for social disenfranchisement? I mean I get it: "sharing is caring" as Barney always said. I understand that we need to learn to peacefully co-exist, but I don't understand why I have become everyone's food whore. Oh, wait, yes I do. Because the guys downstairs don't buy food for themselves and the girls in my room don't eat food--and thus don't have anything worth eating. That makes 6 hungry mouths all yearning after my food. I mean, I really shouldn't care--but TWO boxes (10 packs) of Dunkaroos, a can of ravioli, and a Go-Gurt?! Come the hell on people--it's time to go to the store and stop being such mongrels. I'm way too proud to ask for anything I don't need. If I need a q-tip, I'll ask for a q-tip. If I need a pin, I'll ask for one of those too. If I need a ride back to D.C. at 3:30 a.m. from Rockville, I'll ask--thanks again, James. But never will you find me asking a stranger for a piece of gum--unless I'm about to meet the president or something--no I wouldn't want gum in my mouth, THAT would be rude. I just miss the days when someone would take your property and you could yell "NO, MINE!" and have everyone find that acceptable. In kindergarten you're taught to share--but always with the intention that the toy goes home with its owner, but I really hope that woman does not intend to give the gum back to Addy.
I think I'm going to try a new gameplan with these kids--the two-year-old tantrum. I'm going to try the "NO, MINE!" next time instead of smiling and saying, "Sure." Although my smile is already pretty forbidding--it's more of an "Effing take it if you must, you mangy mut" than a "please be my guest." But in the future I'll take the more direct approach. |
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| Tuesday, June 20th, 2006 3:27PM |
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Nothing much going on at work today so I picked up a pen and just wrote. And it's actually kind of depressing. I guess this is how I feel about life:
Stream flowing freely
Water rushing over rocks
Directing the flow
Funneling, diverting, betraying
The water
That thought it was free
Had control, had no destiny
But to be.
And flow, swerve, bend
It went,
Avoiding the banks,
Bubbling beyond the bridges--
Man's feat of avoidance--
Freedom to ignore freedom
Or its perception, deception.
Psychologically turning, veering
From the un-free.
Trying to distract
Ourselves from the truth:
We are the water. |
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| Monday, June 19th, 2006 12:51PM |
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Cuz I sure as hell don't.
Actually I was very suprised to see that I had posted sometime this year. I mean yeah, that was six months ago, but seriously I thought it had been like a year.
I guess it just feels like it's been that long.
This summer I'm in D.C. And if there's one thing I've learned: even if the district "sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights" I sure as hell don't. The crazy kids I'm living with at Georgetown party well past last call. In fact, a certain law pertaining to age and alcohol consumption has impaired their ability to go out and drink. So instead, I am subjugated to the Dunk-a-roo and microwave stealing and party fouls that have come to represent every g-d damn night.
I'm pretty chillax. Sure I'm a type A overachiever with mild OCD--but I like to think I am capable of having a good time. But I guess not. I'm sorry that I value sleep over Bud Light. Pardon me for thinking the gym is more important to my Monday routine than Happy Hour at some sketch place that doesn't card unless you are unattractive.
I do have some good stories though. Good in the sense that they are juicy and drama-filled. Not good in the sense that I get no sleep because of them. Too much to start with right now. I'll try to post one short snip-it recaping a good story from each day. Anything from whole entire character sketches and plotlined novellas to one liners. So be prepared. I know you are all on the edge of your seats.
My goal for reporting on this nonsense is to better inform the world of the stupid/ignorant/selfish people that breathe the same air as us equally stupid/ignorant/selfish people who are too arrogant to realize that these others exist as well.
Should be good times.
P.S. Damn that picture of me is old. Reminder to self: post new picture. |
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| January is almost over |
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| Monday, January 30th, 2006 11:16AM |
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Yeah, so no update in a long time, but I just thought I'd throw this little tid bit of fun in here to ease the lapse of a month or so since I last updated. Perhaps the only reason I go to the newsroom now is to talk to people and have random, hilarious conversations like this one:
Setting: A cluttered newsroom on a Sunday night. People are slipping in and out of consciousness as they struggle to finish their stories for tomorrows paper. Above a worn, brown leather couch a television displays an epic show down: Dook vs. Carolina women's game (ranked number 1 and 2 respectively).
