I'm going home this weekend for Chinese New Year.

I just added my hotmail account to the Outlook Express.
I am fascinated by how much easier it is.
wow.
I am so excited.

My Outlook Express works again! Thanks to Sarah for helping me fix it.
I can't believe it hasn't worked for months and I just ignored it.

Ugh..
I had chocolate cake. I had 2 glasses of milk. I forgot my little lactose problem..
My stomach has never felt so bad. It was worse than Tuesday, and that was only with half a glass of milk.
TWO glasses.
You can not imagine the turbulence going in my stomach.
I'm sorry I have not and will not be able to do anything for the rest of the day.

Hey you know what I noticed?
People in an elevator are like molecules...
Say there's 6 people in the elevator. They will subconsciously disperse themselves until every single person is evenly spaced away from each other. You never see a bunch of people crowded in a corner; they always space out.
Then when there's a lot of people on the outside waiting to get in, and there's no one in the elevator, it's like they see the empty elevator and they rush inside in a frenzy. (diffusion) This is also true vice versa.
And the colder the weather is these students are coming inside from, the less active and talkative they are in the elevator (molecules in ice cube) while when the weather is warm everyone's talking and more likely to actually physically come in contact with each other.
Weird, huh?
.......
I am a loser.
I'm going to Intern Expo now.

I just slept for 11 hours. If I don't get more self control soon, I'll be getting 5 then 10 hours of sleep every day. That can't be healthy, can it?

I am SOO sleepy. This 9 am then 2 pm alternating class schedule thing is killing me.

My nutrition teacher had Ricky Martin blasting from the speakers when we were all groggily walking in this morning.
Ricky maRtin. I told Christy we were both wondering what the heck happened to him.
Now I'm listening to Spanish music.
I am also eating cereal with milk right now.
I learned in nutrition today that people with lactose intolerance can take half a cup of milk each meal and increase the amount slowly.
The reason people start to become lactose intolerant is because they drink a lOt less milk than they did when they were younger and we lose that lactase enzyme... so I'll just drink a little every day.
We'll see in an hour if I'm ok. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger!

I saunter back from class and plop down in front of the computer..

Christy: [sleepily] Steph? What time is it...
Me: [nonchalantly] 10:50.
Christy: [bolts straight up] WHAT??
Me: Just kidding. It's 10:05.
Christy: [slumps back down] You're so mEannn....
Me: hA. I'm also smaRt! You nEVer would have woken up if I said it was 10:00!! Hahaha. Do I know you or what? HAhaha! haha..ha....
[I turn around] Christy??
Christy: ZZzzzZzzzz......

Says Bush, from the State of the Union adress:

"Saddam“ has shown instead his utter contempt for the United Nations and for the opinion of the world ... If this is not evil, then evil has no meaning.”

Um, hasn't the US disregarded UN mandates many times?
If need be, doesn't Bush plan to “lead a coalition to disarm him” with or without U.N. support?
Are we noT a high-and-mighty country that disregards 'the opinion of the world' the most flagrantly of all?

Anyways, hydrogen-powered cars sound cool. hahaha. I just don't want to go to war.
And I thought it was funny how 'one member of the Cabinet was absent, in case a catastrophe were to wipe out the rest of the government.' I didn't know they did that. Doesn't it seem so dramatic, saying the whole government might be wiped out?

I drank the rest of the milk tea.
And so the battle begins.
Again.

When I actually sit down and study (very hard to do), it feels reaaally good.

I am a moron.
You would think that someone who knew they can't drink milk would not go a drink a milk tea. Maybe my stupid subconscious along with my greedy stomach decided the milk was diluted enough. Plus I figured maybe if I just keep drinking milk, and in large quantities, my body will hAVE to produce lactase in order to not diE.
Too bad that didn't work... it just punished me by giving me to worse stomach pain I have ever felt. I could barely friggin walk to class and I was actually sweating..
Then all of the sudden I decided to have cramps too, which usually aren't that bad for me at all, but I guess the combination made it worse.
So now my stomach, abdomen, and back hurts like a mofo. hahaha. mofo. anyways.. I sat through 3 hours of class and it was hell.
I am in excruciating pain.
But I wiLL finish the rest of my milk tea.

The food at dobie was actually goOd today. The ladies at the cafeteria kept looking at me funny when I asked for more and more stuff.
"Could I get the chicken please? Oh and the okra? Oh and pasta.. *cringes* and the potatoes look good..."
But I ate it all!
OH! good news good news! Today in fencing when we had to get in that crouching stance, (usually I don't last longer than 20 seconds) I could actually do it the wHole time.
My legs are super strong! ok.. not really, but exercising helps.
now if only I could study more...

Dobie elevators are usually pretty crowded.
So you would think people would try to be considerate and make it as easy and efficient as possible for everyone to get in and out of it.
Common sense and courtesy deems it customary for one to enter the elevator, press the button corresponding to the desired floor, and then MOVE AWAY from the panel to enable others do to the same.
I reaLLy dislike the benighted fools who choose to push the button and then stand riGHt in froNt of the panel so that the 20 other people rushing to get it must reach around the inconsiderate idiot and therefore cause a hindrance in MY ability to get back to my room as quickly as possible.
So all the way up I wonder... what makes some people so incredibly unaware of their surroundings?

And I think it's final... I am officially lactose-intolerant. Lately the last couple of times I have tried to drink milk have resulted in blinding pain, vomiting, and blood loss.
Ok, not really. It was more a grumbly in my tummy... but a very unpLeant grumbling, mind you.
Anyways, this kind of negative conditioning has forced me to just stop drinking milk all together.. which is why I am more dedicated than ever to taking my OPC calcium supplements (osteoporosis scares me).
I tried to give milk another go for the last time this morning at breakfast (In a fit of gluttony and indulgence I bought some coffee walnut brownies), but after only a few minutes my stomach hurt again.
Poop. I can't believe it... no more milk for awhile.

The other day when Shanna and I were filling out forms at the leasing office and I was putting down my roomates' names and ages, I read it over and saw
Age: 21, 21, 18 (me) .. and I felt so youNg.
Then yesterday at the gym (yay! that's the 2nd time this week) I see all these people lifting MY weight.. and I'm there holding these measly weights and I felt all little again.
Why am I so smaLL?
I want to be big and strong!!
(I guess it doesn't help that I can't drink milk..)

