Yee-haw.

So the counter has almost reached number 10,000. Whenever it reached 5,000 I told the winner that they'd receive an ice cream on me, and that has yet to happen. Lindsey, I know I still owe you, and I haven't forgotten. Number 10,000 will get to choose their prize, as long as it's under $10. See, prize 1 was under $5, so prize 2 will be under $10. Are you noticing a pattern? You should if you're sober. Speaking of which, I just got home from my 5th night working CARPOOL, and I have to say, it's always interesting. But I think tonight was the best night I've worked. I really like Hersheling, I've decided. For those of you that don't know, Hersheling is when CARPOOL members hang out on Northgate and let the drunk people come to us and ask for rides. Another great thing about CARPOOL is that you just meet so many people, and everyone is really nice. I'm really glad I joined. I just hope I get all my points in. I know I'll have all my nights, but I'm worried about points. It's the 6-20 rule. Work 6 nights, get 20 points. So far it looks like I'll only have half my points, and if that's the case, then I won't get to be in it next semester, so I'm looking for any opportunity I can find to get me some, because I really do like this organization and what we do. Finals are coming up, and I'm sort of nervous about how I'm going to do, so I'm not going to be offended or anything if you pray for me. I also have to get a job this summer so I can buy a car, because I'm in serious need of a vehicle to call my own. I've decided that I really want to work at Cafe Anice, too. So if anyone has any connections and can hook me up, let me know. Why Cafe Anice, you ask? Because they have a liquor license, and drunk rich people tip better. :D I mean, it's just on a completely different level from the place-that-shall-not-be-named that I worked at last summer. I bet only half as many employees are on drugs, and maybe even less! And I could dress nicely there, and look nice. And I like to look nice. Ugh, I'm dying of thirst. I guess I'll brave the 4 flights of stairs to get a drink. Bon nuit. And remember: if you're visit number 10,000, let me know, and I'll set you up with something nice.

C'est un beret. Vous avez besoin d'accepter cela.

I can't sleep. I got soap in my eye today for the first time since I was like 9. Not that that has anything to do with my inability to sleep. Just a random tidbit. The semi-formal was last night, and I wore the pink dress because I couldn't find anything else, but as it turns out I'm glad I wore it. It grew on me. Well, more like it decreased in size on me because I constantly had to pull it down, but I guess I could say that I've grown to like it. I went with gold jewelry to smite Ashley. Bwahaha. Anway, it was a lot of fun, and I'm really glad I went. Tomorrow night I'll be driving home drunk people. Wee! So, if you're up at 5 in the morning when I get back, you should be online so I have someone to talk to, because chances are that my being awake at 5, means I am very very coffeed up. Very. And will be awake for at least another hour. Then on Sunday don't expect me to be awake until a little before 5:30, because that's church.

I updated my iPod software today, which has given me more of a reason to hate Apple. For the past 15 hours, my iPod has been updating. "Do not disconnect" my... something... not very nice... And I'm afraid to just unplug it because last time Ashley did that to hers it totally screwed it up. I'm thinking I'll just shut down the computer before I go to bed and see what it says then. Good plan? Maybe? I don't know. We'll see.

On a side note, who is this "we" that I'm referring to? Why do people even say that pertaining to a singular person? It no make sense.

Also. I'm on a diet. Don't let me consume any of the following:
- Sodas
- Fried foods
- Ice cream
- Riesen* (I drool...)
- Pizza

If you allow me to do this after reading it, then I'm going to have to assume you want me to be morbidly obese and die of a cake overdose. Also, a long time ago I vowed to myself that I'd never permanently dye my hair, but I have waaaaaaaaaay too many grey hairs. I mean, seriously. It's getting bad, and I have no idea how to stop it. So if you randomly see me one day and my hair doesn't look the same color, that's why. :( I guess that's it. I'll try to go to sleep again, now.

*Now spelled correctly!

The end is nigh.

So I'm done for the summer on May 10th. That's 23 days away. I just can't believe my first year of college is almost over. Less than a month left. AHHH! It's so freakish. I'm really really tired right now, but I can't sleep. It might be because I'm hungry. I can't sleep when I'm hungry, but I can't sleep when I just ate, either, and that's very unfortunate. Anyway, I am a very bad student. I'm just putting that out there. I mean, I'm not going to fail out or anything, but I definitely need to start going to all my classes. I just can't seem to find a schedule that I'm willing to abide by. I sign up for classes this Thursday at 5:30 a.m., but I don't even know what I want to sign up for, yet. I'm going to take some classes during the summer at BC, and hopefully get a job, too. Plus, I have some concerts lined up that I want to go to, and on the way up to CS today we made a big list of things we want to do this summer. So, I'll probably be really busy, which is definitely the way I prefer it. I wasted my time drawing a picture of the dress I may be wearing to the Mosher semi-formal. Enjoy.
Well, trust me. It's purty. I'm not exactly a graphic designer, though. :/ Bedtime.

