Ignorance is not bliss

I just went to Wawa before to pick up some milk. On the way out, there were 2 guys just standing around the door. As I walk towards my car, I hear one of them say, "Oh look, these people come to Wawa! Maybe it means something in their language." Then he proceeds to make weird sounds, my guess he was pretending to speak in another language. So I turn around, glare him down, and say, "Excuse me? I hope for your sake that you weren't speaking to me!" He looked stunned and his friend quickly muttered, "Oh, he didn't say anything!" as he pushes them both back inside. In all honesty, if he continued to say things, I wouldn't even know what to say back. If I were to curse and ridicule him, I wouldn't be any better than him. All I wanted was to get some milk in peace, is that so much to ask for?

Oh, David, put that away!


Is it just me or does it resemble piped icing decorations on a cake?

I can always count on M to send me postcards like this! I wasn't the one that got the mail but luckily no one was around when I picked it up from the pile. That would have been an awkward moment.

I have learned to accept that for some strange reason, the professors this semester do not believe in a break, not even a 5 minute one. It freaking sucks, especially when I'm stupid and decide to drink medium sized coffees. You can't even find an appropriate time to excuse yourself because if you miss like a minute, you'd be completely lost!

Totally backtracking, the other night I was in Walmart with Jess trying to kill off some time. They had all these Halloween stuff out already and I noticed that they had these cute little hats that resembled Bob the builder and Sherlock Holmes. I refused to try one on just because I always seem to be the guinea pig so Jess gave in and tried it on. Uhm yeah, it barely fit her head. So as I reach for one, I take notice of the tag. There was a picture of a dog on it and it finally clicked that the reason why it was so small was because it was meant for a dog costume! Afterwards, we went to see "Just Like Heaven". I really liked it, I thought it was cute. Jon Heder is the man though! Every time I look at him and that expression he has, it just cracks me up.

Roundtrip scare

On the way to class, I almost get side-swiped by the car next to me. What was the moron doing instead of paying attention to the road? Cell phone usage? Eating? Looking at maps? Fidgeting with the radio? Picking his nose? Nope, not any of these. He was flossing...with both hands off the wheel while looking into his rear view mirror! I don't understand why he couldn't wait to do that until he got home. If you're going to be flossing, you might as well start plucking your ass hairs as well. It's real nice knowing that my life was at stake due to someone's dental hygiene anal retentiveness.

A few minutes into the drive home, the area above my armpit starts to itch like crazy. Then my left kneecap is the same way. Lo and behold, I now had 2 huge insect bites there. I guess during the walk to the parking lot, I managed to get bitten. Now the freaky part, after the itching, my vision became slightly blurred only in the right eye. It started watering like crazy, swelling a bit, and itching so badly. So for a good 10 minutes, I could barely see out of my right eye. I of course started to panic, thinking that maybe it was a symptom of a seizure (or anything really serious). My guess now is that I probably just had an allergic reaction to the bites. But when you suddenly lose your vision like that, you can't help freaking out over what's wrong with yourself.

Under the sea, darling it's better down where it's wetter, take it from me


It's hungry hungry hippo!

I'm old, I had an educational Saturday by visiting the Adventure Aquarium. It's definitely a lot better in there from the last time I went in there, but it's still pretty tiny compared to others. I got to touch a baby shark today. It was kinda rough feeling, not what I imagined. I was too freaked out about the sting ray but Kevin touched it and said it was gross & slimy. We paid $3 extra to see what the 4D show was about. I went in there thinking it would be like that dinosaur ride they had in Great Adventure where the seats just move a bit. First of all, we get the world's coolest glasses ever (total sarcasm there), they were almost bigger than half of my head so it was hard keeping them from sliding off. I got freaked right from the start. I didn't expect the seats to be flying back so hard and fast at all. Then as we watched ourselves submerge, the backs of the seats in front of us shot us with water. Minutes later, there was a scene with some coral reef things that looked like worms and I suddenly feel a stingy rope thing start slapping my legs! Since my legs were bare, it kinda stung so I tucked my legs up on the seat. The show was around 15 minutes, it was cheesey but I thought the water and little hose gimmick was cool since it wasn't expected. But the real highlight of my day was....seeing hippos! In all honesty, I've never seen an indoor underwater exhibit with hippos before. There were only 2 of them, it was so hard trying to get a shot of either one of them. For something that huge, they moved fast. I don't know why I think they're cute, maybe because they're so huge and goofy looking. I have this strange fixation with their teeth, I know they're supposed to be huge and round so I was hoping one of them would open wide but they never did.