Amy: Look at her, she's a beast (refering to a Dookie). She's 6'7"!
Guy on couch: Man, I wish I were 6'7". That would be awesome!
Me: I would NEVER want to be that tall. I mean seriously, do they make clothes for girls who are 6'7"? Or more importantly--do they make boyfriends for girls that are 6-foot-7?
Guy at Copy Desk: Honey, girls who are 6'7" aren't looking for boyfriends...
Entire Cast: OOOOOOOOOOhhhhh.... (half responding to Guy at Copy Desk's comment, half responding to Ivory Latta's spin move directly into the 6'7" wall, which left Latta spinning inside her own head.) |
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| Winter Reading List |
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| Thursday, December 22nd, 2005 11:11AM |
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Right so, I gotta do the Holidays right by reading more books. I pulled those that I didn't read from my summer list and added them here. Again, suggestions please. This is my brain we are talking about. Nothing too complicated--I want nice, entertaining book readage for the break. I can start thinking hard when I get back to schoool.
Eleven on Top by Janet Evanovich
Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt
Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Blow Out by Catherine Coulter
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| Monday, December 12th, 2005 6:04PM |
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 Dear Santa...
Dear Santa,
This year I've been busy!
In July I put gum in ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=88.8) retarded_fox's hair (-12 points). In October I committed genocide... Sorry about that, lilroyroy (-5000 points). Last month I bought porn for justatailor (-10 points). Last Thursday I punched queenofitall in the arm (-10 points). Last Saturday I signed my organ donor card (28 points).
Overall, I've been naughty (-5004 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking!
Sincerely,
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| Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005 10:51AM |
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1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME
(first pet and street you live on)
Nikki Moving Water (go columbia street names)
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME
(grandfather/grandmother on father's side first name, favorite snack)
Marylin Cheetos
3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME
(first word you see on your left, favorite restaurant)
Purell Outback
4. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME
(first name and first three letters of your last)
Kellygie
5. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME
(favorite animal, name of high school)
Cat Hammond
6. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME
(middle name, city where you were born):
Nicole Columbia
7. YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME
(name of dad/mom, cell phone company you use)
Jim Verizon
8. YOUR STAR WARS NAME
(first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)
Gie Ier Dew ... haha. anyone know how to pronounce that? |
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| TOMORROW, TOMORROW!! |
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| Thursday, November 17th, 2005 9:30AM |
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I love ya, tomorrow. You're only a daaaay aaaaaawaaaaaaaaay!
So tomorrow I get moved into Cobb. Finally. It's been 3 months. I'm sick of Baity Hill.
I hope the movers don't fuck anything up but, knowing my luck, they will.
So I got the flu shot on Tuesday. And 12 hours later--I got a fever. Hard-core. Had to miss class. Sucked. Short. Sentences. Are. Fun. But yeah, if your thinking about the flu shot--don't get it. It is not fun to deal with. I talked to some other people as well about and they had the same reactions to it. But who knows, maybe living in North Carolina has weakened me in some way. haha.
Or maybe the flu shot just sucks. We'll go with that.
I'm gonna get coffee and read some Fredrick Douglass--that hott, sexxy man. |
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| Saturday, October 29th, 2005 2:20PM |
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Too busy to update as usual. I should really get into the habit of some sort of scheduled updates because I would have really cool stories, but now I just can't remember them.
Anyway. Pledge beach=awesome. And right now we are beating Miami in football. We'll see how it turns out in the end.
Registered for classes today.
Went to a "retirement" community and played bingo. I now smell like old people. I think that is on my top 5 most hated smells list.
Back to the game now. Then a shower.
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| Tuesday, October 11th, 2005 10:25AM |
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So I think I might be officially in over my head. But I'm taking lifeguard training--so I should be able to save myself right? Wow. just wow. That was the worst joke I think I've ever made. Please forgive me. It's the stress and the never-ending days, I swear. I don't make jokes like that for real. Dear God, I hope not at least.
Anyway, I have class, work, APO pledging, HYPE volunteering, DTH writing, and now OBT something or another. Everyday of my week is filled with some sort of event/meeting. Not much time left for doing homework.
