Mistaken Asian Love


How come the strangest things happen to me? I was in Starbucks before and I had ordered my thing and walked to the register to pay for it. The cashier starts ringing me up & I notice that she's charging me also for what the asian guy behind me had ordered. I was like, "I only ordered the cider. We're so not together." The girl gave me the strangest look and she was like "What, you're not together??" I was like, "Uhm yeah, I have no clue who he is." Seriously, what the f is that about? Do all asians have to be dating or related? Like I could totally understand if I had Ryan with me, well then if they rang us up, it'd make more sense. But come on, I was standing there with my nice 2 feet of personal space, like how we used to line up in grammar school. It wasn't like I had my tongue in his ear or I was groping him, why would you think we were together?? I didn't even once turn around to even look at him. It just aggravated me that she was so confused when I told her not to ring us together, it was like she couldn't understand that we had no connection to one another. I'm just glad that there wasn't a whole line of asian people behind me or she would have charged me for a whole family!

Sex Satisfaction


My life is now complete, I have all the Sex and the City DVD's. Haha, yes very lame, but I love it! I was so excited that I had to open it up in the car. I know there's no point since obviously I can't watch it in the car but I just couldn't help myself. Even better, the case is pink! I do have one disappointment though...I had hyped myself up because I knew that there would be 3 alternate endings. I had imagined that they would be at least a few minutes long or something, but instead it was all the same but with Carrie saying 3 different things. It all involved them conversing during lunch but just with either: Carrie getting married to Petrovsky, Carrie talking about how Big was moving back to NYC, or that Big had flew all the way to Paris to finally dump her. Oh wells, regardless I'm content with the way it ended. I have and always will love Big. Yeah, I get crap for rooting for him but I'm sorry, Big is the way to go!

Rubber Addiction


I have such issues. I am addicted to those game called "Bounce Out" that you can play at candystand.com! Granted, I know it's not the most interesting game cause the object of the game is to swap balls to make 3 or more in a row of the same color. What the obsession is...is the sound that the balls make. Like when they are shifting around, you can hear that rubber squeaking sound, like taking rubber things and rubbing them against each other, I think the sound is so cute! Then when the balls bounce out, they make the "boing boing" sound. Yes, I know it sounds strange but I play this game only cause I enjoy the sounds it makes. I just can't help myself from playing it.

Sour Fingers


I had spent most of the morning in the kitchen making these cheesecakes. I needed a lot of fresh lemon juice and its rind. I think I spent over an hour just trying to get the rind off and all there was to show for it was a little bit. My hands are so killing me right now. I totally felt like I was back in the day when there were no washing machines and you had to take the clothes and scrub them against that washboard. Of course I was complaining saying that I couldn't believe that it was almost 2005 and there wasn't a better way to get the lemon rind off. My mom's response was, "I'm sure there are but you're just too cheap to get one!" Yeah, real nice. Regardless, my fingers right now taste like lemon. Not that I'm purposely sticking my fingers into my mouth or anything. Dude, even when I went to rub my eye, it burned.

On a side note, it really sucks shopping a week before xmas arrives. I would have thought I could just relax when the semester was over but nooooo, had to do all the shopping and dealing with the impossibility of finding a parking spot and with extremely rude people. It's so funny because it's supposed to be such a cheery & giving holiday but people tend to be such assbags during this time. I think I'm most excited about when Cinnamon opens his gifts, I got him these 2 toys from Sharper Image, I think he'll go nuts for them. We'll see how long the toys will last before he smacks the crap outta them.

Oh yah, very good news, I thought that I would have to freak out for a few weeks before grades came in. I'm shocked how fast they posted them up, so much faster than Rutgers. I remember back then the teachers had to turn them in by a certain time but then it would take forever for each grade to show up. It used to suck cause you would have to check constantly to see if another grade had been posted. Well I knew that my professors had to turn in grades by the 22nd, I checked last night and they said that grades would be posted by the 23rd. Well magically, I was able to see them last night already. Well the results.....YEAH, I can stay in the program!! I'm just so relieved that stupid douche bag of a professor didn't fail me. I deserved a better grade than what she gave me but I'm just going to leave it as is. I have learned the hard way through many circumstances that you don't fight those in power, well actually those with the gradebook. But I think this has been one of my proudest accomplishments, I was actually beaming....my smile could have reached my ears! All I can say is that I roooared it, even while needing to commute & all the crazy crap I was put through. It's good to see all that insane amount of work & studying paid off. Now I can relax until the start of Spring semester.

