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Ahhhh!!! It's been too long. My laptop went crazy. Brother's friend is going to fix it for me, and I've been reluctant to use the home computer (underneath Brother's username, anyway, and it's a pain to switch back to mine) because I don't really want them to know my LJ name. Is that bad? I just feel like this is one place that's just mine and nobody else can touch.
How is everybody?! I've missed coming on here. I haven't even been able to check it out at school, 'cause I'm hardly ever on campus. *snicker*
School sucks. Nothing new there. My American History professor is a little bit of a pain. Last class I took 4 pages of notes in an hour. Then I just stopped writing. My hand was hurting. My friend Frances is in my Communications class, so that's pretty fun. I hardly take notes there, and we just gab in the back corner. I was taking an on-line math class, but that professor was just a flat-out psycho. Telling me I have to do problem sets, explain how I got the answer, engage in discussions on class message boards, log on to his site at least once a day. *Sigh* So I dropped him like a Rolex bought off Canal St. So I'm taking a nigh math class instead. A bit of a pain, as well, but at least I can just sit in this class and do nothing. And I'm taking english on-line as well.
I hit a little bit of rough times lately. So much so, I'm thinking of getting a full-time job once school lets out for summer. And then going back in the fall, but only part-time. Bills keep piling up, making ends meet is so hard, and my mother is so down about it. Plus, a part of me wants to do something to make her stop bitching about how we have no money, how poor we are, and then watch her go get cigs. *rolls eyes* And my car is a piece of crap. I know I'm lucky to have a car, but it's really starting to break down on me.
I went with Ingrid to her company's recognition/X-Mas dinner last weekend. I was sort of her "Plan B" because she couldn't work up the cojones to ask this guy she likes. But I didn't mind too much. Hey, I was going out, I was getting free food and liquor, and I got to meet her co-workers she's always talking about. It was actually pretty fun. Even if she did desert me for most of the night. But I made friends with this one girl she works with, whom I pretty much hung out with all night.
Oh, and I met this guy Ingrid's been telling me about for the last few months. I'm not sure if I've mentioned him here. She kept telling me about this Irish guy she worked with who was good with computers. That's pretty much what I had remembered her telling me. Apparently, he liked her (as she thinks most guys do) and she didn't like him, 'cause he was too clean-cut or something like that. So, she kept thinking he was my type.
Know what? She was right! Oh my Lord, was he cute! Tall, some freckles, a little built, red hair, brown/golden eyes. *swoon* I danced with him a little. Chatted with him a little. I just couldn't take my eyes off of him all night. And he only caught me looking at him, like, twice. *rolls eyes* I'm such a ditz sometimes, I swear. I can't even remember what we talked about. Something stupid about his name that we were both laughing about. I didn't think I had that much to drink. So I asked her to talk to him during the week and feel him out a bit for me. You know, ask if he's seeing anybody (which he must not be, because he brought his sister), if he thought I was cute, hell, if he even remembered me! She hasn't told me anything yet.
I can't decide if that's because he wasn't interested and didn't think I was cut, or if she forgot to talk to him, or if she talked to him, but is just waiting for me to ask her so she can tease me about it. I don't know! But, I have a feeling it's the first one. *sigh* I'm really not doing well in the boy department this year. And it's starting to sadden me, guys!
I mean, c'mon, I'm a Scorpio, for God's sake! I rule the houses of sex, death, and money. This should be a little easier.
I'm trying to keep up with my New Year's Resolutions. I've been exercising, drinking way more water, all that good stuff. Anybody else keeping up with theirs? Of course, my resolutions to rule the world and get a boyfriend are still eluding me at the moment. But once I get my monkeys trained the taking over the world part should be easy. *smirk*
Walk the Line has been winning awards left and right! I've never really cared who won stuff before, but I just loved this movie so much, I'm so happy when they win. Especially Reese Witherspoon. She's just too adorable. Those polls are always coming out about which actresses women have crushes on and Angelina Jolie always wins. Nah, I'd go for Reese Witherspoon. She's so adorable! Lol. She's won every single award she's been nominated for, I think. A SAG, a Golden Globe, a Critic's Choice Award. It's really cool. And her dresses have been so great! I hope she wins at the Oscars! And Joaquin Phoenix should win, but the crappy guy who played Capote keeps winning. *rolls eyes* I don't know one person who saw that movie.
I can't believe Walk the Line didn't get nominated for Best Picture. Idiots.
