Yesterday began a cold front in Dallas. Yup, it was in the 50's. We wore jackets! Soon will come the time for sleeping on the balcony as we have been planning since our move-in time.

After examining rocks, I had a meeting with my geology professor to discuss my less-than-happiness-inducing grade. I almost dropped the course yesterday...seriously...I had all the paperwork filled out & had left class an hour early (after bombing another test). Before this test my average was 61 (passing). Now it's a 59 (not passing). But the professor's point was that I'm above average, so really I have a solid B. Of course, I want an A & he knows that. So he said all I really need to do is get like 5 points higher on each test & I'll have it. He also told me that he thinks I'm just memorizing, which won't cut it. I suppose maybe I am...now I gotta fix it.

Then I went to the bookstore & bought a book to increase my grammar-freakishness. That's right - the SparkNotes Ultimate Style guide, "rules of writing".

Then yoga. I fell asleep during the Savasana...and it was only a 12 minute pose! I was thinking we stayed in it for at least 20 minutes for me to get that kind of a nap!

Sliding Doors came in today! I watched it with Julie. I love it.

And my parents & sister are coming to Dallas tomorrow for Family Day. I'm excited!

A moment of depth

It's 12:30 am & we're still up for no reason at all, except that we just got in from watching Gladiator. Zahra & I were sitting on the love seat & glanced at the tv right at the time that this appeared, one line at a time:

Just when you thought you couldnt get any shallower...

Shallow 2

The Shallowing

Then a few minutes later, some sappy music played in the background as this appeared:

A Moment of Depth

We're easily amused.
But it's not just me...when I came in my room to write this post, Zahra sent this message:

prZnChika87: blog it!!!

Momma's a cheater!

Adriane says: yeah me too
Adriane says: squared
Becky says: cubed
Adriane says: how cubed?
Adriane says: you just makin stuff up
Bdriane says: followup to squared
Adriane says: no no no
Adriane says: squared was cause there were 2 questions
Adriane says: like veronica calls herself v^2
Becky says: next is "^4"
Adriane says: urgh youre cheating
Adriane says: i cant play with cheaters
Becky says: i must be b^2
Adriane says: ya good job
Becky says: ur just squared to cheat
Becky says: (scared)
Adriane says: no im not
Becky says: how's cake boy? i need to meet him (with cake in hand - hopefully cake in box in hand)
Adriane says: lol
Becky says: do you have a sushi boy?
Adriane says: not yet
Becky says: hey, i guess andrew is my rita boy
Adriane says: lol i suppose

Pondering

You know how sometimes people really annoy you, but it's really not their fault? But since you're not the one doing the annoying, it's really not your fault either? But since it's your moodiness that is causing them to come across as annoying to you, it kindof is your fault...but yet maybe people should just be nicer...but why should they have to, they didn't do anything in the first place? But if they're your friends they should just be considerate of your feelings...but you should learn to control your feelings...but you are moody, so you can't really control your feelings...but they can't help the fact that you are moody, and it's really not their fault...but it's really not your fault either...Urgh.

Yoga time

Adriane says: hi hi im off to yoga
Becky says: woo hoo! we love yoga instructor (yoga man)
Adriane says: oh yeah totally
Becky says: are ya gonna blog me?

I blogged ya momma! Hehe she's cute!

Happy Day

Yesterday was a very good day. I woke up on time & got some work done before my first class & such. Here are some of the good things that happened:

*it was SKIRT DAY!!!
*it was STICKER DAY!!!
*randomly grabbed raspberry (the best) yogurt for breakfast
*gave my Rhet speech which was great
*told people about the orch concert
*got to help people
*didn't watch a Lifetime, but watched Law & Order SVU instead

I didn't feel that great in the afternoon, but that couldn't mess up this day!

Today, I have to turn in my art paper...now to find a printer....

Impersonation!

Zahra just called TXU (the electric company) to investigate our $171.04 bill. It is ridiculous! Of course, since the account is in Julie's name, they want to talk to her. Actually, they dont want to talk to any of us, but we kindof forced them into it by calling & saying hello. This was humorous:

Lady: Julie, I need your SSN
Zahra: Umm, just a minute *gets number from the real Julie*
Lady: Ma'am, is this really Julie K? (who wants their last name on the internet?)
Zahra: Yes! I just dont have my SSN memorized!
Lady: Ok. I need your driver's license number
Zahra: Why do you need that?

