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Thursday, July 20, 2006

Blurbs.

I just got home from taking my Sociology mid-term. I don't know if I mentioned it, but I'm taking two classes at BC: History and Sociology. ... . So now you know. And I just took the midterm. Actually, I took it like 3 hours ago, but that's not the point. The point is that I think I totally raped it on a scale of sexual relations. Here's the chart with an equivalence to the scoring of AP tests:

1 - The test raped the tester.
2 - The test molested the taker.
3 - The test and taker had consensual sex.
4 - The test molested the test-taker.
5 - The test-taker raped the test.

And I'd just like to state for the record that this analogy is from the twisted mind of Steve Qin, and very much not mine. I'm not that skanky. Tomorrow is my History mid-term, and that's the one I'm not too sure about. I'm going to study. I promise. Just not now, because I have important business to attend to, like trying on different clothes or painting my nails. As you can see, I'm very very busy, and school just doesn't take priority over such things.

My cell phone still doesn't work. According to the Cingular people it should have been working by now, but no. No, it's not. I got my credit card back the other day, though. It was so that I could pay for clothes when I took Elizabeth shopping in Pearland, but we ended up just using cash for it all. My mother let me keep the card anyway. Whee! Also, I don't sleep anymore. I'm not sure why, but for some reason I just can't get comfortable in bed and I can never fall asleep. It's frustrating and I'm tired all the freaking time, but I can't figure out what's wrong.

OH. And somehow I managed to never mention the Brand New concert, which was easily my favorite concert ever. It was just so great. Ugh. Words cannot describe. I was just so mesmerized with it that I only took like 3 pictures, so here they are:


Yeah, it's not the most terrific of pictures, but it's really the best I got out of the 3.


Jesse Lacey: lead singer and lead guitar. He was so sad... :(


Yeah, literally 3 pictures. Not even very good ones. Even though we were the 8th, 9th, and 10th people in line, we weren't let in like we were supposed to. They cut the line in half and let the back half in before us because it was raining and they weren't sheltered, and told us that they'd keep them from going to the floor, but they didn't So... that's where we were. It was disappointing, but on the bright side it meant that we didn't get murdered. And now it's laundry time.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

How emo of me.

So I tried on my bikini today, just to see how terrible I look. Not as bad as it was last time I wore it, but it's still pretty terrible. And there's nothing I can do about it. It's not like it's fat in my legs, just bad genes. Curse you, mother! Anywho, don't invite me to go swimming. Or do anything that involves wearing my bikini. So, I'm ungrounded, and I have my phone back, but it's not working. Apparently Cingular is doing some work on their towers in the area and because my phone is outdated it isn't coping well with the work they're doing. Whatever that work may be. So, if you call me, I won't be able to hear you. You can hear me, but I can't hear you. At least you still get to be graced with my voice. And as a bonus, you can say whatever you want to me and I'll never know that you said anything at all.

I almost died the other day. Raise your hand if you'd cry at my funeral. I was driving back behind Home Depot, and a lady pulled out of it and turned left into the one-way lane that I was in, and almost hit me. And then she had the audacity to flail her arms at me like I did something wrong. I'm sure she felt stupid when she figured it out, though. I mean, as she exited Home Depot there was a sign that said "One Way" with an arrow pointing in the one-way direction. But whatever.

Today is another clean the house day. Someone please kill me. Take a lesson from the crazy lady.

Friday, July 07, 2006

And my 20th birthday is when?

I'm grounded.

I'm going to be 20 years old in two months and I'm grounded.

That means the following:
1. I can't go anywhere for _____ amount of time.
2. I won't have my cell phone for _____ amount of time.
3. I've lost my credit card forever.
4. I'm going to be on MSN basically 24 hours a day.

Honestly, the reasoning behind it is very miniscule. My mother's idea, of course. I haven't been grounded... ever. And why am I grounded now? Oh, that's right. Because I didn't clean up other people's messes. My mom wanted me to clean her bathroom, so I started to, but then I realized that I didn't know what to do with everyone's things, only one of which was mine (a pair of earrings), so I left the room to call her and ask her what she wanted me to do and what she expected of me, and then Austin stopped me to look at something or whatever and I forgot what I was doing and forgot about the bathroom. So, it didn't happen. My mom comes home to find that it's not clean, and calls me while I'm watching Pirates of the Caribbean to tell me I'm in big trouble. I get home, try to explain what happened to her, and she doesn't care. So I'm like, "Okay, I'll do it in a second, I just have to return some phone calls." I go upstairs to make the calls, and she comes up a couple minutes into the first one, starts yelling at me, and I'm angry because the person I was talking to had called four times during the 5 minutes I was home, which is rather annoying, by the way, so I just start yelling at my mom, and she yells back, and she's trying out this new being a harsh parent to get the kids to cooperate thing, and decides to take all these things away. The end. Now I have no way to call those people whose calls I missed, because I don't have their numbers memorized. I love you guys, but I never thought it would be necessary. If you're one of the people that called me between 4 and 7 today, I apologize. And, of course, anytime after 7 because I don't have my cell phone anymore. I'm really sorry.

I know it's my fault that I got into this mess, and honestly I'm sure I could have the time of the sentence shortened by doing the bathroom right now, but I can't bring myself to get over my resolution just yet. This hasn't been a very good week.