Is that what I think it is?!? Oh wait, it's just a jellyfish.

Mexi-don't

I had the worst tasting empanada tonight. When I cut it in half, the smell of the chicken was already nasty. You would think that would've been a red flag for me but nooo, I decided to eat it anyways. The flavor? The smell and taste definitely went hand in hand. I was so disappointed especially since I had been craving mexican food since last week. At least I made up for it by having some ice cream, cherry vanilla (unfortunately the cherries weren't as big as my eyes) & maple walnut.

It's only just begun

I'm finally done with week 2 of classes, barely made it out alive! I can already tell that this semester is going to kill me. I've already stayed up past 4am with work. I honestly don't know how I'm going to manage and pull this off but I'm trying to not think about it right now.

Elmer (the hip gramps) has found his way into one of my classes, though he still says that I'm stalking him. I love listening to him talk; he's got one of those booming voices that just make you pay attention. However, he's still confusing me with Gloria. She's Korean and we look NOTHING alike, our appearances & style are like direct opposites. I don't get it. But at least he doesn't think I have 2 kids now. I told him that I would give him one more semester to get it right. He made a pretty funny Freudian slip the other night. Instead of saying living organism, he said living orgasm, the whole class went nuts. Oh, I also have Lavonda and Lesley so we can all suffer together. Misery really does love company!

(You see that semi-colon M, oh oh!)

Lunch, with a side order of BS

I can't remember the last time that I have been this aggravated from having to hear someone's monologue. I would have enjoyed my lunch much better if the guy at the next table would have stopped talking at such a loud volume. At least if you had something interesting to say or remotely intelligent, then fine, flaunt your stories so that everyone and their mom's can hear you. But if you're going to make stupid remarks and contradictions, then please keep them to yourself. I felt bad for the other guy dining with him because during the entire time, I don't think he ever got one word in. One of the weird things was that certain things that I would bring up, minutes later I would hear him ranting about the same topic. So what did he have to say?

• Apparently he was the food know-it-all. For every dish that he & his companion shared, he would discuss in great detail the history of that dish and how he knew where to get the best tasting ones. Then after I mentioned how I liked certain dishes, he would discuss how that "certain" dish tastes only good to those who have no taste in food.
• I brought up palm readers, then immediately after he finished up discussing the proper way to make shrimp with lobster sauce, he starts yelling about how palm reading is just a mental thing and that there's no basis for character interpretation. He also said that the life line shouldn't tell you how long you live, rather it should be the health line. According to him, if your health line isn't that great, then there's no way you can live long. (Uhm, didn't someone just say palm reading was bs? Plus, you can have not the best health but live an unhealthy, sickly life.) Afterwards, he praises the US for having everyone's fingerprints on a computer system. He found it amazing that just from the fingerprint, your character and whether your nature was a felon or not could be deciphered (he didn't mean if you had previously committed a crime, but rather that they could decide if you were just a bad person in general). Now that he called a science.
• Out of nowhere, he starts lecturing his buddy that children with short fingers, especially the thumb, obviously have Down syndrome or some form of mental retardation. He stressed that all small fingered individuals are mentally retarded in some way. So then he said that if you had small fingers, then you would be horrible with math and could never do well!