HAMMIES and more
Guess what!!! I got me some hammies. One for me and one for LeeAnn. Hers is named Virgil and mine is named mj...short for muffinjuice. It just had to have a weird name if it's my pet, it's like law or something. They are both girls and are super cute and one day I will be able to get the pictures off my phone and onto the net. That day is not today.
I also have a confession to make.
I'm switching to Mac. I know. I'm still sane, I promise, and now I can no longer play some kick ass ultra cool games unless I make a friend with a PC who will let me use it for hours at a time....yea...that's not happening. But I think this will be for the better. Lily and Kendall have praised it since they made the switch, and I figure I can try it and if it sucks I'll just wait a few years, save up some cash, and buy another.
But there are more pressing problems at hand in my life. I am sooooo not ready to go to school. I haven't even begun to pack and there is so much to do before I leave. Ugh. But, alas, this is not the least of my worries. I have also gained 10 pounds *gasp*, lol, not really too big a deal, but I would like to lose them. So I've been going to the gym pretty much daily, hopefully this doesn't make me super buff. I don't want to be a sheman. That would suck, hardcore,
To add to the sadness, my Mac may not come in time. I may get to school before it gets to my house. Those lying bastards. It said 24 hour shipping. Which is code for 1-3 days for us to get our acts together, and then another 5-8 days for us to actually deliver it. AHH. Oh well, I can go without it for a few days, but it'd be kinda hard for me to get ahold of it. My parents won't want to ship it to me at school.
And speaking of my parents, here comes the biggest problem of all.
I wasn't sure about posting it, but I figure only my closest friends read this, along with some random people I don't know to well. I also figure that only my closest friends will understand. Kendall for example, because she knows oh-so-much about other cultures. How, I don't know, but she does, I swear it. And Val, well because she's my other half, and she's known my mom for as long as she's known me.
Well, where to begin? It doesn't make much sense if I make it the short version, so I'll go with the medium length story. My mom is trying to find my a husband. That's the basic problem, not to hard to understand right? That's how marriage works in other cultures. And my mom got married when she was 20, never went to college. So how to avoid this predicament? My dad, doesn't want to get involved, so no luck there. So far I've just been ignoring her, I guess this is my best bet. I told her I'd find myself a husband, but she didn't seem to believe me. This all probably started because my cousin is gonna get married soon. And he has yet to have had a girlfriend. He's 24. And so, he asks his mom to find him a bride by the time he's 26, that's when he wants to get married. My mom, who loves this sort of thing, jumps in on this and starts trying to find him a girl, and somehow gets the brilliant idea that she needs to find me a man. lol. Which is kinda sad, I too have been boyfriendless forever and now my mom's trying to hook me up. And it's not like I can find a Sri Lankan dude on my own, b/c I guess she'd leave me alone if I had a boyfriend who fit her standards, which means Sri Lankan. Did I ever mention, how ugly Sri Lankan guys are? I haven't seen a hot one yet, hot Indian guys, yea they exist. Sri Lankans? Not so much. So how to appease her?
Meh. One thing to worry about at a time. She doesn't seem to realize she can't force me into anything. I'm 18 and this is fucking America, not some 3rd world country. Not that I'm dissing up my heritage. Being brown rocks. Woot. Go Asians, and I am so not a poser Asian, damn you Charles. lol. Oh man. I hope I don't get in trouble for making Asian jokes at Knox.
So I guess I'm supposed to find me a guy. This presents several problems. Most important being that I'm really not looking for one right now, I'm perfectly content being single. It could be because I'm surrounded by gay men. Also adding to the problem is that any guy I date would have to deal with my family, and thus could definetly not be black or mexican. Latino in general I think would be ok, because to my mom they fall under the category of white. Another problem arrises, if the guys isn't brown, then he has to be super smart and will be rich in the future. Yes, my mom is indeed this shallow. Oh and if he isn't brown she'd probably disown me. But I don't need to start worrying until I'm 20. Okay. So I have two years.
I can't wait to go to Knox. No more crazy mom. Though it's much better than it was 2 years ago, or even up until the beginning of this year. I think she stopped insulting me because I told people she did. She was pretty pissed when I said to my grandpa that I wasn't eating much of the curry at his house because my mom called me fat. That made my day. Haha, serves her right. But she and I get along pretty well now. She still yells at least 5 times a day, but I only see her roughly 6 times a day so it doesn't matter. We don't really fight, it's more like her telling me to clean my room or pick up my brother or something. So it's pretty good. I guess that's why I didn't choose to go to school in California. Yea, Pitzer would have rocked my world, and it's biggest appeal was the distance from home. But Knox is totally the school for me. And if I don't like it, I can always transfer out, but when I visited I fell completely in love with it, so it'd take a lot to turn me away. And I don't think I'll die when my parents come in to visit on the occassional weekend. Especially since that means my friends can make the rare visit too.
I'm only 3ish hours from Northbrook. And 5 from Omaha.