My neck cranes over the Biopsychology book as my eyes rapidly scan the words before me.
Beads of perspiration gather as I furiously yet diligently scribble out an outline of definitions and meticulously drawn diagrams of the brain:
Saggital plane. Rostral and Caudal. Corpus Collosum. Cerebrospinal fluid. Ogliodendrocytes. Occipidal Lobe.
My brow furrows in concentration as I take in the voluminous pages of terminology and try to plant it in my memory.
Suddenly, the bed begins to shake.
I look around frantically as my colored pens, notes, and books tumble to the ground; everything seems to reverberate with a pulse of its own.
BOOM.... BOOM.... BOOM....BOOM...
It wasn't Godzilla ... it was.....the hoes from the floor belOW --- this time with the blasted new-fangled techno music all the young kids seem to like listening to these days.
After numerous failed attempts of polite notes, pleading notes, threatening ones, and a burly security man pounding on their door at 3 in the morning, these indefatigable and inconsiderate stone deaf pigs were at it again.
I couldn't imagine how they even got their sound system to be sO damn loud....
As emotion (mostly in the form of anger and annoyance) argued with reason (I couldn't really make them shut up.. they had a right to listen to music) I concluded that they could listen to music, but not if it was loud enough to make my desk vibrate.
I gingerly rested my head on my arm and began to think....what to do.. what to do... then I got it.
I slowly lifted my head as a demonic grin replaced the scowl that had been there earlier. I placed my subwoofer and speakers flat against the ground, right where I calculated the echoing will spread the most effectively and be the loudest. I then searched my files for techno music.
ah HA. I knew I downloaded these for a reason.
As DJ Cleo and DJ Mystic blasted through my floor .. I got up and danced to the music as I let out a shrill war cry. No longer would I be the victim of thier whims!
After a few minutes or so.. I turned it down ... annd...
VICTORY WAS MINE!
I had quieted the boisterous infidels ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!

.. i must go back to studying now..

i ate menudo downstairs at dobie. It is really good.
Beef tripe (stomach) in a pepper-y, tomato-y soup. Add chopped onions and lime/lemon wedge.
YUM yum meNUUdo.

I am not leaving my dorm today.
I must catch up on reading.

Lease was signed today. They give you 100 bucks cash if you sign the same day you visit (we visited Friday, but they gave it to us..)
So it is official.
I am staying at Sterling University Canyon. what a weird name. But I really like the place, and I really look forward to staying there next year.

I have windburn. Does that make sense? My cheeks are kinda pink and dry.. stupid weather..

Yesterday, as I was getting in the car when sarah shanna and I were leaving this apartment leasing office, I heard this incredibly loud screaming coming from both of them.
It scared the crap out of me, so I guess I reacted by screaming also. I saw Sarah dash into her seat and close the door (still screaming) and Shanna jumping up and down.
Images flashed through my head: "... poisonous animal .... a huGe bug .... a psycho murderer who had grabbed hold of of them and we were all going to die ..."
Then I see something white streak out of the car.
IT was a doG.
A small, wittle cute dog.
I knew Sarah was freaked out by dogs.. but I didn't know Shanna was. After the doggiE ran outside and they were both inside the car, I laughed and I went outside to see the dog and where he came from, but then I saw him run downhill to the owner who looked at us like we were insane. Hahahaha. It was hilarious.
Then we went to this apartment locator where this lady drove us (not so well....) and it turns out because she's SEVEnty frigging twO.. her youngest son was 41! She was kinda ... strange.. like a grandmother but more eccentric.
Then we went to Shanna's apartment to write out pros and cons (on excel, of course) and we picked.
so. that was our apartment experience.

This is the first time I've stayed up this late since school started.
Apartment hunting is over. We've settled on a place. Sterling university canyon or something. I like it a lot. I think sarah shanna and I are all satisfied with it. (they have huGe closets and really nice bathrooms.. hahaha. And not a bad kitchen either. I'm kinda excited about moving in next year now.
I hope it turns out ok~

I wore my scarf for the first time today!
Whaddya know.. it actually worKs~
It was soft and warm! Now I just have to remember to wear my gloves on the way to my next class and I'll be toasty.
I like that word. Toasty.

HOly crap... it's 25 degrees outside! (feels like 18)
oh. And i'm only kinda sore. So I guess I didn't do enough. Or maybe I'll get much more sore later!
.. isn't that a pleasant thought.

To compensate for the crap I've been eating lately I went to the gym today.
I worked out! at a gyM!!
ME!
Will wonders ever cease?
There were all these machines that worked your legs, back, shoulders, etc. And I did lots of free weights.
It was sO cold on the way back though.. (32 degrees right now..feels like 24 according to weather channel)

Maybe I will go a few times a week from now on. It's not so bad...

I don't know what's wrong with me.
I crave junk food. Chips and chocolate.. chips and chocolate... I'm going through sodium and sugar withdrawal..
someone be my hero and save me.
I need chocolate!

so cold I am.
sO cOLD!

I don't know how it happened.
Instead of studying, I ended up eating junk food, not reading at all, and sleeping. AHHH!!
I feels likes crapS (physically and emotionally)
I am so disappointed in myself.

Christy kept talking to me and I ignored her.
So she said she would sign online so I would talk to her. (while we were sitting 4 feet apart)
I closed her windows.


Christy1009 (4:49:07 PM): why don't you talk to me
Christy1009 (4:49:14 PM): what happened to us
Christy1009 (4:49:25 PM): talk to me
Christy1009 (4:49:28 PM): please???
Christy1009 (4:49:49 PM): come on, talk to me


My flagrant disregard of her presence was not appreciated...


Christy1009 (4:49:52 PM): i need attention
Christy1009 (4:50:09 PM): i want people to pay attention to me and praise me
Christy1009 (4:50:29 PM): oh yeah by the way, if you post this on your blog, i will burn your clothes
Christy1009 (4:50:38 PM): BURN THEM
Christy1009 (4:50:48 PM): I WILL BURN YOUR ENTIRE WARDROBE


neither was my posting of her rantings....


Christy1009 (4:52:28 PM): you're an idiot
Christy1009 (4:52:36 PM): I HATE YOU
Christy1009 (4:52:58 PM): HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOUHATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOUHATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOUHATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOUHATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOUHATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOUHATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOUHATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU


so I just warned her until she got kicked of AIM.


^_^

AHH. class is over for the day. finally. Since I only had 2 classes yesterday (starting at 2pm).. I felt like I had a 4 day weekend... and it's been a week since fencing.. so I'm tired. I need to work my thigh muscles so I can stay in that crouched position longer.. grr.
I need to get in shape. There's been pressure on me to start going to gym, so I might try that sometime. I don't think I could unless I had someone make me go on a regular basis... and kickboxing starts up again Tuesday (my favorite so far) .. so hopefully I can start to see abs again. I'm trying to make myself do push ups and sit ups. That's not going to well..
i'm going eat now.

*brrrr*
Yesterday I walked around campus in a tank top. TOday I had on my thickest jacket.
What is wrong with this weather??

Devin, Tim, and Zara dropped by.
And while I'm anal about plaNNing and telling people befORE hand... it was good because I haven't seen them in a long time and knowing me I would not leave my dorm except for class and absa anyways.
Besides, now I don't have a choice buT to study.. so it was good. Nice to see you guys again!

oh.. and sorry to everyone I've been snappish with lately...

Just when I think absa is dying down and I can go back to homework, we had another fund-raising committee meeting today.
I'm tireD.

The Iron Chef Cook off.
HOoly crap I am stuffed. It was so good.
Geez I am never eating out again. Next year, I am definitely learning how to cook Chinese food from Shanna (the most similar food to my mom's cooking I have ever had) and learn that .. unique.. westernish stuff from Joe.
I need to sleep. I will blog about it tomorrow.