You can clearly see why we let Zahra make all of our confrontational phone calls. I would probably cower under the pressure of mean customer service representatives.

Fools!

You know what really bugs the junk out of me? I'll tell you. Idiots posting random comments on my blog, like "go to this porn site here to pick up women" and "help me start my business which is probably really a porn site for young impressionable girls like you". These comments are not even thought out & have nothing to do with my original posts. Not that comments have to be about my posts...please, feel free to comment on non-post-related happenings, etc. But I don't want to hear about people's porn access. End of rant. Goodbye.

AMP

Last night I submitted my first article for A Modest Proposal. It was about the Wright Amendment. Whee!

Zahra & I went to the Building 55 meeting.

Then Julie, Zahra & I were watching a movie when there came a knocking on the door. Who could it be, you ask? Well, Trash Boy of course! He had come to get our trash. We had 2 bags & a giant cake box from Cake Boy. The cake is still in our fridge, but its yummy.

Then Trash Boy hung out here having an intellectual conversation with us, until we realized it was stinking 1:30 am & I returned to my room to finish the season premier of Lost. And he let me punch him.

Today I have a meeting with my Art TA to discuss my paper that is due on Wednesday.

A New Boy Title

There has been an addition to the Boy Titles. Nerdy Boy. Also I forgot to put Hat Boy on the original list, although he is not new. Zahra gave him an assignment:

Zahra: Write a 3-5 page paper on what "wheezy" means to you. Double spaced. 12 point font. Times New Roman. 1 inch margins.
Nerdy Boy: When is this due?

He wouldn't answer the question. It was a serious question. Let this serve as a lesson to all of the others. Don't mock our questions. This is serious.

*pout*

Julie says I look like a chipmunk.

This little piggy

Last night, Julie & I had another Lifetime movie night. We ate lots of junk food, inevitably adding to the things we will have to talk about in therapy when have attained our very own Freshmen 15. But, we noticed that the potato chips and the strawberry cheesecake icecream were both FAT FREE!

That made my day.

U-turn

Me: Zahra, will you bring me my cell phone from the coffee table? I'm in my room & lazy.
Zahra: What?! You want me to bring you your phone? I can't believe I'm doing this! I was in my room, I had to do a complete u-turn!!!

Freeze Your Credit

We just discovered a flyer on our door titled "Severe Weather Preparations".

This was our favorite tip:
If the storm is severe, collect any forms of identification, credit cards, emergency contact numbers, etc, and seal them in a Zip-loc type bag and either secure them inside the freezer compartment of your refrigerator or attach them securely to yourself.

Zahra: Why can't I just put them in my purse? Like, 'oh, I gotta get my credit cards out of the freezer, gonna ride this hurricane' *pretends to ride a horse*

Neo to Go!

FistofJohnWayne: neosporin is the body's duct tape
FistofJohnWayne: and you can quote that

And the convo with Heather is all colorful cause I'm in pain & didn't want to take the time to change the formating of their system to my awesome system. So they win for now. I'm not sure who "they" are...but they're out there...lurking.

I've timed it:
time without ice before it hurts: 38 seconds
time without ice before I almost cry: 47 seconds
And less if I keep taking it off. We shall repeat this survey tomorrow.

Volumous

There is a lady outside my window shouting into a megaphone:

Lady: EVeryone, can you HEAR me? we're GOing to do a RAFF-LE.

Yes, I can. Earlier they were playing music when I got home. I thought it was my radio, so I turned it off (but really on), realizing then that the people at the party at the pool were kindly sharing their music. Zahra & Valene went down to tell them it was too loud. Apparently, the people were confused as to what the girls were saying. Must be all that loud music, depleting their brain cells.

BURN!

addicat123 (10:10:24 PM): im gonna be slow tonight cause i burned part of my fingerprint off
addicat123 (10:10:49 PM): its taped up w ice
rabidwire1922 (10:10:33 PM): hah wimp
rabidwire1922 (10:10:47 PM): and how did you manage that?
addicat123 (10:11:15 PM): steam from my stereotypical microwave dinner
rabidwire1922 (10:11:30 PM): bachelorette wimp
addicat123 (10:11:45 PM): lesson:dont conform or youll lose your identity
addicat123 (10:12:11 PM): get it? identity like fingerprint
rabidwire1922 (10:12:14 PM): god my brain is melting
rabidwire1922 (10:12:15 PM): yes
rabidwire1922 (10:12:19 PM): and I even got a giggle

*Blank* Boy

We have titled several boys. Here are their titles, minus their real names. We must, of course, protect their right to privacy. Plus, I'm not sure that I know all of their real names.

