Ho Hum. Life. Yawn.
Oh, yeah, LiveJournal. I have one of these. I REMEMBER, I SWEAR. It's a little bit hard to post anything even close to fairly regularly, because I either a) have homework b) have meetings or c) am sleeping for most of my life these days. But I suppose I could be persuaded to take a few minutes out of my day today to recap on my summer so far.
1.) I did really well last semester, and I am quite pleased with myself. Hoping for a 4.0 this summer, that will bring my cumulative GPA up to a more manageable number. Right now it's still insisting on hanging around in the ditches. I have to persuade it to raise its ambitions.
2) Classes are easy, but boring. They all involve a fairly large amount of work. I am not amused.
3) I'm completely broke. I called my dad, and he gave me some money, but the card he put it on is my school ID card, so it won't work for much. Just for buying food. So I can't really withdraw or do anything for fun. I need to get $300 from work, but they haven't paid me since I started working. I keep calling them to find out when they're planning on paying me, but they aren't giving me a straight answer. Luckily when I called my dad, he didn't get mad at me. He instead gave me a two hour lecture on how it's all my mom's fault.
4) I hate this, I REALLY fucking HATE this, but I'm starting to like Chelsea more and more. The other day I was watching Spain vs Ireland and I was just so happy every time I saw Torres's perfect fucking face. I am no bandwagon fan, just because Chelsea won the Champions League does NOT mean I'm jumping my Liverpool ship, but really, I only supported Liverpool in the first place because my boyfriend wouldn't accept anything else, and while I like them and I love their players, they just disappoint me so much all the time. I just want them to win sometimes! Ugh.
5) Everyone in my English class surprisingly loves football (I'm not used to that in America) but it may be explained by the number of international students. Primarily Arabs. They are quite obsessed, as a rule. Ever since the Euros started, we have created a full-scale revolt and refuse to work on our essays in class. My teacher pretty much gave up now, he just lets us watch the matches and tries not to jump too much when we start cheering collectively over goals.
6) I have decided that I am done with earthly boys (as much as this may disappoint my boyfriend) and I am ready to move on to football players. I want one! I am not extremely picky, as they all have tight ass bods, but God, if you're going to give me a football player, can I just make a few suggestions? Nothing against Ribery, man, but I'd love myself a Jordan Henderson, Fernando Torres, or Thomas Muller (I don't give a flying fuck about their marital status). Henderson is only 2 years older than me, that's perfect! Also, my boyfriend wouldn't even mind me giving him up for Henderson- he'd probably do the same in my position. Plus, he's BLONDE. Be still my heart.
7) If I can't have a football player, I will take either Chris Hemsworth or Chris Pine. Or both. I meant it on the "not picky" thing. They're the prettiest people ever, and while I'm making unreasonable requests, I wouldn't mind two of each.
8) Other than football, my mind is completely occupied with Harry/Draco. Do want. Does anyone know some good love potion fics? All I've read so far is Irresistible Poison. I really like it, but I was hoping for something a little more light-hearted.
* POSSIBLE TV SPOILERS FOR THE REMAINDER OF THIS POST*
9) Just caught up on Sherlock. I am firmly convinced that I have NEVER seen a slashier show. Seriously, Queer as Folk has nothing on this. I say that Sherlock and Moriarty should have some serious foe-yay anger!sex and then John swoops in to pledge his undying love and whisks Sherlock away back to 221B where they have some serious sexy times. If I was in charge, shit would get done. Just sayin'. (Oh, and SPOILER ALERT I'm clinging to my illusion where Moriarty isn't dead. If he was, why couldn't Sherlock just explain the situation to John and tell him he was going to pretend to die? It's not like anyone could hear him from up on that building, and John has already proven himself to be trustworthy. Unless he wanted to make sure John's reaction was believable... but I digress.)
10) Pretty Little Liars is destroying me. I don't want Hannah and Caleb to break up! The only way I can be okay with it is if they get back together later on, and if Caleb stays around and has lots of UST with Hannah. I can almost see the note from A telling Aria to do something terrible otherwise her mom and Ezra both get fired. I can just tell. Worst fear: A forces Aria to break up with Ezra, who then hooks up with Aria's mom. Those two have been getting comfy lately, and it's pissing me off. Why is Jonas being sneaky? I dislike. I used to like him so much. And I still want him to get at least one smooch in from Hannah at some point. Maybe during her temporary break up with Caleb. This show's relationships are a tad predictable though. Spencer and Toby keep getting interrupted during their making out sessions, which means that they're going to have sex soon. Not that I have a problem with that. I am firmly in love with Toby Cavanaugh, although part of my heart bleeds for the death of Wren/Spencer. It's ok though, now that Wren cut his hair, he isn't as cute. Although his voice is still enough to make me melt into little puddles of gooey fangirl. The whole "pin the blame on Melissa" thing isn't working either. I am sure that Melissa is doing something shady, but not related to A. Mona is pissing me off. The game is up, bitch. Get over it. Also, I am okay with Jenna. They've been blaming her for everything since the beginning of the show, which makes me think she's innocent. I love Aria's line though... "Bitch can see!" Emily is pissing me off though. People wouldn't be tiptoeing around you, thinking you were going to break if you weren't ACTING like it. If you want to mope around feeling sorry for yourself and black out and not remember how you got to a dug up grave in the middle of the night, then please stop complaining when people try to feel sorry for you too. They just want to help. Stop whining and do something about it. Kendra the Vum-pyre Slayer Maya ain't coming back.