I have been good lately. The only thing that's gone on my credit card was fruits and veggies from HEB.
But then I went for sushi (Cindy is really good at tempting me with food) and it wasn't really 24 pieces for 7$ ... well, it was but that one just had cucumbers, avacado and asparagus. I dragged Christy along. It was good, but we don't plan to eat out for the next 2 weeks. We had one good meal; I guess it was worth it. The tapioca was reallY good. This was at Momoko's, by the way.
What's worse though, we bought scarves on the drag - 10$ each.. hand knit - really soft. They were on sale, and I think it was a really good deal because when I walked to class last week I was so so cold. My jacket doesn't cover my neck at all, and I end up trying to squish into the collar and I looked like turtle.
Anyways, it got warmer today, but like Christy just said (while trying on her new scarf); I want the weather to be cold again so now I can finally be warm! Does that make sense?
Usually I hate scarves.. they're scratchy and if you buy them anywhere they're usually really expensive. But I liked these and they were actually soft.
Good price, design and texture = have to buy.
No more spending money for the next 2 weeks. I am serious.
Oh. And I'm gradually getting more and more lactose intolerant... (last night wasn't cramps - it was a glass of milke) wahh... But so far I have been able to stand the pain and drink milk and milk tea anyways (I like it too much to give it up). I just grit my teach when my stomach makes these little explosions and keep drinking.
It's a good thing I take OPC calcium because I might not be able to drink any milk soon.. *sniff* ;_;
I must study now.

My whole nice schedule of sleeping before 1 and waking up before 9 is totally messed up.
But on the other hand, I have played many forms of poker for a little over 5 hours straight. We started with 5 dollar buy-ins per person, and some people did buy more chips later on. Cindy called in the middle of the game and asked if I wanted to go to some sushi place tomorrow (24 pieces for 7$ - sounds like a good deal, but I'm wary..) and I told her if I came up positive I'd go.
Gene, Joe, Christy and I went to the central market place to buy stuff for the gumbo joe was making for the pre-game dinner (Christy and I bought lots of pretty and healthy fruit and vegetables)
Then I helped chop and peel stuff (goodness... could I be turning domestic? hahahaha) and people showed up and ate. Then the card playing ensued. How time flies.
I wish I did not like gambling so much. But don't worry. I think I know when to quit.
We learned many interesting variations of card games. kenny knew lots.
my stomach was upset most of the time. I think I have cramps. not that anyone cares.
Anyways, it wasn't a tOtal day of indulgence and sin (12 hours of sleeping, plus a one hour nap, plus lots of food followed by 5 hours of gambling).... I diD read biopsych today and plan out my studying schedule for the rest of the week, and I plan to read more tomorrow before the Iron Chef cook-off between Shanna and Joe. More yummy food. yay.

Christy and I both just slept for 12 hours.
I can not believe it.

I'm sleeping at 11 on a Saturday night. I haven't slept past 8:30 for the past 7 days, and I want to get in a lot of sleep tonight, but not sleep late so it'll mess up my sleeping schedule.. isn't it amazing? who knows how long I can keep this up, but still...
Christy: Stephanie what are you doing? you're going to sleep?? It's 11 o'clock!
Me : (explains)
Christy: !! I'm losing you!
Me: (gets into bed)
Christy: (starts whining)
Me: What hte hell is wrong with you??
Christy: (disgustedly) I can't believe you're going to beD. freaK.

(Christy, by the way, went to sleep at 6 am this morning, woke up at 10:30 (late for an appointment), took a 'nap' around 6:00pm, woke up around 9 pm, and supposedly is going to sleep now.)
Now who's the freak? (no offense .. haha)

I just ate my mommy's food. I haven't been this full on good food in a lonG time. yummY!

The moon is SOO yellow orange and big!

Link from christine's blog:
'Shaquille O’Neal told a reporter, “Tell Yao Ming, ‘ching-chong-yang-wah-ah-soh.’”
but...
'Shaquille O'Neal said he was joking, not being a racist, when he used a mock Chinese accent while talking about Houston center Yao Ming'
There were many many links: sports illustrated, sporting news, etc. where the title was just basically "Shaq did not mean it.. blah blah ..he's sorry.. blah blah.."
I do agree with the first article; if it was a Caucasian taunting an African American about hiS culture, the NAACP would be on their ass in a second - whether the guy waS kidding or not.
I hate hypocrisy.
Oh. and here's another interesting link:
Yao invites Shaq to dinner the night before the Lakers vs. Rockets game... but "Lakers forward Robert Horry . . . said there is no way Shaq would allow the competition to fatten him up on the night before a big game"

Damn Sports Illustrated and their insinuating title .... " A friendly gesture? Or a savvy piece of gamesmanship? " What the hell did they think Yao Ming would do, poison Shaquille O’Neal's food?
Geez... even after Shaq said that stuff, Yao Ming took it well, assumed he was kidding, didn't get offended. Still Shaq has to be all "He's just somebody who doesn't have a sense of humor, like I do" Yao Ming wasn't even mad! dumb .... farthead!
Learn some sportmanship you .. big oaf! And stick to basketball playing instead of cracking jokes with what you call your "good sense of humor."

Sorry Christine, I know you ask why we all just can't "get along" ... but sometimes meatheads make it impossible for that to happen.

Spent all morning looking at apartments around Riverside.
I was supposed to room with Christy next year. we had conflicting interests. Then I was going to room with rebecca. we went around west campus all day yesterday looking. we had conflicting ineterests. But her conflicting interests were the same as Christy's conflicting interests. Does that make sense?
Anyways, after much deliberating and rationalizing, it made sense for theM to room together next year. After 2 days of craziness -- such an ironic ending. My 2 potential roomates are rooming with each other (close to campus).
They signed the lease today for the only place that was probably left, so that was a good thing - that they got the last one. I must've spent hours and hours and hours talking about apartments and different possibilities with different roomates and etc etc.. I quote shanna ... "FAN SHI LE"
hahaha.
SO... now that they're settled (congrats guys).... apartment hunting starts again this weekend.
But for now, I'm going to the mall. I need exercise pants for fencing class and kickboxing. I have NO exercise clothes.

I've actually woken up before 8:15 for the past 6 days in a row! That has to be a record for me...
I'll be out looking at apartments. So much drama in the past few days...

Coming back from dinner I was too lazy to climb up the 2 flights of stairs to get up to the lobby of Dobie, so I went into the food court on the first floor to ride the 2 floor elevator up. (It was cold, ok?)
While waiting for the elevator, I see this hobo looking guy drawing on the floor with what looked like felt-tipped markers on a canvas. Unable to control my vexing curiosity, I went over. He was using Japanese paint, a mixture of oil and water paint; when they mix, it makes this really cool effect. He talked a lot, but I learned so much! I really want some now.
He sells them for a living and asked which medium I prefer (oil paint) and he talked about taking classes at the fine arts center and I realized how much I miss art.

It has been one of the coldest mornings yet...

Why is it everYthing always turns out the opposite of what I expected it to be?