*Vacuum Boy
*Tall Boy
*Bug Boy
*Boy
*Trash Boy
*Sweaty Boy
*Cake Boy
*Pretty Hair Boy
*Fluffy Hair Boy

I think that's all the boys with superfluous titles. I think there will be more.

Splash!

Yesterday or something our dishwasher started leaking. So I called the office & left a message. Afraid that they might not take our situation seriously, I elaborated. Then the roommates started laughing, and I started laughing, etc. I then found this paperwork on the counter that afternoon...with my message written almost verbatim:

Request: Dishwasher leaking & squirting water like a geyser across the room.

Then their diagnosis:

Comments: Garbage disposal was clogged. Clean it up and drain it.

Thanks, Margarito!

Hey

Please pray for all of the people in the path of Hurricane Rita. Right now its classified as a category 5, and is supposed to hit sometime on Saturday. It is likely to produce very strong winds and flooding, even for the areas not hit by the storm itself. Thanks.

Tisk Tisk

Becky says: Oh, and they decided to cancel our company picnic.
Becky says: (the company picnic at Galveston)
Adriane says: probably a good idea
Becky says: duh
Adriane says: poo
Becky says: oh? poo (is that your profanity?)
Adriane says: sure
Becky says: potty mouth

Mail...Male

Mommy sent me a care package & I got it today!!!
I think I'll start a collection of cutsie container thingies...so far Mom has given me:
*NutriGrain container
*Cookie container
*PopTart container (today!)

A couple of minutes ago, there came a very powerful *boom*boom*boom* on the door. We all ran to the living room, and Zahra said something probably just fell in her room. But there WAS someone at the door, who we could not see. While we stood at the door, the bang happened again. We quickly locked the deadbolt & ran to the couch, falling down. Julie was the only one with the guts to try again. It was Ben, reminding us about flag football on Thursday. He said "Don't yell! The cops are coming up every time they hear girls screaming!!" We're like "don't bang on the door!" Not really. We didn't really say that.

Chargers

I just bought some "chargers" (chocolate covered espresso beans) at the bookstore. The cashier told me that if you eat one, it gives you buzzes throughout the day. I ate one...now I'm afraid.

I GOT THE 1ST VIOLIN SOLO FOR VIVALDI!!!
Concert is November 19!!
All come!

Yucky

lorien sylph: you know how some peope complain about how guys leave the toilet seat up?
lorien sylph: well, my complaint is sort of the opposite.
addicat123: lol
lorien sylph: we don't have urinals, and some guys don't bother to lift the seat up...when they need to
addicat123: can i post this?
lorien sylph: and their aim isn't careful enough, and...you can probably guess what happens...
lorien sylph: sure

Did this work?

Brett, would you try to leave a comment & see if it works? I think it should...just gotta make sure. Plus I gotta "re-publish" for it to supposedly work.

An Addition

Becca's definition of "country rock"...though she is not in my geology class:
Beautiful, hard rock originating from the north falls down to the south and collides with country music. It slowly works its way toward a hit on a Texas radio station. Country folk decide to engulf this real rock into their country music. Therefore country rock develops. People who are disgusted with this new form of rock refer to it as "pseudorock."

Zahra

Two funny/awesome things that Zahra said. Read.

1. Talking about her dream guy...
"He has to be at least 5'11", broad shouldered, with biceps. Not broad shouldered and flabby...that's just gross."

2. Talking about her weekend...
She called a tv show & was put ON THE AIR!! The show was discussing relationships between boys & girls, and suggested that it is not "modern" to remain a virgin until marriage. Zahra fumed. She talked to the lady on tv, pointing out how ridiculous her argument was. She even mentioned us!!! She told Julie & me that she mentioned each of her roommates & how each of us is being good, albeit not "modern". Yay, Zahra. She might get mad at me for posting this...I might have to take it down...