And....I think that's it. Oh, I hope Mikey recovers soon! I find myself unable to watch Newcastle matches without him in it, no matter how much Shearer fascinates me.
How is everybody?! I've missed coming on here. I haven't even been able to check it out at school, 'cause I'm hardly ever on campus. *snicker*
School sucks. Nothing new there. My American History professor is a little bit of a pain. Last class I took 4 pages of notes in an hour. Then I just stopped writing. My hand was hurting. My friend Frances is in my Communications class, so that's pretty fun. I hardly take notes there, and we just gab in the back corner. I was taking an on-line math class, but that professor was just a flat-out psycho. Telling me I have to do problem sets, explain how I got the answer, engage in discussions on class message boards, log on to his site at least once a day. *Sigh* So I dropped him like a Rolex bought off Canal St. So I'm taking a nigh math class instead. A bit of a pain, as well, but at least I can just sit in this class and do nothing. And I'm taking english on-line as well.
I hit a little bit of rough times lately. So much so, I'm thinking of getting a full-time job once school lets out for summer. And then going back in the fall, but only part-time. Bills keep piling up, making ends meet is so hard, and my mother is so down about it. Plus, a part of me wants to do something to make her stop bitching about how we have no money, how poor we are, and then watch her go get cigs. *rolls eyes* And my car is a piece of crap. I know I'm lucky to have a car, but it's really starting to break down on me.
I went with Ingrid to her company's recognition/X-Mas dinner last weekend. I was sort of her "Plan B" because she couldn't work up the cojones to ask this guy she likes. But I didn't mind too much. Hey, I was going out, I was getting free food and liquor, and I got to meet her co-workers she's always talking about. It was actually pretty fun. Even if she did desert me for most of the night. But I made friends with this one girl she works with, whom I pretty much hung out with all night.
Oh, and I met this guy Ingrid's been telling me about for the last few months. I'm not sure if I've mentioned him here. She kept telling me about this Irish guy she worked with who was good with computers. That's pretty much what I had remembered her telling me. Apparently, he liked her (as she thinks most guys do) and she didn't like him, 'cause he was too clean-cut or something like that. So, she kept thinking he was my type.
Know what? She was right! Oh my Lord, was he cute! Tall, some freckles, a little built, red hair, brown/golden eyes. *swoon* I danced with him a little. Chatted with him a little. I just couldn't take my eyes off of him all night. And he only caught me looking at him, like, twice. *rolls eyes* I'm such a ditz sometimes, I swear. I can't even remember what we talked about. Something stupid about his name that we were both laughing about. I didn't think I had that much to drink. So I asked her to talk to him during the week and feel him out a bit for me. You know, ask if he's seeing anybody (which he must not be, because he brought his sister), if he thought I was cute, hell, if he even remembered me! She hasn't told me anything yet.
I can't decide if that's because he wasn't interested and didn't think I was cut, or if she forgot to talk to him, or if she talked to him, but is just waiting for me to ask her so she can tease me about it. I don't know! But, I have a feeling it's the first one. *sigh* I'm really not doing well in the boy department this year. And it's starting to sadden me, guys!
I mean, c'mon, I'm a Scorpio, for God's sake! I rule the houses of sex, death, and money. This should be a little easier.
I'm trying to keep up with my New Year's Resolutions. I've been exercising, drinking way more water, all that good stuff. Anybody else keeping up with theirs? Of course, my resolutions to rule the world and get a boyfriend are still eluding me at the moment. But once I get my monkeys trained the taking over the world part should be easy. *smirk*
Walk the Line has been winning awards left and right! I've never really cared who won stuff before, but I just loved this movie so much, I'm so happy when they win. Especially Reese Witherspoon. She's just too adorable. Those polls are always coming out about which actresses women have crushes on and Angelina Jolie always wins. Nah, I'd go for Reese Witherspoon. She's so adorable! Lol. She's won every single award she's been nominated for, I think. A SAG, a Golden Globe, a Critic's Choice Award. It's really cool. And her dresses have been so great! I hope she wins at the Oscars! And Joaquin Phoenix should win, but the crappy guy who played Capote keeps winning. *rolls eyes* I don't know one person who saw that movie.
I can't believe Walk the Line didn't get nominated for Best Picture. Idiots.
And....I think that's it. Oh, I hope Mikey recovers soon! I find myself unable to watch Newcastle matches without him in it, no matter how much Shearer fascinates me.