I'm glad we don't have any ABSA things till next Thursday. It's been a loong week.
I didn't think I'd ever say that....
I'm going to catch up on reading and all my homework by Saturday and reaLLy enjoy my 3 day weekend..

I can't believe it. I actually almost got blown over by the wind today... I was going down the stairs and a strong and really cold gust of wind made me lose my balance.
Maybe I shoulD eat more....

Your bones stop taking in calcium to add to their density around the age of 25. (I learned that in nutrition yesterday)
Calcium is very important, and most young people hardly get the recommended amount of 1000mg a day.
You are at the highest risk of osteoporosis (A disease in which the bones become extremely porous, are subject to fracture, and heal slowly . . . often leading to curvature of the spine from vertebral collapse - dictionary.com) if you are (I got this from a cereal box):
1) female (especially if you have kids - those little suckers take a lot of your calcium to form)
2) thin
3) Asian
(suCKs for me) This hits you when you're older.. and while I knew this, I guess relearning it in nutrition made me freak out so now I'm taking the OPC calcium my mom tried to make me take and has been sitting a drawer since the beginning of last semester. I take it once in the morning, and once at night... I don't want weak yucky bones...
You should take calcium too - they sell those chocolate calcium chews everywhere now... geT it!

When I woke up this morning and looked out the window, there was such a thick cloud of fog I couldn't see anYthing outside.
I woke Christy up just to look at it, and we oohed and ahhed. I dunno why it looked we were so entranced. Maybe it's the whole being up high in a tower surrounded by clouds then emerging through the doors in a world of mist kind of thing. I'm a princess in a tower! hahaha. (I rarely get have things fancifal, girly daydreams, so humor me) But there's something about walking through a thick layer of fog on a cold morning that makes everything just seem enchanted.
Anyways..so I went to class (on time!) in a good mood. I know my mom says I'm like my dad in that I can't stand noT being around people for a long time; ( I like constant activity) but sometimes, especially walking to class on days like this, I really do enjoy the alone time.

Christy: Mel and Sue (our suitemates) are so different. One woke up at 6 in the morning to run (we were veRy surprised) and the other is out there studying on the second day of school (rare)
Me: now look at us. We don't run anD we don't study...

Resolutions:
1) GeT all A's.
2) Spend a loT less money.
3) Exercise more.
4) Have more nice and positive thoughts.

Ho.lY. crap.
Christy and I just spent 2 hours looking for my key.
I got back from smallville, and I realized that I couldn't find my key. Now usually when I temporarily misplace something I know, but I have been up and down the halls of both Jester East and West so many times today that I knew I had dropped it somewhere. When I called the front desk and found out I'd have to pay 35 dollars to replace it, I started freaking out.
"WHERE could my keys be??! I KNOW I had it when I left for smallville! It must be in JEster! it fell out of my coat! waaaaaah! I want my keys..."

Before Smallville:
I went to Jester West 473 instead of Jester East 473 (and since each floor of jester requires your ID card to get in, I had to go to some other floor with a resident and walk up many flights of stairs) I walked back through the long winding hallways to Jester East and climb up more stairs, and find out that smallville is at 8 instead of 7.
I had gone an hour early.
So no one was at the room. I climb up to Jester 8th floor to pass time (= eating chocolate and dropping my aerobics class officially) and go back down at 8. more stairs.

After losing my key:
I first ask the front desk of Jester West. no luck. Christy and I retrace my steps to Jester West. All along we are scrutinizing the floors. Then Jester East 8th floor (no one there). then 4th floor (no one there). we wait in the 4th floor study lounge to wait for the guys to come back from the gym during which we talked about how you seem to have fewer and fewer good friends as you get older and etc. We finally get into the room and look everywhere, but no key. Then I get a call asking if I had found my keys yet, and fontunately someone in the background heard and said their RA had found some keys earlier. We go to 8th floor. RA not there. So finaLLY we go to the front desk of Jester eASt this time aaaannnd....
THEY HAVE IT! it was on the floor right outside the door when I left the 8th floor.
HALLELUJEIGH ~~~~ (or however you spell it)
(if the above sounded very very confusing, it was because it WAS! .... I have walked so much today...)
It would've cost me thIRTY fiVE dollars to replace it! and money does not grow on trees (right mommy?)
Sigh. anyways....my keys used to be on this little Pooka keychain the size of.. and eyeball .. but now i am transferring it to another Pooka keychain the size of half my fist.
ha.
I am neVEr losing my keys again.
On the way back to Dobie Christy and i are cheering and rejoicing that we spent two hours but saved 35$.

Me: Thank goD we found them..
Christy: It's like we both earned 17 dollars an hour!
Me: I am SO glad I have you back pooka! *smooch*
Christy: that was actually pretty funny, what happened... now that I think about it..
Me: blAh. yeah.. in retrospect...
Christy: Now I just have to find my syllabus for tomorrow... i knoW it's in my room somewhere....

My eco class is so weird. Professor: old put bellied guy with raspy breath.
If you get a 100 on the first test, you don't have to go to class for the rest of the semester; you get an A. You form groups and have some video contest; the group that wins gets 25 points added to their entire average and the group that has the highest test scores gets 100 dollars.
PriMo incentive.
He also goes off on Bush and his tax cut and how'll he surpass Nixon in creating a deficit for the country. He says stupid Nixon would've won the next election had he just "sat on his butt and done nothing.. because Barry Goldwater was so far left ... but no.. Tricky Dick Nixon had to blah blah blah" It was hilarious. "Now, Clinton, he just
couldn't keep it in his pants ... should've controlled urges ... Bush is just afraid he'll be a one-term president... like his DAD." hahaha. The guy is so weird.
Smallville was sO good today.

I'm dropping aerobics and sticking to kickboxing. I don't think I can handle 3 classes that require me moving that much.

Hahaha. From my mom's e-mail:
"How's your first day? Do not watch too much VCD on that 4 ugly guys."
hahahaha. She's talking about meteor garden.

I have covered more ground on campus today than I have in a weEK last semester. Before all my classes were within 5-10 min walking distance, now they're on average 15-20 away. Plus I didn't go back to my dorm till now cause the absa thing, so my feet hurt alot.
I just got back from fencing. Just the by the salutes and stances that we covered in a measly 15 minute class alone, I can tell I will definitely be building thigh muscles this semester.. I dunno how I'm going to survive a 1 and a half hour class period. The professor is pretty funny, though, and this will be a nice way to unwind the day.
I got lost going to my first class. I went to the wrong building; thankfully I went earlY (are you happy, daddy?) so I got in on time. It was relieving to see everyone else wandering around and looking up maps just like me.