Jump!

sarcasticwrath: If at first you dont succeed... sky diving is not for you
addicat123: then perhaps i should reconsider
sarcasticwrath: no
sarcasticwrath: no one is reconsidering
addicat123: oh...ok then ill jump out of the plane cause "everyone else is doing it"
sarcasticwrath: exactly

Fortune Cookie Update

I realized that I am building quite a collection of fortune cookies. I think I shall post all of my fortunes, along with commentary from yours truly.

*You have the ability to analyse and solve any problem...indeed
*The weather is wonderful...I was having such a bad day!
*You have an ambitious nature...totally (this one from Pepper Chino w/ Mom)
*Good news will be brought to you by mail...I have a package from Mom at the post office!

Brain-dead

I fell asleep on the couch while reading through my research notes for my article. Julie came in and woke me up, reminding me that our Lifetime movie was going to be coming on in 30 minutes (it was 5:30). I asked, "Is today Sunday?" The sad part is that I was not faking...I thought it might be Saturday, because it could not possibly be 5:30 on Sunday yet. Argh. How sad. And all I got done today was some research, a Rhet essay and a Huma essay.

And we ordered Chinese. I don't like this place...the sweet & sour chicken is not sweet & sour chicken.

It must be done

addicat123: do you know anything about the wright amendment?
absolutveronica: no
addicat123: then youre of no use to me

hi

Friendless

I was talking to Rebecca online, and found out that she is on Facebook. I tried to add her as a friend, and...

addicat123: i did a search but nothing came up
addicat123: "I've got nothing for you."...meanyhead
addicat123: ill get a techie friend to do it
Becca1May: oops, i'm sorry
Becca1May: i guess we can't be friends

Scream!

Julie & I were watching a Lifetime movie when Valene got home. She joined us, and we continued with the lights off. *ooo scary!* Let's just say it was a scary movie, since I haven't slept much except during the last movie I watched, when I accidentally fell asleep and the people hosting the little gathering woke me up at the pornographic part to tell me not to look (as they had promised) but since I was just waking up, I thought they caught me drifting off so I immediately looked at the screen. Julie & I spent a small but entertaining amount of time hiding behind Rapunzel (sp?) and Erwin.

But back to Lifetime. There was a preview for a movie called something...let's call it Haunting Sarah. At the end of the preview, the following conversation took place:
Julie: That looks scary!
Valene (from kitchen): Are we gonna watch it?
Me: Uh, yeah.
End of relevant part of conversation.

Back on the couch, Valene's phone rang. She retired to the balcony, where Julie & I proceded to lock the door. Then came a knock on the door in the movie. The (supposed) villian entered the creepy house. Then came a knock on our door. We screamed loudly. Valene tried to come inside, but finding the door locked, knocked. Our screaming continued. Julie & I unlocked the balcony door & carefully approached the front door, arms locked for protection. It was Rachael. We spent about 5 minutes calming down. Now she says she might never come over again because we scared her so badly with our screams. She told Adrienne about it, who responded that we screamed in response to her knock on Thursday night.

Then we watched Fight Club next door. It was suppsed to be Family Guy the Movie, but then it wasn't. I suggested Armageddon. It was mostly guys. The looked at me strangely. I didn't bring it up again. Goodnight.

An Apology

Julie reminded me that I neglected to mention her wonderous feat. Last night/this morning, she came extremely close to winning the entire poker tourney. Let's just say she was 4th place. Probably more accurately 6th place. She has only played poker once in her life and that was when she was when she was on a ship and played with all of her brother's friends. She thinks she will call her brother. But wait! We have to watch our Lifetime movie! She has paint all over herself. All over her paaants.

Congratulations, Julie!

-Love, Adriane

Freshmen...

In an attempt to fully embrace the whole "freshman experience", I have been doing something stupid. While you can probably think of several things (such as doing drugs or never studying) that would fit into this broad category, it is really quite simple. I have not been sleeping. And it's not even that I'm so incredibly busy that I don't have time to sleep. I just haven't been. I have voluntarily settled for about 12 hours of sleep over the past 3 nights. This is probably not a good thing.

After Art this morning, I went to the Student Union and took a nap. Other people were studying. I'm sure I looked like a bum, lol.

