fun on a stick?
i just finished another hat-yay!
i'm going to start another one tonight. my goodness i am cool.
i have an 8 page memorandum due before thanksgiving.
i have a 6 page research/persuasive/opinion paper to work on in my composition class.
i have a mock trial to prepare for that's on the first week in december.
i have other various tests in between for my political science class.
i also have a law final. my grade in that class is based on our briefs, our memorandum, our mock trial, and our 2 exams. fun. except that i did really good on the first exam, so wahoo for that.
i've decided, who needs a boyfriend? not i. people talk about them all the time, and let them consume their lives. what a waste of time. i veto. coffee makes me happy enough. and so do i. it doesn't matter that i don't have one, because i wasn't going to get one, but i still love coffee more than guys. umm...duh. it's not like i know any guy who could even put up with me anyway. and i decided i want one with an accent. so unless someone i know magically develops one, i'll have to hold out for a foreigner. (maybe one from africa, kaka? haha.) and then we will be rolling. i won't explain that one, you had to be in madison that weekend last year. i just realized that over half of what i just wrote is ridiculous. haha. i'm a compulsive liar. i have what is called an 'addictive personality.' i didn't mean to blatantly lie to you. maybe. haha. i love to raaaammmmbbbblllleee. haha. yes. you are jealous of me, i can tell. most people are, don't feel badly. you can't help it. it think i may be going insane?
oh my lordy, do i have to pee. hopefully when i walk the eight feet to my bathroom door, i won't hear the disgusting sex of my suitemate. yup. i'll tell you about that when you're old enough, kids. i don't want to dirty your minds. (except your's, kaka)
i'm really excited about this new-fangled feature on facebook called 'my photos.' i love pictures! yesss. leave me alone, i'm a dork.
this entry was nothing of substance or significance. my sincere apologies.
iiiiiiiii'm going to make another hat. have a lovely night! muahaha.
oh, i almost forgot the love message! how awful of me would that have been?!
muahaha. umm...today's person is kaka:
kaka-
let's have a naked guacamole party asap.
you are truly a fantastic person. you make me so happy. you are a caring, great person with amazing taste in everything. not just in clothes or stuff like that, but in life. i’m pretty sure you rock the pants off of every person you meet. i don’t think that there has ever been a time when i was with you that we did not have fun; whether it was eating chicken and fries with angie, or drinking coffee together, we had a good time. we always have fun, but you also know when to be serious, which is quite an admirable quality to have. i really value your opinion, which is more than i can say for a lot of people.
i love you lots.
p.s.-we have lots of boobs also
life cracks me up sometimes. more on this subject to come at a later date.
muaha.
actually, i will write about it now. yesss.
so last night erin went to bed at like, 10:30.
i sat at my computer.
at 11:42 pm she sits straight up, glares at me, checks her phone, and keeps glaring at me.
during this time i'm repeatedly asking, "what? what? WHAT?! WHY ARE YOU GLARING AT ME?"
to this she asks, "WHAT TIME IS IT?!"
i say, "11:42."
she asks, "WHAT TIME IS IT?!"
again, i reply, "11:42."
she goes, "true life?"
me: "what?"
her: "TRUE LIFE?!"
me: "what's true life?"
her: "WHAT TIME IS IT?"
me: "what is the matter with you?"
her: "my alarm didn't go off!" she leaps down from the bunk bed.
me: "what? why are you freaking out? why did you have your alarm set?"
her: "it was supposed to go off at 8!!"
me: "what? why?"
her: "NAOMI, I HAVE A TEST!!" (please note that the entire time she is glaring at me as if i have done something worthy of death)
me: "erin. it's 11:42 PM."
her: "awwwwwwww, crap."
me: i proceed to laugh hysterically.
her: "i was so pissed because i woke up and you were just sitting there. you know i have class! i don't know why i thought i could still make the test, though..."
me: i proceed to laugh hysterically at this for the rest of the night.
i have many more stories for you, but those will have to wait. i don't want to overload you with amusement quite yet. you might die.
and that would be extremely tragic and sad. i would cry.
and then i would get charged with a 'wrongful death' suit, and that would not be enjoyable.
i swear i'm done talking now.
haha, i lied!