I take it back.

So I started making a post a couple hours ago about how I was having a good day despite all my reasons for it to be a bad day, but I withdraw everything I said. It was not a good day. In fact, I may go as far as to say it was a bad day. Alas, I say, as I rest my hand daintily on my forehead.

In other news, I got my rooming assignment changed. Er, Ashley and Alyssa changed theirs to accomodate Kaela and me. Now they're suiting with us. Suite! Did you catch that? I thought it was punny... Anyway, I'm super excited. We haven't decided if we're going to paint our room yet, but we'll see how we feel later on. Yeah, again, I'm super excited. It all worked out in the end. And I feel like that's the way that everything goes. It may not be going well right now, but it'll all work out in the end. Or you die, and at this point I'll take either/or, thank you very much.

A Goofy Movie is really good. Is it wrong that I like that movie a whole lot? I watched it yesterday and it totally made my day. Aaaaaaaaaand I also need to remember to watch Zoolander, because I haven't seen it in a long time, and it makes me smile.

Now, I'd like to end this post the way I end all my posts: randomly. Because I don't have a set pattern to the ending of my posts or anything, I'll just end it with some lyrics. This one goes out to all the Rosses out there:

We're concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just want to believe. I just want to believe. I just want to believe.
We're concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just want to believe. I just want to believe. I just want to believe, in us.

Yes, I have been listening to too much Brand New.

The baby's due NEVER because I'm not pregnant!

Today my mom told me that I look like I've gained weight. Thanks Mom. You really know how to up my spirits. Remember that time you told me that it couldn't hurt for me to wear makeup every now and then? Hahaha. Yeah... good times. Then there was that period from about 7th-9th grade that you told me I needed to brush my hair all the time? Also, I'd just like to state, for the record, I don't like being told that my hair looks frizzy. Sure, maybe it does. In fact, it probably does, because this is Southern Texas and I have curly hair. Regardless, I don't need to be told so, because it makes me super self-conscious. Not to name any names...

coughRossGardinerVarnercough.

Yes, I've been doing my hair differently. Even if you don't like it, you still don't have to point out that fact while I have it fixed that way and it's too late to change it. Just don't talk about me looking bad. Oddly enough, I'm not a big fan of being told I have flaws in my appearance.

Prom is tomorrow, and I don't have a dress. I sure hope I can find one that both fits me and keeps my hair from frizzing, while allowing it to look brushed with a non-offensive hairstyle. My only real fear is that it'll mess up my complexion.

Drool...

With one or two I get used to the room
We got slow when we first make our moves
By five or six bring you out to the car
Number nine with my head on the bar

And it's sad, but true
Out of cash and I.O.U.s

I've got desperate desires and unadmirable plans
My tongue will taste of gin and malicious intent
Bring you back to the car
Get you out of the cold
A sober straight face gets you out of your clothes
And they're scared that we know
All the crimes they'll commit
Who they'll kiss before they get home

I will lie awake
And lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

Barely conscious in the door as you stand
Your eyes are fighting sleep while your mouth makes your demands
You laugh at every word trying hard to be cute
I almost feel sorry for what I'm gonna do
And your hair smells of smoke
Who will cast the first stone?
You can sin or spend the night all alone

Brass buttons on your coat hold the cold
In the shape of a heart that they cut out of stone
You're using all your looks that you've thrown from the start
If you let me have my way I swear I'll tear you apart
'Cause it's all you can be
You're a drunk and you're scared
It's ladies night, all the girls drink for free

I will lie awake
And lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

I will lie awake
And lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

I will lie awake
And lie for fun and fake the way I hold you
Let you fall for every empty word I say

- Me vs. Maradona vs. Elvis; Brand New

Jesse Lacey may be a jerk, but you have to admire his honesty.

I love this CD. Like, insanely love it. I think I'll marry it.

That is all.

Same thing!

Today I have only one class. Geography of the Global Village. I still need to get a Prom dress, though, and I only have a few days left. And when I say a few I mean 4. And when I say 4, I'm including today. My class doesn't start until 5:45, but Ashley said she was going to go dress shopping for the Mosher semi-formal today. Since I really need a dress, and she's probably going to be shopping during my class, I'm considering skipping it. I mean, today we're covering Asia. And, I have Asian friends. So that's enough, right?