new look.

I can’t decide if this is really funny or if I’m just punchy because
it’s 3:30 AM… You decide (the pictures speak for themselves):

In other news… I’m a huge loser. Maybe more on that later.

uggh, this Halloween was ALMOST as bad as the year my mom told me I was
too old to Trick or Treat. yay for uneventfulness. I knew we should
have gone to Castro!!!

Lizzy just left and I miss her already! Highlights of the day with her:

*Casual Sets
* “Here’s a Breakup” and “Well Done” cards
*Crappy DC food (everyone should experience it once)
*Making fun of how lame I am
*Tale as Old (taaaaaaaaale as oooold asssss) Time
*Jessican’lizzy are idle
*Facebook stalking
*Almost confronting Stephen to tell him how much he’s disliked
*Crazy walks down Telegraph
*BFF fun

I miss you Lizzy.

It’s 2:04 AM, and my birthday’s already started out with interesting and awkward material to sleep on… Yeah, it’s a bang.

Erm… so no one actually tagged me, but I felt left out and thought it looked fun

rules:
1. find your 23rd post
2. find the fifth sentence (or closest to)
3. post the text of the sentence along with these instructions
4. tag five other people to do the same

“given [the] circumstances, who’s to say what any of us might do…”

I think I was quoting the movie “Sleepers” which you all should go see if you haven’t.

Ok, now for other news:
*Took my first ever college midterm (woo hoo) and I’m glad it’s over.
SEVEN PAGES OF SHORT ANSWER AND ESSAY QUESTIONS. It was horrible. But I
actually think I overstudied. And I actually finished the whole darn
thing (plus EC questions w00t w00t). So, we’ll see how that goes.
*Annie’s been angry at me for something I said and we’re “in a fight”
which means she’s mad at me and I’m avoiding her. I’ve found
interesting places to study, in the meantime, however. The academic
center, the library, the main lounge, Graham’s room, Jason’s room, the
little forest with the squirrels… it’s been an interesting
experience.
*I had a REALLY great 2 days ago. It involved sleeping in, studying,
doing some research for class (involving parking lots), feeding
squirrels, listening to a really cool like old men’s jazz quartet on
Sproul (they were so great! It was a trumpet, trombone, banjo, and huge
baritone sax… it was like being in the French Quarters at
Disneyland!!!), having my last seminar (I’ll miss Professor White a
lot, and I’m going to take his Osteology class next semester), and
going to a really fun review session for my midterm (I sat next to the
GSIs who weren’t conducting it, so they were making fun of the other
GSIs and the stupid kids, and telling me the right answers. Fun times
all around)… and relaxing that night.
*I had a REALLY bad 1 day ago. It involved getting NO sleep, getting up
at 7 to help Zara with printing her lab (my printer jammed and I had to
pull on pants to go with her to the Academic Center), getting upset
that Annie still wasn’t speaking to me, freaking out about my midterm,
thinking everyone hated me, taking the midterm, and 4 hours of work
videotaping this asinine Dinner called the “Vision of Hope” thing.
Stupid. Then I hid in Jason’s room and went to bed at like 10. Sad
existence.

So, thanks for letting me vent. I’ve had a lot of pent up emotions here
(so much that I actually called a friend, knowing his phone wasn’t on,
and vented on his voice mail, telling him to just click delete at the
beginning of it.) and I’m glad that I have xanga and all of you guys to
force feed my life to ~hugs Xanga and Readers~ Thanks everyone. You
really all mean the world to me. And I loved all the comments! I’m off
to do some Irish homework. Cheers!

So, erm this was an interesting weekend. Really interesting.

I think I’ve just peaked with tolerance and actually gone insane. Don’t
cross me anymore. I’m not afraid to shout out obscure mean things and
get stared at. It’s that kind of crazy.

Anyway, it started off with spilling soda ALL over myself. It was a
full glass and I was playing with the rim and tipped it over and the
whole thing… well think about the River song from Pochahantas. It was
that intense. So, of course, Annie and I start laughing hysterically
while it’s  pouring all over me until she finally says something
like “You might want to get up. We should clean this” and yeah. For the
first time, I really didn’t care about all the people staring at me. It
might have been the emo pigtails, 80s sweatshirt, and fat-plastic
bangles that made me feel so confident, or perhaps it was the fact that
I really have reached the point of no return.

Rachel came and it was an experience to say the least. If you read
this, yes, eveyone thinks you’re an alcoholic… and I’m not really
sure what to say to them. But we did have fun when I didn’t have to
make small talk about Captain Jack.

Casey visited on Saturday and bought me “Set” for my birthday. It’s
amazing. We’ve played it so much already. Like a million, maybe. But
yeah.

Saturday night was ritualistic Dungeons and Dragons night. I’m the
token girl. I liked the idea of the campaign, but it was still possibly
the worst one I’ve played so far. Our characters just didn’t click
well. And I’m still bitter that I’m only a level 4 sorcerer since
Pixies take a +4 Level adjustment. It also wasn’t fun when the Paladin
actually rolled his 2d8 to kill me. I don’t even really know what to
say. I really like the guys that I hang out with, but I really hate how
we interact. I always end up feeling attacked or neglected, and I end
up acting completely stupid and overreacting. It’s an endless cycle
that’s probably starting to burn on both ends of the wick. But it’s not
like any of them read this, so I don’t know why I’m bothering here.

I made a slideshow of pictures from the “old days” and I really miss
them. None of my friends here can picture me with my friends from home,
but I think that everyone from home would say the same thing about my
friends here. It’s actually weird. I miss some people that I’ve lost
touch with, and I really miss some people that I don’t get to see
everyday. Pretty much, I just miss all of you. The slideshow amuses me
greatly, however. If any of you have fun pictures of the “good times,”
send them my way. I love looking at all of them.

There’s some other stuff I’d really like to talk about, but the person
it involves is really the guy I want to talk to and he’s the last
person I’d ever talk to about this. Yeah, I know, I’m lame, what can I
say? And I’m just going to start talking……… now.

Glad that moment’s over. Anyway, I have midterms these next 2 weeks and
I’m really scared since they’re both for my major and I just want to do
well. Really well. Have I set myself up for failure? I’m the only
Celtic Studies major or Anthropology major I know in my building, so I
kind of get sad when I see everyone studying together in the dorm. And
I hate asking my friends to help me, since it has nothing to do with
what they’re doing. I don’t like seeming needy. But whatever, I’ll
figure it out. Mary Tyler Moore style.

So another week begins with mixed emotions and repressed stuff. I guess
it’ll just stay that way for now. Oh, and in case you wonder, I’ve
already accepted the fact that commenting just isn’t the fad anymore.

The sad part is I’ve really actually seen this on a church sign…

It’s official. I’m horrible at Risk…

But I am making $18 an hour, so I’m ok with it! (btw, the risk and the job have nothing to do with eachother!)

~rides the gravy train~

PS I won a bet

PPS I just lost a bet that I did double or nothing from the previous bet!

So I got my hair cut and colored! w00t. Oh, it’s so much shorter! I look like my mom now

Yeah, so pretty much that’s all the news up here. Kind of getting foggy! I need some rain gear…

~sigh~ Fencing tonight. I’m still sore from Monday, and I didn’t go yesterday because I was lazy. So, off to the dining commons! ~flies away~