11) Rant over. Stay classy, my lovelies.
1.) I did really well last semester, and I am quite pleased with myself. Hoping for a 4.0 this summer, that will bring my cumulative GPA up to a more manageable number. Right now it's still insisting on hanging around in the ditches. I have to persuade it to raise its ambitions.
2) Classes are easy, but boring. They all involve a fairly large amount of work. I am not amused.
3) I'm completely broke. I called my dad, and he gave me some money, but the card he put it on is my school ID card, so it won't work for much. Just for buying food. So I can't really withdraw or do anything for fun. I need to get $300 from work, but they haven't paid me since I started working. I keep calling them to find out when they're planning on paying me, but they aren't giving me a straight answer. Luckily when I called my dad, he didn't get mad at me. He instead gave me a two hour lecture on how it's all my mom's fault.
4) I hate this, I REALLY fucking HATE this, but I'm starting to like Chelsea more and more. The other day I was watching Spain vs Ireland and I was just so happy every time I saw Torres's perfect fucking face. I am no bandwagon fan, just because Chelsea won the Champions League does NOT mean I'm jumping my Liverpool ship, but really, I only supported Liverpool in the first place because my boyfriend wouldn't accept anything else, and while I like them and I love their players, they just disappoint me so much all the time. I just want them to win sometimes! Ugh.
5) Everyone in my English class surprisingly loves football (I'm not used to that in America) but it may be explained by the number of international students. Primarily Arabs. They are quite obsessed, as a rule. Ever since the Euros started, we have created a full-scale revolt and refuse to work on our essays in class. My teacher pretty much gave up now, he just lets us watch the matches and tries not to jump too much when we start cheering collectively over goals.
6) I have decided that I am done with earthly boys (as much as this may disappoint my boyfriend) and I am ready to move on to football players. I want one! I am not extremely picky, as they all have tight ass bods, but God, if you're going to give me a football player, can I just make a few suggestions? Nothing against Ribery, man, but I'd love myself a Jordan Henderson, Fernando Torres, or Thomas Muller (I don't give a flying fuck about their marital status). Henderson is only 2 years older than me, that's perfect! Also, my boyfriend wouldn't even mind me giving him up for Henderson- he'd probably do the same in my position. Plus, he's BLONDE. Be still my heart.
7) If I can't have a football player, I will take either Chris Hemsworth or Chris Pine. Or both. I meant it on the "not picky" thing. They're the prettiest people ever, and while I'm making unreasonable requests, I wouldn't mind two of each.
8) Other than football, my mind is completely occupied with Harry/Draco. Do want. Does anyone know some good love potion fics? All I've read so far is Irresistible Poison. I really like it, but I was hoping for something a little more light-hearted.
* POSSIBLE TV SPOILERS FOR THE REMAINDER OF THIS POST*
9) Just caught up on Sherlock. I am firmly convinced that I have NEVER seen a slashier show. Seriously, Queer as Folk has nothing on this. I say that Sherlock and Moriarty should have some serious foe-yay anger!sex and then John swoops in to pledge his undying love and whisks Sherlock away back to 221B where they have some serious sexy times. If I was in charge, shit would get done. Just sayin'. (Oh, and SPOILER ALERT I'm clinging to my illusion where Moriarty isn't dead. If he was, why couldn't Sherlock just explain the situation to John and tell him he was going to pretend to die? It's not like anyone could hear him from up on that building, and John has already proven himself to be trustworthy. Unless he wanted to make sure John's reaction was believable... but I digress.)
10) Pretty Little Liars is destroying me. I don't want Hannah and Caleb to break up! The only way I can be okay with it is if they get back together later on, and if Caleb stays around and has lots of UST with Hannah. I can almost see the note from A telling Aria to do something terrible otherwise her mom and Ezra both get fired. I can just tell. Worst fear: A forces Aria to break up with Ezra, who then hooks up with Aria's mom. Those two have been getting comfy lately, and it's pissing me off. Why is Jonas being sneaky? I dislike. I used to like him so much. And I still want him to get at least one smooch in from Hannah at some point. Maybe during her temporary break up with Caleb. This show's relationships are a tad predictable though. Spencer and Toby keep getting interrupted during their making out sessions, which means that they're going to have sex soon. Not that I have a problem with that. I am firmly in love with Toby Cavanaugh, although part of my heart bleeds for the death of Wren/Spencer. It's ok though, now that Wren cut his hair, he isn't as cute. Although his voice is still enough to make me melt into little puddles of gooey fangirl. The whole "pin the blame on Melissa" thing isn't working either. I am sure that Melissa is doing something shady, but not related to A. Mona is pissing me off. The game is up, bitch. Get over it. Also, I am okay with Jenna. They've been blaming her for everything since the beginning of the show, which makes me think she's innocent. I love Aria's line though... "Bitch can see!" Emily is pissing me off though. People wouldn't be tiptoeing around you, thinking you were going to break if you weren't ACTING like it. If you want to mope around feeling sorry for yourself and black out and not remember how you got to a dug up grave in the middle of the night, then please stop complaining when people try to feel sorry for you too. They just want to help. Stop whining and do something about it. Kendra the Vum-pyre Slayer Maya ain't coming back.
11) Rant over. Stay classy, my lovelies.