Nutrition: The first thing I hear when I sit down is this guy going "wooo whee... looK at all the hot future nurses here.."
WhaT a dumbass.
I did feel kinda outta place though, when I realized I was taking this class for no reason other than I'm actually really interested (I like to look at nutrition labels a loT) and I think it's useful in life in general, if not specifically business. I couldn't stand how sl0ow the professor spoke though.. everything was made very clear, but I didn't understand why she was repeating things several times that were made clear on the syllabus ( I tend to be impatient) but when she was explaining how 3 test grades plus a final are 25% each and she takes the 3 highest out of those grades towards your final grade (25% is other stuff) and you do noT have to take the final, several people asked:
Moron # 1: "Wait, if I do worse on my final, does it count?"
Me thinking: uh.. no...
Moron # 2: "What if my final is my highest grade?"
Me annoyed: THE lowest one gets dROpped.
Bimbo #3: "Um, do I haVe to take the final?"
Me disgusted: NO!! Is it possible you are both illiterate AND deaf??
There were many more stupid questions pertaining to trivial things I shall not bother blogging about. Anyways, at least I think I will learn a lot of basic stuff I wanna know about. Plus she provides a complete course packet with aLL of her slides and room on the side for notes. Very handy. The only one out of 4 nutrition teachers who do that. 10% of grades are chapter quizzes you take online any time before the midterm.. the thing is..you can take it several times until you get a hundred. hahaha. neat-O.
Then she tells us about some future dietary nutritionist meeting or something and I found it funny that people who study healthy eating are going to serve fattening cookies and sugary punch at the open house.
She starts talking: "Nutrients are essENtial in tissue growth and repair. Do you know what essENtial is? That means it is NEEded..."
I glance around... I see people scribbling furiously...and I mentally smack myself in the head.
But she says she goes pretty fast, so .. we'll see. And. I like the stuff I'm learning, so ::shrug::. I heard it gets harder; lots of memorizing stuff.

Classical Mythology: You know how Snow White had dark black hair, bright red lips, and skin as white as snow? My teacher Mr. Nethercut has Dark black eyes, Bright red skin, and Hair the color of snow. Seriously. He wears a brown tweed coat, and red pLAid tie, and waggles when he walks. His voice is booming and his stories about myths endless.
Even in his introduction, he covered so many different civilizations and their different legends. I looked at the syllabus and I actually can't wait to get started reading the textbook... I used to read myths in the high school English books while the teacher was talking, so I know I'm going to like this stuff. Like Chris said, the guy was very 'jolly.' I like how eager he is to teach us everything he knows about the subject.
He told us that Hercules killed another lion (before the lion he killed as the 1st of his 12 labors) before and to reward him some king gave him his 50 daughters to sleep with in one night. He said, and I quote "Hercules was so full of ... pizzazz that he impregnated every since one of those daughters! HA ha. HAhahaha." Everything else was pretty standard myth stuff, but I remember that one for some reason.

Biopsychology: My first teacher was a middle aged woman, my second a red-faced old man, the third a young pretty professor with a cool leather jacket and and even cooler name of Dr. Adriana Alacantara. She was the only one I couldn't find reviews for in pick-a-prof, but her name sounded cool so I took it. heh.
She spOke and ee-nuN-cee-ated so clearly. It was wear how crisply her words came out. But she obviously knew a lot (and does research on drug addictions) and constantly spouted terminology that I thank goD I was at least aware of because of Psychology class in high school. "Brain. blood vessels. neurons. axons. dendrites. neurotransmitters. synapses. primary visual cortex. frontal lobe"
There was this girl who was answering everything she asked and seemed to know it all already (so whY take the class, I ask?) and since grades in thiS class depend on what others get.. I slowly realized that everyone in this class was probably a Psych major and already took the real Psych class in college and did not just pass an AP.. I started to worry. Oh well. This is as sciency/biologyish as I ever plan to get, and I think I'll really like the class.
So.. so far my classes and professors seem ok. But usually things turn out the opposite of what I think it will be. But this semester I wiLL do well in all my classes.

Shanna mentioned how my schedule was kinda weird and I might wanna rethink it if I wanna apply for BHP (they wanna see you take challenging classes) and I thought about it, since many, manY people have commented on my weird schedule.. but I really like the classes I'm taking, I think I will learn a lot in all of them, I believe stuff like nutrition and biopsych are just good to know about (Like Roman Civ, I heard something about Nero the other day and it felt so cool that I could explain to someone what kinda emperor he was and all this other stuff). I think I will have enough business classes for the next three years to prepare me for business, so why not take what I really like and am more likely to try harder in? Besides, if BHP doesn't like the fact I'm taking a wide variety of classes while I can get it in (and have nothing else to take, for that matter....why should I be punished for taking APs?) then they can kiss my butt.
I like everything about my schedule this semester. so far. watch it all go downhill now, now that I said that... the gods hate me.

OMG I am awaKe.
Tha'ts all I have to say.
I don't think thaT state will ever happen at thiS time ever again..

I have been putting david and christy's crazy schedules and their different add-drop scenarios into Excel. I should be sleeping, but for some reason, I am stupid and I like doing that stuff.
My horrendous schedule for tomorrow:
9-10 Nutrition
10-11 ABSA recruiting
11-12 Mythology
12-1 Biopsychology
1-2 ABSA recruiting
2-3.5 Fencing
5:30-6:30 ABSA meeting
The rest of the week until Thursday is pretty much the same ... any time in between class is spent recruiting! yaY~!
Have I ever mentioned how much I wuV ABSA? ....grrr... I just hope I get to eat....that's all I have to say.
LAck of sleep and crazy metabolism = exorbitant levels of crankiness .... must bring loTS of food in backpack tomorrow .. else people are likely to lose limbs...

Don't evER tell me Business people don't do enough again, K?

I have made a beautiful Excel sheet that will add up my grade points and credit hours and figure out my GPA and what I need to get for the next 3 years to bring up my grade. (all As..) I also entered all my classes into my palm pilot for the next 5 months. This wiLL be a productive semester.
Everyone g'luck in class tomorrow!

I wanted to put the Legolas poster up, but it's big and I couldn't find anywhere on my side of the room to put it up, besides.. I didn't wanna seem thAT crazy. So he's now on my closet wall (fits perfecty). Surprisingly, Christy likes him too. So now I get to see his beautiful face when I wake up and before I go to sleep.
We were looking up her teachers on pick-a-prof and one of her teachers was rated 1 star out of 5, but we read the comment by a past student "He is intent of disproving the existence of a god" and Christy goes "yES!!"
......
I guess his atheism outweighs his shoddiness as a teacher..

I woke up early and have nothing to do. Thus I blog:

Interesting snipets from an article:
"according to the Centers for Disease Control, 61% of all U.S. adults are considered either overweight or obese; the rate for kids aged 6-19 is 15%."
"PepsiCo is launching new, more "nutritious" versions of traditional flagship brands Doritos, Cheetos and Tostitos"
"The Los Angeles unified school district, 750 institutions, have already announced they won't sell soft drinks anymore. More are expected to follow, perhaps banning fatty snacks as well. That would be disastrous for PepsiCo which, even though it gets just 1% of its sales in North America from schools, relies on the exposure to help create young fans who will become lifelong munchers."
"Early ventures into good- or better-for-you stuff have flopped. "When we made all our pretzels fat-free in 1993, we lost a segment of our population,"
(source)

According to my sister, my old high school (Austin) had announced that they planned to pull all the coke machines, but instead added an ice cream machine... I find that hilarious.