Poo Poo Poo!


S: "Well, somehow I managed to put myself on the poopoo list with one of my professors who I think is a giant douche!"
W: "Why poopoo list?!?"
S: "I disagreed with her. She professed to be so open and rebel in thinking when in fact she's only open to what she believes in. Total poo. The worst part is that most of the things she says isn't even backed up by research and it makes me so mad that I'm right. So by not conforming to the poo that she says, I've banished myself to poopoo land!"
W: "Wow, eekgats! Tell her to eat her own poopoo!"
S: "I did, well when I'm driving back in my car that is. Aah, I wanna poo on her head!"
W: "Hahaha, dooooo it!"
S: "Okay, I'll find out where she resides and we'll do a drive-by, you can hold her down."
W: "Ok, you just pull and dump!"

Pull and dump....I love that! Nice to see that we're both 23 and still use the word poo as if we are 5!

Countdown


Woo hoo, I just finished my last case study! Hopefully that'll be the last one forever. That one was pure torture, I actually contemplated jabbing my own eyeballs out. 1 more day until the semester is over....after my final tomorrow night, I'll be done! But of course that won't put me at 100% ease. I won't be off the edge until grades come in, who knows when. There's still the pressure of the board reviewing your progress for the retention in the program. Blah.

Now if I had it my way, I figure if you worked hard enough to get into the program and paid for it, you should just be able to stay all the way through. No grades, no exams, nada. Hmm, I'll just add that onto my "list" of when I become Pres ;)

Frozen Bellini's & 2am conversations


J: "I could never imagine being with an obese person. It would just be physically impossible!"
S: "Yeah, it'd be like trying to stick a tree into an acorn. That's a hard thing to do. Oh, I was having this conversation with other people the other night but could you picture two really skinny people? It'd be like rubbing two sticks together and starting a fire!"
J: "What you mean like two men?"
S: "No, a skinny boy & a skinny girl. Besides, why would two men be rubbing those two sticks together? I think that they have fun by going through the back door. "
J: "Oh, you're right, so it would be more like one stick rubbing and the other just chilling."
S: "Yeah sure, I'm really not trying to picture this right now."
J: "Speaking of that, wouldn't action in the back door remind you of pooping? I would be afraid of pooping on them!"
S: "Eww, I don't think that you could poop on them during that but I do know that some women going through child labor may take a crap."
J: "Oh, because of all that pushing? I could see myself farting the whole time."

"Luck be a lady tonight..."


Can I even begin to vent about how much I hate driving in crappy weather?? The start of the drive to class tonight had already freaked me out beyond belief. There was mad traffic immediately and when it finally cleared up, I find out it's because every single car had slowed down to check out the accident. Apparently some huge SUV was flipped over in the grassy-ditch median. Uhm just by seeing that, I drove even slower. You would think that everyone would have been more cautious, but noooo...you still have penii-brained drivers who think it won't happen to them and decide to fly by you going like 80 miles an hour in the pouring piss storm!

Well of course that bothered me during the whole car ride thinking that could happen to me. As I get closer to the bridge, I have to stay in the left side cause I need to go through EZ-Pass. Ok, I so know that the #1 for hydroplaning is to not step on your breaks! But seriously when you feel your car so outta control, your natural reaction is to brake. Well even though I was only going 30 mph, my car decided to hydroplane, I freaked out BUT lightly tapped my break...luckily my car flew over towards the right lane, and of thank goodness there were no cars around me. There was this other car way behind me who must have seen my car fly over the lanes. Well I was just glimpsing at my mirror and I noticed that when that car got to that same area, it also hydroplaned. Cept, that car flew left, straight into the cement walls! Can I explain how scary that was to see? I mean seriously, all I could think about was that could have been me, I just lucked out that I spun towards the right and not the left. Scary.

"What do you mean it doesn't go in my mouth?"


Late conversation that had me tearing!

Me: "Uhm wait a minute, where do you think you put a vibrator?"
Anonymous: "You put it in your mouth right?? So that it'll make you feel good?"

Cinnamon aka "The Money Thief"

Yeah, so we have a little bandit in this house! No joke, he seriously steals your money if you leave it on the bed. The very first time he stole $50 from my uncle's bed and ran straight into my room. Too bad I can't train him to bring all the dinero and hide it underneath my bed, that'd be sweet. But yah, this picture wasn't faked or anything, I came in here that day and saw him with that bundle in his mouth.