i'm sorry, i'm stopping...
i'm going to start another one tonight. my goodness i am cool.
i have an 8 page memorandum due before thanksgiving.
i have a 6 page research/persuasive/opinion paper to work on in my composition class.
i have a mock trial to prepare for that's on the first week in december.
i have other various tests in between for my political science class.
i also have a law final. my grade in that class is based on our briefs, our memorandum, our mock trial, and our 2 exams. fun. except that i did really good on the first exam, so wahoo for that.
i've decided, who needs a boyfriend? not i. people talk about them all the time, and let them consume their lives. what a waste of time. i veto. coffee makes me happy enough. and so do i. it doesn't matter that i don't have one, because i wasn't going to get one, but i still love coffee more than guys. umm...duh. it's not like i know any guy who could even put up with me anyway. and i decided i want one with an accent. so unless someone i know magically develops one, i'll have to hold out for a foreigner. (maybe one from africa, kaka? haha.) and then we will be rolling. i won't explain that one, you had to be in madison that weekend last year. i just realized that over half of what i just wrote is ridiculous. haha. i'm a compulsive liar. i have what is called an 'addictive personality.' i didn't mean to blatantly lie to you. maybe. haha. i love to raaaammmmbbbblllleee. haha. yes. you are jealous of me, i can tell. most people are, don't feel badly. you can't help it. it think i may be going insane?
oh my lordy, do i have to pee. hopefully when i walk the eight feet to my bathroom door, i won't hear the disgusting sex of my suitemate. yup. i'll tell you about that when you're old enough, kids. i don't want to dirty your minds. (except your's, kaka)
i'm really excited about this new-fangled feature on facebook called 'my photos.' i love pictures! yesss. leave me alone, i'm a dork.
this entry was nothing of substance or significance. my sincere apologies.
iiiiiiiii'm going to make another hat. have a lovely night! muahaha.
oh, i almost forgot the love message! how awful of me would that have been?!
muahaha. umm...today's person is kaka:
kaka-
let's have a naked guacamole party asap.
you are truly a fantastic person. you make me so happy. you are a caring, great person with amazing taste in everything. not just in clothes or stuff like that, but in life. i’m pretty sure you rock the pants off of every person you meet. i don’t think that there has ever been a time when i was with you that we did not have fun; whether it was eating chicken and fries with angie, or drinking coffee together, we had a good time. we always have fun, but you also know when to be serious, which is quite an admirable quality to have. i really value your opinion, which is more than i can say for a lot of people.
i love you lots.
p.s.-we have lots of boobs also
life cracks me up sometimes. more on this subject to come at a later date.
muaha.
actually, i will write about it now. yesss.
so last night erin went to bed at like, 10:30.
i sat at my computer.
at 11:42 pm she sits straight up, glares at me, checks her phone, and keeps glaring at me.
during this time i'm repeatedly asking, "what? what? WHAT?! WHY ARE YOU GLARING AT ME?"
to this she asks, "WHAT TIME IS IT?!"
i say, "11:42."
she asks, "WHAT TIME IS IT?!"
again, i reply, "11:42."
she goes, "true life?"
me: "what?"
her: "TRUE LIFE?!"
me: "what's true life?"
her: "WHAT TIME IS IT?"
me: "what is the matter with you?"
her: "my alarm didn't go off!" she leaps down from the bunk bed.
me: "what? why are you freaking out? why did you have your alarm set?"
her: "it was supposed to go off at 8!!"
me: "what? why?"
her: "NAOMI, I HAVE A TEST!!" (please note that the entire time she is glaring at me as if i have done something worthy of death)
me: "erin. it's 11:42 PM."
her: "awwwwwwww, crap."
me: i proceed to laugh hysterically.
her: "i was so pissed because i woke up and you were just sitting there. you know i have class! i don't know why i thought i could still make the test, though..."
me: i proceed to laugh hysterically at this for the rest of the night.
i have many more stories for you, but those will have to wait. i don't want to overload you with amusement quite yet. you might die.
and that would be extremely tragic and sad. i would cry.
and then i would get charged with a 'wrongful death' suit, and that would not be enjoyable.
i swear i'm done talking now.
haha, i lied!
i'm sorry, i'm stopping...