I have an assignment for journalism due Friday, but the prof wants us to come to his office hours about it tomorrow. Meaning I have to have interviewed the person I need to interview by then. We've had the assignment for over a week, so I really should have done it by now. Luckily, tomorrow is University Day, so I'll have some time to sit down and write it... even though I should be working on my article for DTH (whatever the hell tehy decide to assign me tomorrow).
So I contacted the person I want to interview, and her class ends right as mine begin, but I have to get the interview done!!! I've decided to miss the first 15 minutes of my English class to get the thing done. I hope that everything works out.
And now DTH has me obsessing over the word "that." It's used so often when it doesn't really need to be. So now it bothers me whenever I use it and it doesn't need to be used. Like the sentence I wrote 3 sentences ago. It's killing me.
Today is Tuesday. Supposed to be a good day. But what is a day in my life these days without having two things to do at once? So today's choices: Article vs. Class and Social for APO (a certain number are required) vs. Induction meeting for OBT. Let the battles begin.
Oh and. THe fourth floor of Cobb, which I am supposed to be living on, was supposed to be the first floor to move into Cobb--BUUUUUTtttt.... of course. They fuck us over again. Now it's 3-2-1-4. Great. Just great. I'll be in by Thanksgiving... or so they say.
Alright, this has already gotten too long. Imma go get some hot chocolate and head to CPR class. Cuz I'm cool like that.
Sorry for the really lame update. I just felt like I should say something. Either that or I was just really bored. Yeah, probably I was just bored. |
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| Tuesday, October 4th, 2005 12:03AM |
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Yeah, so. Need a break from writing the paper and this looke cool:
(x)Pirates of the Caribbean
( )Boondock Saints
(x)The Mexican
(x)Fight Club
( )Starsky and Hutch
(x)Neverending Story
(x)Blazing Saddles
(x)Garden State
(x)The Princess Bride
( )Young Frankenstein
( )Anchorman
(x)Napoleon Dynamite
(x)Saw
( )White Noise
( )White Oleander
(x) Anger Management
total here: 10
(x)50 First Dates
( )Jason X
(x)Scream
(x)Scream 2
(x)Scream 3
( )Scary Movie
( )Scary Movie 2
( )Scary Movie 3
(x)American Pie
(x)American Pie 2
(x)American Wedding
(x)Harry Potter
(x)Harry Potter 2
(x)Harry Potter 3
( )Resident Evil I
( )Resident Evil 2
(x)The Wedding Singer
(x) Little Black Book
total here: 12
(x)The Village
( )Donnie Darko
( )Lilo & Stitch
(x)Finding Nemo
( )Finding Neverland
( )13 Ghosts
(x)Signs
( )The Grinch
( )Texas Chainsaw Massacre
( )White Chicks
(x)Butterfly Effect
(x)Thirteen Going on 30
( )I, Robot
(x)Dodgeball
( )Universal Soldier
(x)Lemony Snicket's A Series Of Unfortunate Events
( )Along Came A Spider
( )Deep impact
total here: 7
( )KingPin
(x)Never Been Kissed
(x)Meet The Parents
(x)Meet the Fockers
( )Eight Crazy Nights
(x)A Cinderella Story
(x)The Terminal
( )The Lizzie McGuire Movie
( )Passport to Paris
(x)Dumb & Dumber
(x)Dumb & Dumberer
(x)Final Destination
( )Final Destination 2
( )Halloween
(x)The Ring
( )The Ring 2
(x)Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle
(x)Practical Magic
(x)Chicago
( )Ghost Ship
( )From Hell
( )Hellboy
( )Secret Window
(x)I Am Sam
(x)The Whole Nine Yards
( )The Whole Ten Yards
(x)The Day After Tomorrow
( )Child's Play
( )Bride of Chucky
(x)Ten Things I Hate About You
(x)Just Married
( )Gothika
( )Nightmare on Elm Street
(x)Sixteen Candles
(x)Bad Boys
(x)Bad Boys 2
( )Joy Ride
(x)Seven (SE7EN)
(x)Oceans Eleven
(x)Oceans Twelve
( )Identity
total here: 23
( )Lone Star
( )Predator I
( )Predator II
(x)Independence Day
( )Cujo
( )A Bronx Tale
(x)Darkness Falls
( )Christine
(x)ET
(x)Children of the Corn
(x)My Boss' daughter
(x)Maid in Manhattan
( )Frailty
( )Best bet
(x)How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(x)She's All That
( )Calendar Girls
( )Sideways
(x)Mars Attacks
total here: 9
(x)Event Horizon
(x)Ever After
(x)Forrest Gump
( )Big Trouble in Little China
( ) X-men 1
( )X-men 2
(x)Catch Me If You Can
(x)The Others
(x)Freaky Friday
( )Reign of Fire
( )The Hot Chick
( )Swimfan
(x)Miracle
(x)Old School
( )Ray
(x)The Notebook
( )K-Pax
total here: 9
(x)Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
(x)Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
(x)Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
( )A Walk to Remember
( )Boogeyman
(x)Hitch
(x)The Fifth Element
(x)Star Wars episode I The Phantom Menace
(x)Star Wars episode II Attack of The Clones
( )Star Wars episode III Revenge of The Sith
( )Star Wars episode IV A New Hope
( )Star Wars episode V The Empire Strikes Back
(x)Star Wars episode VI Return of The Jedi...