"Early ventures into good- or better-for-you stuff have flopped. When we made all our pretzels fat-free in 1993, we lost a segment of our population"
"Gail, who is a big fan of Fritos, would never be caught dead eating a reduced-fat version of the snack if it were available."
I think it's interesting how if given the choice of fat-free or regular, people still tend to choose the regular .. Pepsico now realizes that and plans to just "go with the flow and just provide better products."
What I don't get is that even when the PepsiCo company diD try to make healthier products, we didn't eat it anyways! Then we sue them for making us fat.
The only good thing about the threat of lawsuits is that they're now going to make junk food a little 'healtheir', but I think it's stupid suing junk food companies - it's not like they trick you into eating it and falsely advertise how healthy it will make you.. It's your own stupid choice to pig out and then not exercise.
Geez, people.. learn to control yourselves.. Must we make the government restrict commercial companies on what they can and cannot sell because people lack the self control to make the decision to eat healthy? We're all "free-speech .. capitalism ..blah blah blah" and then we sue companies for doing business.
They only seLL what the stupid consumers eaT.
I hate the sue-happy people now adays.. it's ridiculous. Suing tobacco companies - It's noBody's fault but your own that you smoke. Suing fast food companies - It's noBOdy's fault that you eat crap but your own.
I understand that obesity sometimes can't be helped in some people (genetic factors) but most of the time it's because "Americans tend to eat high-fat foods, and put taste and convenience ahead of nutrition. Also, most Americans do not get enough physical activity." (source)
I mean, 61% of adults in America are obese?!?! it's preposterous.
I think suing in general (especially the astronomical amounts that those greedy, lazy, unreasonable ... jerks... ask for..)
A couple million for emotional damage?? $#*& that .. A few thousand will get you a good psychologist, you moron.
What kind of stupid judge actually consents to give some money-grubbing ... (geez it's so hard to describe people without using bad words) ... poop head millions of dollars for something so trivial as.. spilling coffee or something? Idiots. They're all idiots, I tell you - those whiny "I need millions of dollars to solve itsy bitsy problem" that sue for for everything, the damn lawyers, and the damn judges that give it away.

I don't even remember what I was talking about. But POO on those .. poo-ey people! yeaH! hmpf.

hahaha. Jennifer's blog sums up everything we did in the last few days very well.
I mis Jennifur.. I miss being at home .. I miss my fishies ... I miss mommy and daddy and wei wei
College officially starts tomorrow... weird.

Cindy just gave me a Legolas poster. I'ts my first poster of a boY ever! hahaha.
He's practically liFe sized.. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *sigh*
He's going on my ceiling.

I don't know why they bother having an AC knob thing... I adjusted it all the way to warm and it is still cold... Sue is shrieking on the phone... Ah.. the joys of dorm life..

If I thought no internet at home was bad - I had obviously forgotten how much worse no internet is while in a dorm room when it's cold and rainy outside.
It really is pathetic how grouchy and panicky I get when I can't get online. Maybe my 4 hours of sleep last night contributed the the grouchy-ness also.
I'm back in Austin. I bought 2 textbooks. I have to go back for the other backordered two later.
I feel ... disoriented. Everything seems very normal and routine.. but it still doesn't feel like my mind has caught up with my physical state of being back in Austin. It's weird..

My final schedule :

MWF : Nutrition - Classical Mythology - Biopsychology
MW : Fencing
TTH : Aerobics - Macroeconomics
TH : Business Administration crap 102

I should be sleeping or at least finishing up packing.. but I just ate a quarter of a spinich quiche (a whole one is pie-sized) and strawberries. It totally hit the spot. I knew I shouldn't be eating before I went to bed, but I figured I will soon be eating Kraft's Easy Mac and ramen noodles again.. so I might as well gorge now. Every time I go back to college I lose weight again... I will miss eating well.

I can't believe I'm leaving for Austin tomorrow. It hasn't hit me yet that break is over. I remember in high school - you could FeeL the last day of winter break .. maybe it's because in college the break is so much longer? And it doesn't suck as much to go back to college as it did to high school? I don't know.. either way.. I guess I'm kinda glad to have classes started again - I am eager to atone for my previous semester. It'll be weird... But I'll be back by the end of January .. again.. for Chinese New Year!

I tried to go to sleep even earlier last night, and I ended up reading until 5am. Grr.
last night our whole family made and ate sushi. It was really good. and pretty.
Then zara and jennifer made me go to a club concert thing. I hate concerts. Ok, ok, they didn't makE me, but I went totally for ya'll's (does that make sense?) sake.
The first band sucked, and I thought they were all going to be like that. They sang 5 songs. They all sounded exactly the same. I hated the loud screeching and how every damn thing around me shook each time the crappy music resonated through 6 feet speakers 10 feet away. After "You don't have to be a b*tch about it" and "I hope I didn't get her pregnant" (those were the real names of the songs.. I swear) I wanted to shoot the talentless lead singer screaming into the microphone.
Just when I think the songs anD titles can't get any worse, he comes out with a song about a 13 inch... .. yeah... As I wrinkled my forehead and "ugh-ed" in distaste, I began to wish more than ever that I had a gun. With many bullets. So I could put many shots into that guy's head. I don't know why he annoyed me so much. Totally tasteless and tuneless (if there's such a word) songs.
The next band, the one zara knew of and we came to see, was a lot better. I could actually differentiate between the songs. It wasn't bad at all.
I hate the loudness though. And the screeching. I hate screeching.
And why does everyone there smoke? Why does anYone smoke?
Anyways.. we went to taco bell afterwards cause jennifer the pig ( ^_^ ) was hungry. Since it was closed, we went through drive thru and parked in the parking lot to eat.
ZarA spilled pepsi in the backseat (not on purpose), and when I went back through the drive through (not driving) the guy wouldn't give me napkins. Grr. And he was not nice about it. It was cold .. I was angry.
Some guys that looked like punk high schoolers walked through the drive through also and since I was standing there they asked if I was taking orders. What kind of stupid question is that?? Anyways, they didn't get to order either and asked David to drive them through to get stuff. It was weird. They didn't go to school, and worked by driving around in a van selling magazines. Supposedly they had been on the news before or seomthing. It turns out their little ringleader was actually 21 and I found it amusing how politely he offered to get us beer or weed in return. hahaha. It is interesting how easy it is to get beer and weed nowadays. To think, I could've gotten drunk and high so easily tonight.
I have to do add drops now.

