i think im moving
Mood:  sad
Yep, I'm moving onto greener pastures. I think I'm moving my blog to another service. It's been fun angelfire, but its time I stepped it up a notch.
so bye bye for now. You never know, I may come back.

:)

im so tired...beyond. and i need to do homework!
Mood:  spacey
I just took an hour long nap. Today, actually, this weekend has been really chill. Almost too chill, because i haven't gotten anything done. I need to read so much and do two papers. But they're due later. My body is realy sore from going to the gym. OK, i need to get my work done. chao

Thanksgiving
Mood:  on fire
Just had the Thanksgiving dinner. yum! I made the gravy...it was pretty good considering that I don't really know how to make gravy. I'm full...two pieces of pie was not a good idea. One pumpkin and the other apple. Tati made the pumpkin pie, a little mushy for my taste. But after a few minutes in the freezer, it was like an entemens (spelling?) idk. This is a very short post...I'm using the home row.

wow, i just wrote jetwing
Mood:  quizzical
quizzical, what the hell does that mean? it think i had another post where i said the same thing. im trying to get in the sleepy mood with my sleepy time tea. yum! anywho, i just remembered typing pal...yea, they were helping me learn how to type, now look what happened...i type like a three year old. i bet in ten years, with technology growing and all, a three year old will be able to type faster than me...and now, like everything else on the internet, you have to pay for typing pal. yep, thats right kids. get out your parent's pocket books and by that typing pal software. NOT! just take the class in 7th grade and actually give a damn...cause i know i didn't. and now look at me, i type like a three year old. WOAH...day jah vou (hell yea i spelled it phoneically...i dont know french!). (two punctuations...is it correct?). and again...sorry, stupid tidbit.

i feel like posting one piece of my art...i think a jam (thanks samy). so here's one...and i hope this upload shit works... yea, so i haven't writen enough to satisf my tiredness..but i fell the tea workin a little....hmmm, eyes getting heavy, check. limbs feeling more that averagely comfortable, check. seeing christina aguilera puppies, woah! south park recap. that was such a good episode. scaryness. i think cartman is the only one who saw it too (its the ritalin ADD episode). sooooooooo funny. i dont know why jess told me that the starvin marvin episode was bad...it was kind of funny. the epsiode that really sucked balls (present them hahaha) is the douche and turd one. that one sucked monkey balls (jessy phrase?)

I still remember when she told me to write down that freakish dream that i had with punjabe....jesus christ almighty that was a weirdass dream. so mom thinks i have a boyfriend, or in other words that im probably sleeping with someone. well guess what, NOT! im defnitely not doing that shit, too many diseases floating around in this joint....i see it, fuckin halloween dance '06, get out of my face guys that attend vassa! yous guys are crawlin with da clamids...yep, im not laying a finger on anyone here. have you seen the bathromm? wait, my computer or interenet blog void cant do that. world: have you seen the bathrooms here at vassar? "oh i hear ya" (oh john...i just heard him in the hallway). such a weird kid. i still owe him a 15 minute massage...definitely not going to happen.

so now mally just put on this one song by whats his name, dude from labyrinth, oh! david bowie...serious brain fart. woopsie daisy. i like that phrase, it will now be my personal goal to find the historic meaning of that phrase. yep, i'll be famous, on a podium somewhere saying, "I've done it! i found the historic meaning to woopsie daisy!" what does woopsie mean? i have no freakin idea. but like i said...podium+ FANS= awesome-o. yes, awesome-o, another cartmanism, as mary would say. wait, is it cartmanism? it sounds more or less right, so i'll leave it. for some reason i just got a thought of ancient egypt. why? dont question my genius? schizo... no, im seriously you guys. thanksgiving is soon, and i will be trippin on the tryptophan. hell yea, and trippen in my tryptophanic induced aplasication!!!

spirited away
Mood:  spacey
so spirited away officially kicks ass. i heart that movie...and i dont feel very well today, but im looking foward to go going home on wednesday, yay thanksgiving! my typing is so out of wack, i need to start trusting the home row, but i think its too late. actually im trying it right now...really slow though. god dammit this is annoying...if i miss spell something agian, im going to do something very outlandish...i dont know what it is yet, but i assure you blog that it wont be pretty...

topic stump
its thursday...goin home tomorrow. i might as well go today after class...but idk, beat the rush if i leave tomorrow morning. im so fuckin low on my points. guess i'll have to eat carrots. no ranch, cause that's heavy and expensive.

i hope my essays are good. i really cant tell anymore. ive done so many that they seem like a blur. even when i edit them, my head feels like its going to explode. i feel so tired but i need to get some exercise. looked at myself in the mirror...what a terriblke fuckin sight. my face is cool, sometimes. but my belly and legs are rediculously out of shape. not that they're out of shape, they're just fatty. not cool. and my break is not going to help, cause zelda here i come! i'm lackin the diseprin....

getty images kicks ass. they're royalty free pics. whats not to love? evrything in the world is so damn expensive, even on the internet. i used to be subscribed to ancestry.com before it got all popular and costly. oh yea it was free when i was on it. hell, i looked up and dug up so much history on the twings. but now? fuckin expensive. monthly payment my ass. so to have free getty pics is an internet miracle.

Dorming and sleeping
Mood:  spacey
Topic: Ummm..its 2006
It's a little late, but whatever. I'm in college! yay...so I'm in my dorm right now, i think my roommates went to class. I just came back from working in the library. And guess what...i wont tell...hopefuly i'll remember, the stupid thing is right in front of me anyway. well, it's not that important...they have tons of them that they don't use. so why not?