Last night, Julie & I went to play poker from 2-4 am. I quit in the middle cause I was mongo-tired. I don't think that's really a word. I had almost dozed off, when she came & scared me to death! Needless to say, I suddenly became wide awake. Then I walked into a sprinkler (unintentionally, of course) on the way home. It was really dark. I hear that's normal for 4 am, but until last night, I never knew if it was true. See...I really AM learning things in college!

1st Down

Tonight was the first Flag Football game for which we all signed up a while back. Each apartment building has a team. We are the Spartans. Go Spartans.

Anyway, there must be at least 4 girls on the team in order for the team to play. So we played. The boys drove over to the field, but we walked. We're tough like that. We walked in our recognizable chain, and said "hi" to everyone we saw. Apparently I have the "hello" voice of a 12 year old. I'm 12 at heart, you know.

So we played, and Zahra did homework on the sidelines. We got lost on the way there. Adrienne ran over to us and said, "we have a minute and a half, and if you're not on that field over there, we lose!" So we ran. Very fast. I was a "rusher", which means that I chased the person with the ball. My accomplishments included:
*tackeling 2 people (pulling the flag)
*blocking the tough girl on the other team successfully once
*getting knocked down completely
Valene pulled someone's flag too, and she & Julie ganged up and blocked awesomely.

One guy suggested that we all (the 3 of us) flash the other team at the same time. Valene loudly objected. We are not like that. Thank you very much.

Zahra seems to have made good friends with a couple of guys on the sidelines. Hmmm. They live in the next building. They admitted to being the ones who always "share their music", and offered to take requests.

The other team told us we were the best football players they had ever seen. I had to agree. On the way home we were in a chain in the middle of the street. We didn't notice the cars behind us until there were about 3 of them, and the leader started honking. Honk honk. Then we moved, out of fear for our young lives.

Take your choice

addicat123: are you going?
Tigeress Rip: I don't know
addicat123: right...me too i guess
addicat123: like, i have a dentist appointment around that time

There.

FistofJohnWayne: I'm sleepy
FistofJohnWayne: do something
addicat123: ok i did
addicat123: :-D
FistofJohnWayne: ... I don't think it helped

Now I did.

Brilliant!

It just occured to me that I could actually look up the "definition of country rock in my lab manual"...therefore, I suppose I shall...

As magma works its way toward the surface of the earth, it encounters preexisting rock. The rock mass intruded by the magma is referred to as country rock, and it is not uncommon for pieces of the country rock to be engulfed by the magma. Fragments of country rock surrounded by igneous rocks are called inclusions or xenoliths.

Well, that's it. I decided to impersonate an overachiever and type up the entire paragraph! (Oooooo)

Country Rock

Yesterday's Lab test ended with the following question:
Explain the definition of country rock in your lab manual. (2 points)

We both had really dumb answers:
Me: "A rock not regularly found & disturbed, which therefore is in its original & natural environment."
Neil: "A country rock is a rock that formed long ago & was also expelled & into the surface thousands of years ago. It is smooth from erosion & probably has moss growing on it. AKA rockabilly."

Needless to say, we both received zero points for our very well thought-out responses.

Oh, and there WAS no halite on the test. Therefore, Neil's licking it was not necessary, his illness could have been evaded, and my hesitancy proved victorious once again. Muahahahaa. Goodbye.

Or not...

So, it turns out I had the wrong chapter in mind...instead we discussed "Dating & Relationships", which was basically composed of a list of "hook-ups". A convo:

Adrian (not me...the teacher...a guy): The cheating hook-up is the most stupid. You do not want to be that guy.
Gaile: Uh, you do not want to be that other girl!

The season premier of Gilmore Girls was tonight. It was kinda dumb. I think I'm ready to go back & become obsessed with the "beginnings" episodes. Yeah...sluttyness = not cool.

Julie & I went back to get the new Switchfoot CD that came out today! Yay!

Behold, the schedule for Wednesday & Thursday:
Wednesday
9-10...Art class
10-12...study
12-1...cooking show for extra credit!
1-2...study
2-3...lab
3-5...study
5-7...geology studying
7-10...government study group
10-11...Modest Proposal meeting
11-wee hours...study!!!
*and I'm skipping yoga :) & jujitsu :(
Thursday
regular day, but with Government test & Geology test

And then on Friday, I intend to be a bum. Welcome, welcome to the first week of college as it is said to be.