I hate junk mail. I open my mailbox and there's 14 friggin e-mails. I actually got one from some domain called "countrywidelowestrateaaainsuranceproviders.net "
What the heck is that?? grr... upping junk mail filter...

mmm. we made spinich artichoke dip, cookies, chocolate kaluha truffles, spinich quiche.
jennifer, zara, mariam, david.. we went to that hooka thing again. i don't know why. after realizing how much smoke goes in your lungs (even though no tar, nicotine, etc) and I didn't feel anything, I don't plan to do this for awhile. After seeing these 4 loud sailor-mouthed ... females and watching one shout a stream of profanities at someone on her phone ( "STOP #*$&^@#$ calling you #($&@#$ or I'll (#$&@(#*%#%" ) I am more determined than ever not to cuss again unless under extreme circumstances.
The bachelorette was on TV .. I hate hate hate that show. It is the stupidest crap I've ever seen. The only reason it is remotely understandable is because they had the stupid bachelor show. If you're a smart, funny ,good looking, successful single person, wHY can't you get a date on your own? It's ridiculous. ridiculous, I tell you. And the whole kissing all 15 contestents? What is thAT?? Why are they televising that and making it seem normal and ok? People should not go around kissing a dozen girls/guys. That is promoting .. bad.. stuff. Grr. It's so hard not to use bad words. Why don't they have tv programs on the dangers of STDs or something? .. i guess no one would watch that.. but still... stupid show.
I'm going to try to wake up before 11 tomorrow. Clean my room. Start packing.

Where is 'home'?
I'm always surprised when people refer to AUstin as 'home.' I enjoy being there, and you have freedom and stuff, but can you really call it 'home'? Shanna talked about how sometimes when she comes home (Houston) she feels like a guest. And while it does take me a while to get used to living at home again, and sometimes I complain about being bored, but we all complain everywhere and I think that no matter how long I've been away, this house will always be home. Not my dorm, not college. College is college and home with family is home.

Shanna has been trying to get me to watch Meteor Garden. But since my mom has a complete monopoly over our DVD player ( she bought a huGe stack of Chinese and Korean soap operas and spends much of her spare time watching) and the cds don't work on my computer, I have not been able to watch them. I have to return them today, and I will still not be able to say whether those ugly guys are 'hot' or not. But I hope when I do get around to watching it, I won't lose our bet.
We are cooking "american food" today since shanna can only make chinese and I can only make.. noThing.
I saw Catch Me If You Can yesterday. It was good.
School starts again soon. I'm not sure if I'm glad to be going back or not, but at least it's not like high school where you have to wake up before it's friggin light out .. i knoW I'd hate that. I've been waking up earlier and earlier! A few days ago it was 2 (pm), then 1, then 12, today it was 11! I am so proud.
I am going to study my ass off this semester. i have to ihaveto.

I just got back from the dentist.. I got 2 shots in my upper gums and now my entire upper lip and nose is numb .. it sucks a lot.

We went to Chinatown.. ate out.. agAin.. Sam and Christine have to go to school tomorrow, so I guess this is our last mini cyc thing for awhile.. I had a really amusing time watching Sam try to use chopsticks (apparently he's given a hard time a lot for being Chinese and using forks) and try pork blood and intestines and liver.. Rebecca and Daniel and I poked fun at his non-chineseness. But the food was good and it was like 30 bucks for 5 people, which is really decent. I then came back and ate 2 peanut popsicles. yum.

I just got back from the hookah (?) bar. It was actually really... interesting. Jennifer, Zara, hala, miriam. Zara's parents actually took us, cause she knew the owner, which was pretty cool. We just had one apple flavored one, but miriam and i ended up being the only ones freakish enough to do it and really enjoy it. In fact, I don't think she ever put it down....
Hala used the "I promised my dad I wouldn't excuse," Zara the "I'm 17 and don't want to get caught excuse", Jennifer " *cough cough* it keeps going down my throat". hahaha. it's ok guys. There were only two pipe things anyways, and I think miriam and i were ok with that. I don't see why it's that bad; I didn't feel anything at all.. and at least it was fragrant smelling; I hate cigarette smoke. I was surprised I actually liked this hooka stuff. To the people spazzing out on me, don't worry, this won't become a regular thing. When the heck am I ever gonna go to a hookah bar again? geez.
Some freaky guy (whom jennifer disliked solely because of the fact he wasn't good looking) pulled up in a shiny sky blue honda convertible with his grandpa or something and walked over and sat down like he knew us. It was really weird. We all just stared at him and he went away when they got their own hookah. All in all, it was an interesting experience.
We then drove to some live music bar to pick up Zara's sister and got kicked out because we weren't 21. I wished we could have stayed; the band sounded pretty good and it looked like an interesting place to people watch. But the ride that dropped aimee (? zara's sister) off left so now we had 5 girls squished in the back; Zara sat up front with her parents. It was loads of fun. It was even more fun because we were trying to find an Arabic restaurant to eat at, and they were all closed (who closes at 10 pm on a Sunday night?? geez....) and each time we had to get out and then cram everyone back in when we realized they were no longer open. Finally after driving all over Houston we ended up going to a Mexican restaurant where we all ordered chicken quesadillas just like the ones I ate last night. But it was good. And we had lots of fun.
Zara's parents were very cool for driving us around and I wonder when I'm a parent if my daughter will be willing to have me along when she goes out with her friends. It's interesting. Somehow we all started talking about how many kids we wanted and I thought that was weird because no way in hell would 18 year old guys talk about stuff like that. Females are so different from males. They joked I would not be able to have kids because I'm small, (Jennifer actually said I'd probable digest the kid because my body couldn't handle it... which is diSgusting.. ) and now I'm all worried and eating calcium chews.
We meet at the mall tomorrow to check out and interrogate miriams' new boy toy.. I mean... potential significant other. I will miss you guys when I go back to Austin!

My internet keeps going down.
Jerry and I made soap and candles today. We can't use the soap for 3 weeks, supposedly, but it smells really good. We added tons of green and blue food coloring and ended up with very pink soap. :shrug::
We went to World Market and bought all these pretty glasses and I made lots of pretty candles. They are the color of raspberries, violets and lavender. I made a layered one too. Time passed by really quickly; I think we did this for like 3 hours. Jerry had lots of fun chopping the wax blocks with a very large butcher knife.

Keith 0498 (1:16:34 AM): goodnight?
Keith 0498 (1:16:36 AM): it's so early
Keith 0498 (1:16:43 AM): i think you're lying to me

a sign that you have been going to sleep way too late lately...