( )Troop Beverly Hills
( )Swimming with Sharks
(x)Air Force One
( )For Richer or Poorer
( )Trainspotting
( )People Under the Stairs
( )Blue Velvet
(x)Sound of Music
(x)Parent Trap
( )The Burbs
(x)The Terminator
(x)Empire Records
( )SLC Punk
(x)Meet Joe Black
( )Wild Girls
( )A Clockwork Orange
( )The Order
(x)Spiderman
(x)Spiderman 2
( )Amelie
total here: 15
(x)Mean Girls
(x)Shrek
(x) Shrek 2
(x)The Incredibles
( )Collateral
(x)The Fast & The Furious
( )2 Fast 2 Furious
( )Sky Captain Of The World Of Tomorrow
(x) Closer
total here: 6
(x)Titanic
( )Saved
( ) Bowling For Columbine
(x)Farenheit 9/11
(x)The Sixth Sense
( )Artificial intelligence (AI)
(x)Love actually
( )Shutter
( )Ella Enchanted
(x)Princess Diaries 1
(x)Princess Diaries 2
(x)Constantine
(x)Million Dollar Baby
( )Envy
(x)Eurotrip
( )Malibu's Most Wanted
(x)Big Daddy
( )Black Sheep
(x)The Breakfast Club
(x) West side story
total here: 13
(x)A Christmas Story
(x)Spanglish
(x)Pulp Fiction
( )Sleepover
( )The Evil Dead
( )Killer Klowns From Outer Space
( )The Seed of Chucky
( )Vanilla Sky
(x)Nightmare Before Christmas
( )Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind
( )Interview With The Vampire
( )The Crow
( )Purple Rain
(x)Reservoir Dogs
(x)Wayne's World
total here: 6
( )21 Grams
( )Blow
(x)Edward Scissorhands
( )Clerks
(x)Beauty and the Beast
(x)Guess Who
( )Monster in-law
(x)Elf
(x)Stuart Little
( )Stuart Little 2
(x)Mall Rats
( )Chasing Amy
(x)Dogma
( )Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back
total here: 7
(x)Beetlejuice
( )The Last Samurai
( )The Amityville Horror
( )The Aviator
(x)Beauty Shop
(x)Legally blonde
(x)Legally blonde 2
( )the forgotten
( )confessions of a teenage drama queen
( )the grudge
total here: 4
Overall total: 121... which means I've seen more movies than Angel on this list... but I have also seen fewer than she has over all... i just watch really main stream movies. i'm so boring |
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K, so I promised I would brag to you all if my article got printed.
But I didn't want to say anything until I saw it in black and white for myself.
So now, I can officially say: First story = Front page!!!!!
SOOOOOO EXCITED. But it had to do more with the fact that the concert I was writing about is important, not that my writing was superior. Oh well. I'm still stoked. If you wanna look at it http://www.dailytarheel.com/vnews/display.v/ART/2005/09/30/433cb23d5c496 go there.
So my life can offically end now. But alas, more article assignments. Gonna take a nap and finish up laundry. Just fufilling the promise to my public to brag about my life. Oh dear. |
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