Dirty Discussion

Urgh. My Rhet class is discussing the "sex chapter" in Naked Roommate today. I honestly don't want to hear about anyone's sexual encounters, failures, and aspirations. I think this should be a non-issue. Unfortunately for my ears, it's not. And unfortunately for my mouth & brain & CONSCIENCE, I have to participate in said discussion in order to not lose points. Couldn't this be considered intellectual & moral rape? Maybe it's more like intellectual & moral prostitution, since I'm going to have to yap in class for points.

Margarita Party

(Not real ones)

Tonight is the 1 month anniversary of the day that all 4 of us were completely moved into our apartment. So, we made virgin margaritas, opened the "tikitini" cups that I bought last week in anticipation of this event, and went on the balcony to bask in the beauty of the evening, reflect on the past month, and wave at the golfers practicing at the golf course below. It was fun.

Study with me

Hey everybody! How about making me feel less alone & studying with me!?!

Memorize ze igneous rocks:

phaneritic aphanitic
felsic granite rhyolite
intermediate diorite andesite
mafic gabbro basalt
ultramafic peridotite ---

Good job! You're really on a roll! Now for the minerals (which you should have learned before the rocks, but my study sheet is backwards...and it's 2 am...sorry). These are just the distinguishable characteristics of the minerals:

calcite - soapy feel, react with HCl
graphite - looks like graphite
specular hematite - reddish, red streak
talc - pearly white
pyrite - fools gold
plagioclase -
k-feldspar - orange, white streak
galena - bright, purple
sillimanite - clear-white, elongated crystals
halite - salty, perfect cubic cleavage
epidote - green, white streak
jasper chalcedony - brown/red-brown, white streak
hornblende - black, white streak
hematite (soft iron ore) - earthy, holes, red streak
magnetite - magnetic, glittery
quartz - hexagonal crystals
muscovite - clear/brown sheets
chlorite - greenish sheets
copper - looks like copper
goethite (limonite) - earthy, yellow streak

You pass! Awesome job!
Goodnight.

Return to the Homeland

I'm going home today!

Happy Monthiversary!

Julie & I have been in our apartment for 1 month as of today. However, we will not be celebrating until Sunday or Monday.

This is like 3 posts in like 10 minutes, but I wanted different titles for each one. So I posted 3 times. Don't get mad or laugh. Thankyou. Goodbye.

Presents!

I paid for faster shipping on my Zen Micro mp3 player...so it would be here by Tuesday instead of like 2 weeks from now. But it came today! Yay! The belt clip arrived first by UPS, and less that 10 minutes later, FedEx brought the player. I'm excited now.

Lazy Bum-ness

The fast way to get things handled in a 4-bedroom apartment, in which the Valene is sleeping:

addicat123: can you come here for a minute?
addicat123: i have a question and im too lazy to get up
prZnChika87: yes ma'am

Lazy Bum-ness

addicat123: can you come here for a minute?
addicat123: i have a question and im too lazy to get up
prZnChika87: yes ma'am

copy-cat

FistofJohnWayne: that made me lawl
addicat123: lawl = lol ?
FistofJohnWayne: yes
FistofJohnWayne: lawl is how you say it when you speak it
FistofJohnWayne: unless you're a heathen
addicat123: cool...now im gonna say that all the time
FistofJohnWayne: oh dear
addicat123: im blogging you
FistofJohnWayne: I don't know what that means

AND! In other AIM news, I figured I should go ahead & mention that every single time Zahra logs on, I promptly tell her "Zahra, work!" This has happened probably 10 times at least...and we shall never get bored.

The Brothers Grimm

We went to see "The Brothers Grimm" & "Must Love Dogs" this evening, but got a rather late start. None of us thought to get a map or directions to the theater...something that new arrivals to an area need in order to navigate their way to certain places around said area. Then there was traffic and lots of it. So, we missed the first movie, and decided to buy tickets to Brothers Grimm and go to Macarroni Grill instead. I drew a pretty picture on the tablecloth, and brought it home with me.

We, the girls of apartment 5523, like to go everywhere with arms joined in a straight line. It's a nice way to make an entrance. Plus, we don't get lost.

The movie was scary. We screamed a lot. First, however, we put up the arm rests to turn the chairs into a couch similar to that in our living room, where we generally watch movies together. Back to the scary part though. We did a lot of screaming and commentary. After about an hour, we decided to leave. All standing up, something else horrible happened and we screamed again, exiting the theater with locked arms. I think the rest of the audience was glad to see us go.