Eric is a cool name. Anyways. I received a call at 1pm from eric informing me that he was hungry. The nerve - calling so early... I called back at 2 and he said it was ridiculous I had just woken up. ::shrug::
since he was leaving tomorrow, we tried to get a get-together together (heh - does that make sense?) but everyone was everywhere so we ended up just eating at Macaroni Grill. After the bread and olive oil and shrimp artichoke dip with moRe yummy bread, I could barely eat more than a few bites of my Sugo Bianco (grilled chiken, proscuitto, bowtie pasta, creamy sauce... soo good). The bathrooms there teach you Italian. "arreverderci - ciao - alpresto - dove"
We stole *ahem* .. 'borrowed' crayons from the other tables so I could draw a picture which I gave to eric for his birthday. not that it was his birthday.
He had to leave 5 minutes after rebecca got there, but then she organized a 210 (room at dobie where everyone who's anyone hangs out at - chris, ansar, omar & jON's <--- spelled correctly) reunion.
As we tried to decide where to go, a buffet was suggested, but ansar and i said we just ate, and omar actually said "maybe you guys can split a buffet" hahahaha. I thought that was hilarious.. anyways. so we ATe. again. Ruthie's Mexicana. It smelled really good as we walked in. I got the flan de cafe for desert - sO creamy.. I will go back again just for that tomorrow. maybe. Jon (look! that's two times!) actually offered to pay for all of us for a "christmas present"; we didn't let him, but it was very nice.
Then we just sat around my house and did nothing again. we made little paper stars. Then played the quiet game, which was really nerdy. First one to talk loses. omar couldn't stand it and went "I think we should talk". He's supposed to give everyone a hug as punishment, but we're still waiting for that. So maybe we're losers for for making stars and playing the quiet game and sitting around on a saturday night, but at least we have fun.. right?
then sam and daniel and justin and jessica and tc came over and it became a cyc reunion. we played pool. people trickled out. everyone's gone now. except *guess who??* TC!!! They both just got back from skiing, but I guess TWO weeKS together 24-7 just wasn't enough time. how cute. GAG.
They are both gonna kill me for that. oh well. it's my blog. ^_^
I'm going to a hooka bar tomorrow. I didn't even know what that is. Jennifer wanted to go clubbing, but I refused, so we're doing that instead. with lots of other girls. this will be weird. supposedly it's like fruit-smelling smoking stuff.. which i don't plan to do, but I want to go for the experience - I think it will be interesting. And there's food and stuff, so ::shrug:: we'll see.. I'm getting people trying to convince me not to go and someone else telling me how to suck to smoke and not the tobacco juice. hahaha. this will definitely be interesting.

It's 4 am and I can't sleep.
I'm listening to all these sinatra, nat king cole, jimmy durante, 50's, lounging-jazzy-dinner songs and I want to be transported to back then - to an outdoor dance floor - lit dimly with candlelights from nearby linen-covered dinner tables and strings of white christmas lights.
A live band - saxaphones that swoop up and down with the music, a smiling piano player - eyes closed, fingers flying, foot tapping - a tuxedo clad singer crooning some classics, and people dancing - not in the formless, classless way we do nowadays, crammed on a dark smoky floor, but with enough room in between two people to really move - swinging, spinning, dipping.
No worries about how you look or dance, guys harassing you and groping you while you dance - just dancing with the music because you can't help it.
No jeans, tank tops at dinner - but black and white - black skirts that twirl when you move and white crisp shirts. I love the whole classyness of it all.
Maybe that's why I like my nightgown so much. It remotely reminds me of another time. maybe the 1700s. I don't know why I like the whole daydreaming about being in other time periods so much.

I sit this white Canterbury nightgown I got online (it looks like one of those olden day nightgowns - I like it a lot) and watch movies and make those little paper star things and eat an Irish whiskey cake from neiman marcus that was a gift to my parents from family friends for christmas. I've eaten 2 of those already in the past week. chocolate champagne cake and amaretto and rum cake or something. 35% saturated fat. yum.

demona848: wow you are so understanding and you always say the right thing
demona848: funny.. I don't think I'll ever say thaT to a guy..
lilrebecki: hahahahaha
lilrebecki: I've said it to a guy before
lilrebecki: except he was gay
lilrebecki: does that count?

Putrid Rat (8:06:56 PM): wow...i thought you died or something

jerryWhOo (8:08:46 PM): hey, ur alive!

it's nice to know I've been missed. hahaha

Hallelujah!
For the past few days I had been without internet. I thought I could be strong and just live without it, but as the days passed, my hands started to shake, and my fingers would subconsciouly type out a blog mid air. I tried to sign on over and over; each time I pressed the 'connect' button I would tremble in anticipation, each time it failed me I would weep with misery. Ok, not really.
But without a car and without internet, I was practically going insane. Since I had been sick for most of the week, I slept at least 12 hours a day ( I didn't think it was possible) so time passed a bit more quickly.
New Year's was good. It was practically a high school reunion; and it was nice to see everyone again. Jennifer came from California! She and Zara showed up at my door for the New Year shindig with blankets and backpacks. I stared at them for awhile, and asked why they brought blankets to the party.
"We're sleeping over! Didn't we tell you?"
"uh. nO."
"Hahahaha. We must've told everyone but you."
" ha. ha. " *I scramble frantically to clean up the clothes and crap I had dumped on my bed*
They adamantly insisted that I had been informed of this 'sleepover', but I was defiNately not told. But it was fun. Like old times ^_^. We ordered pizza and set off fireworks, took pictures, played pool, talked, played cards, etc etc. It was nice.

Jenn & Zara and I went to Chinatown today to eat, 7 courses of beef ~ yumm. The service was lacking, but the food is really good. Then we walked around in the cold. We went to those little gift shops with overpriced stationary and pens from korea and japan and took those overpriced sticker pictures. It was lots of fun ~ we looked really stupid in some of them.. but I will treasure these moments always ^_^ Hahaha.. you guys are great.
Some weird thing happened. As we walked down bellaire, we got 'harassed' as Jennifer calls it. mostly just *beep beep*s and incoherent shoutings. I was pretty shocked that people actually dO that - honk and sh*t. Jennifer told us California was worse - I guess it happens to her a lot - and she gleefully kept count of the number of stupid males who thought with their balls and honked like morons. "That's 4! hahaha... That's 5!"
That made me think. Do guys think girls like that? Why would you do such a thing?? It yields no results, and just makes you look stupid. Can any guy tell me what the hell the point of catcalling is? " *beep beeP* Hey baby! " "Oh! HI! Your honking really turned me on! Do you want my number?" Ugh. It doesn't work that way....
I want to try that sometime. Jennifer and Zara and I want a cool car and go driving around and hoot at guys. I wonder how they'll take it..
I got a raspberry green tea! That's really good too. In Jungle Cafe, they actually put in slices of oranges (adds a good flavor) and real raspberries. I didn't finish more than half of it by the time I got home, and when I left it on the counter to drink later. ( I like to save things for later - I hoard) Then when I got back, I saw the pathetic remains of my tea and gasped. Then I ran to the living room and offendedly (can I say that?) asked which one of my parents drank my tea, since they had both refused offers from me earlier.. but O well.

Everyone went skiing this break. My mom told me to go and buy some skiing (is that how you spell it?) equipment while it's on sale now so my aunt can take me next year. My sister bought a jacket for 250 bucks! TWO hundred and FIFTY. psh. I'd rather get another suit ^_^ ~ but hey.. she likes it. Besides, I don't think the idea of going 30 miles an hour (is that how fast you go? i dunno) down a snowy slope appeals to me. I'm the kind that lounges in the cabin in front of the fireplace drinking hot chocolate and commenting on the pretty snow outside. And maybe, maYbe occasionally I'll pull on all those heavy clothes and make myself a little snowman.
We'll see. Peer pressure to learn to ski is quite heavy right now.

I'm still having dreams about my grades. Grr. And everytime I think about it I hit myself. The stinging pain makes me feel better. Maybe I'll get one of those flagellants that priests used to use to atone for their sins and stuff.

I am cold and my hands are starting to shake now, from hunger. I was going to eat, but then I found out my dad fixed the internet. You know you've got problems when you pass up sustenance for blogging and e-mail.