I have to finish my stupid classics paper. it's on "the shield of achilles." whoopidie doo basil! what does it all mean? lol

i think i need to crap...my belly's rumblin...speaking of bellies rumblin, yesterday in english my stomach was growling sooo freakin loud. It wasn't even growling, it was making these burping kinda sounds, cause i wasn't hungry. And what made it worse is that my class is always really soft spoken, so im sure everyone heard it.

whatever, its normal to be hungry. thats what I always say in embarassing situations...like taking a huge dump for example. you can't hide that, people know when their in the next stall. so i say to myself, "whatever, it's normal."

8:30 and a dream
Mood:  lazy
So, this morning my sister woke me up at 7 something, giving me just enough time to remember my dream. This is all i remember....

So, I was in some country. Probably non existent. But the mission was that Me and my crew needed to get to Spain and then New York (Just keep that in mind). Now, I get on the plane only to be seated in this really shitty place. The only seats available in my aisle are a huge seat meant for luggage and the other seat is a ladder. The luggage seat apparently has to be equipped properly, so i guess i do it right. The flight attendant dude walks by (a tall ken looking fellow) and checks out how i managed with the seat. I guess i did well because he winked and gave me a thumbs up. But that left a problem. All I had to sit on was a ladder. So I was like, "wtf am i supposed to do now?" Luckily, this nice flight attendant came by and told me that I didn't have to sit there. There was special seating reserved for this aisle, but in the back of the plane. Now, you would think that the back of the plane would be shitty. not on this plane. It was like a freaking mall...or maybe because it was a dream, it was kind of like a fusion of an airport terminal and a plane. So I'm walking. I guess I know where i'm going since the flight attendant isn't there anymore. On my way (still in the plane mind you) I pass cafes, stores, and other stuff. Then I come to my aisle, 67. It's a sweet little bungalow. It has a kitchen, a little cafe and other nice stuff. So, while i'm sitting happily in my bungalow plane aisle, I start to get hungry. While I was walking before, I saw some people eating this lushious cinnamon roll cake thing. It looked so good. So I got up and went to the nearest pastry place and discovered there were non left. i was pissed off. But I got a bunt cake or something like that...all i know is that it was plain. As I walked back to my bungalow aisle i found myself pissed off at two more things. First, I saw the same people enjoying their lushious pastry and second, there were people sitting in my cafe! Hello! that's reserved for me! But I didn't get involved, I just sat in the back and ate my stupid cake. Ooo! The plane is landing!

So the plane lands...I've completely forgotten about my crew. Now there's this new guy that I suddenly know. His name is pounjabe or something (he's hindi). So we get off the plane and enter the terminal. Now, previously I said we were going to Spain. As i looked around I didn't see any signs of Spain (ex. Iberia, spanish words). In fact, all I saw were Hindi people and Hindi signs everywhere, and translated English. I was beginning to suspect something was completely wrong. And what do you know? My suspicions were right. So, me and pounjabe walk out of the airport and the first thing i see is my sister smoking outside looking really pissed off. I ask her, "Dude, what the heck?" She says, very bluntly, "We're in India." My face drops and i hear that "da da daaaaaaaa" music in the background. Pounjabe is all excited, he's smiling and shit.

So me and my sister decide to take a walk to cool down. But that's impossible cause its so fuckin hot. So Pounjabe is like "enjoy the sights" and im thinking to myself "what sights? We're in like the asshole of India." So my sister's cigarette goes out, and it turned out to be her last one. So we turn this corner and go down this dirty ally way. So she looks at this abandoned building and goes in. It kind of looked like a box, there was nothing in it except for two circuit breakers and a stupid blinking flourescent light. My sister goes to the breaker on the right, opens it and sticks her hands in, looking for something frantically. Then, all of a sudden the door behind us opens and this french guy walks in. He goes to the breaker on then left, pulls the same manuever as my sister and pulls out two marlboro reds. I was like "Wha?" tilting my head like a confused dog. So my sister looks at him, and he looks at her. They're both grilling eachother. I guess my sister wins cause frenchy passes her a pack.

So we all walk out together, including the french guy. So pounjabe sits at this one cafe and decides to eat. My sister is still freaking out about the whole we're in India and not in Spain thing. So we go to the airport again, leaving behind pounjab and frenchy. We go to the counter and tell the dude that we need to get back to the united states. The only problem is that we can't go because Poujabe told the airline that we were a student group so that we could get a discount. But he lied and the airline found out. So we got stuck in India. But we tried to tell the airline guy that it was Puonjab who lied, not us. And finally the guy sympathized with us.

Yet, things didn't turn out all nice in the end. Pounjab came back (after stuffing his face) and ruined everything. The airline guy recognized him and he changed his mind....and that my friends, was my stupid long ass dream.

It's been a while
Mood:  not sure
Topic: Ummm..its 2006
So, i havent been on this stupid site for a while. And apparently the last time i went on angelfire was about a year ago. I was reading some of my last entries from 2005 and figured that i was a pretty hungry child (notice all of the food pics and content...). Yea, i'm here at my house in this god forsaken heat. I have no idea what to do...so i think im just going to go to my room and chill in the air conditioning.

I want a hula hoop!!!
Mood:  caffeinated
What should i write about today? Well... mom just started that wacked out diet,but apparently it should work. Anyway, my title is kind of random but there is a logical explanation. I want a hula hoop. Ive been obsessed with it ever since i started it in gym. Its soo freaking fun! What makes it apealling is that its a really good work out tool. I want to have a nice waist after using it. Samy tried teaching it to me one day and i couldn't even do it. But i finally figured it out. How many times have i used the word "it"?