Running out to the hall...and I mean running, we encountered another girl. We warned her not to see this movie, but she was watching The Skeleton Key. Much scarier, probably. Still. We thought about going into another movie, like Must Love Dogs. But we didn't. We just left. It was scary. The end.

Scolding

At the end of Jujitsu, we were doing punches back & forth in the room. The teacher held up his hand & told me to punch it.
teacher: punch it harder!
me: *punches hard*
teacher: imagine that I'm your boyfriend...or you're on a first date & I'm trying to kiss you
me: my boyfriend's a jerk
teacher: ok then!
me: *punches harder*
teacher: there you go!

Then Julie & I went to a prescreening for Art (extra credit!), which didn't end until 8:30. Valene & Zahra consulted the community schedule, which revealed that we should be back soon after 6:30. So we each got several calls & messages from our concerned roomies. When we arrived back at our apartment, they had moved the love seat so that we could not walk into the living room. Much scolding took place. We have been forgiven.

Run, Forest, Run

Being bored out of my mind, I walked hopefully to the activity center. Which I found to be closed. It's Labor Day. Labor = work...as in work out. Oh well. Not looking forward to returning to my empty apartment to resume my boredom, I kept walking...and walking, and walking. I walked almost to Coit, where I shopped at the Halmark Store and Randalls. Here's a hint to anyone who wants to try this: Don't buy tons of heavy groceries when walking over a mile back to your apartment in the heat.

Zahra called while I was at the Halmark Store, as she & Julie did not know where I had disappeared to. I said, "Zahra, don't yell at me, but..." and went on to tell the story of the closed Activity Center. All in all, I was gone for about 3 hours. Julie offered to come pick me up, but I didn't know it would be so tiring, so I just walked. Oh well...at least now I know it's walking distance, lol.

another viewpoint

Yeah, so Neil found a slightly less-cute definition for my pajamas. Glare upon this:

cheeky - Vernacular for joint, or marijuana used by a small contingent of English smokers in Southampton.

Cheeky

I just bought some pajamas that are super cute. The pants are lime green & the shirt is bright PINK and they have monkeys all over them saying "cheeky monkey".

Herein lies the object of my problem. I, had to call my 12 year old sister to ask her if the term "cheeky" has some kind of perverted connotation. I would hate to walk around thinking I'm looking like a sweet little girl who loves pink, only to discover that the rest of the world has been seeing me as Miss Bad Girl. My sister answered with a laugh and a "no".

But I still had to look up the term "cheeky" on dictionary.com. Here were my findings:

cheek·y (adj): Impertinently bold; impudent and saucy.

What's all the racket?

The people above us keep making hugely loud *BANG* sounds, to which we have begun responding with protesting taps of Julie's tennis racket on our ceiling. However, these people are rather tiny, and we have not been able to discern how they can physically accomplish such noise. Today, we journeyed once again up the stairs to discuss the problem. We have now concluded that a possible cause of the stomping sounds is that someone is being naughty & keeps falling off the bed.

This made my day...

I got this email from Joscelyn...and the unmitigated humor which I found in it helped me with yesterday's "Two Quizzes Taken, Two Quizzes Bombed" scenario. Thanks Joscelyn, and all of you who would do the same.

Are you tired of all those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality?

Well, here is a series of promises that really speaks to true friendship:

(1.) When you are sad - I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

(2.) When you are blue - I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

(3.) When you smile - I will know you finally got laid.

(4.) When you are scared - I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

(5.) When you are worried - I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and to quit whining.

(6.) When you are confused - I will use small words.

(7.) When you are sick - Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have!

(8.) When you fall - I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

This is my oath... I pledge it till the end. Why, you may ask? Because you are my friend. Send this to 10 of your closest friends. Then get depressed because you can only think of two, and one of them isn't speaking to you right now anyway.

Remember: A good friend will help you move. A really good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel.

A concept of reason

FistofJohnWayne: yoga is like yogurt
FistofJohnWayne: exactly like it
addicat123: how?
addicat123: explain i say
FistofJohnWayne: well
FistofJohnWayne: it's 1 in the morning
FistofJohnWayne: that's how
addicat123: that makes just enough sense to work