And Michael and "Nugget", lol, are coming to visit me. Yay I love them! They're coming because Michael is trying out for American Idol. WOOO! He's totally gonna make it.
All right, enough bitchin for the day. I'm not even in a bad mood. I'm just hella bored and avoiding packing for school because I don't want to be in the basement alone.
I need to get out of the house. So as soon as I clean, I had better go partying with my Omaha friends. And even if we don't go camping this weekend, we can find something to do.
Just no alcohol. That was terrible last time. I know I only got sick because I already had a virus in the first place, but throwing up is my least favorite thing to do. Besides when I drink I get flirty, and that's always embarrassing later. And now I'm going to associate liquor with throwing up. So it's just a bad idea in general. So we're gonna rule that out. Plus if we do that we can't hang out with Joe, and I love him lots!
Time to go eat dinner. Yummm. Hopefully I will have some sort of exciting adventure to right about next time. Or at least some pictures of my hammies. And I leave with the advice a wise young boy once said, "Put on your gummy pants, and all of your dreams will come true!"
I also have a confession to make.
I'm switching to Mac. I know. I'm still sane, I promise, and now I can no longer play some kick ass ultra cool games unless I make a friend with a PC who will let me use it for hours at a time....yea...that's not happening. But I think this will be for the better. Lily and Kendall have praised it since they made the switch, and I figure I can try it and if it sucks I'll just wait a few years, save up some cash, and buy another.
But there are more pressing problems at hand in my life. I am sooooo not ready to go to school. I haven't even begun to pack and there is so much to do before I leave. Ugh. But, alas, this is not the least of my worries. I have also gained 10 pounds *gasp*, lol, not really too big a deal, but I would like to lose them. So I've been going to the gym pretty much daily, hopefully this doesn't make me super buff. I don't want to be a sheman. That would suck, hardcore,
To add to the sadness, my Mac may not come in time. I may get to school before it gets to my house. Those lying bastards. It said 24 hour shipping. Which is code for 1-3 days for us to get our acts together, and then another 5-8 days for us to actually deliver it. AHH. Oh well, I can go without it for a few days, but it'd be kinda hard for me to get ahold of it. My parents won't want to ship it to me at school.
And speaking of my parents, here comes the biggest problem of all.
I wasn't sure about posting it, but I figure only my closest friends read this, along with some random people I don't know to well. I also figure that only my closest friends will understand. Kendall for example, because she knows oh-so-much about other cultures. How, I don't know, but she does, I swear it. And Val, well because she's my other half, and she's known my mom for as long as she's known me.
Well, where to begin? It doesn't make much sense if I make it the short version, so I'll go with the medium length story. My mom is trying to find my a husband. That's the basic problem, not to hard to understand right? That's how marriage works in other cultures. And my mom got married when she was 20, never went to college. So how to avoid this predicament? My dad, doesn't want to get involved, so no luck there. So far I've just been ignoring her, I guess this is my best bet. I told her I'd find myself a husband, but she didn't seem to believe me. This all probably started because my cousin is gonna get married soon. And he has yet to have had a girlfriend. He's 24. And so, he asks his mom to find him a bride by the time he's 26, that's when he wants to get married. My mom, who loves this sort of thing, jumps in on this and starts trying to find him a girl, and somehow gets the brilliant idea that she needs to find me a man. lol. Which is kinda sad, I too have been boyfriendless forever and now my mom's trying to hook me up. And it's not like I can find a Sri Lankan dude on my own, b/c I guess she'd leave me alone if I had a boyfriend who fit her standards, which means Sri Lankan. Did I ever mention, how ugly Sri Lankan guys are? I haven't seen a hot one yet, hot Indian guys, yea they exist. Sri Lankans? Not so much. So how to appease her?
Meh. One thing to worry about at a time. She doesn't seem to realize she can't force me into anything. I'm 18 and this is fucking America, not some 3rd world country. Not that I'm dissing up my heritage. Being brown rocks. Woot. Go Asians, and I am so not a poser Asian, damn you Charles. lol. Oh man. I hope I don't get in trouble for making Asian jokes at Knox.
So I guess I'm supposed to find me a guy. This presents several problems. Most important being that I'm really not looking for one right now, I'm perfectly content being single. It could be because I'm surrounded by gay men. Also adding to the problem is that any guy I date would have to deal with my family, and thus could definetly not be black or mexican. Latino in general I think would be ok, because to my mom they fall under the category of white. Another problem arrises, if the guys isn't brown, then he has to be super smart and will be rich in the future. Yes, my mom is indeed this shallow. Oh and if he isn't brown she'd probably disown me. But I don't need to start worrying until I'm 20. Okay. So I have two years.
I can't wait to go to Knox. No more crazy mom. Though it's much better than it was 2 years ago, or even up until the beginning of this year. I think she stopped insulting me because I told people she did. She was pretty pissed when I said to my grandpa that I wasn't eating much of the curry at his house because my mom called me fat. That made my day. Haha, serves her right. But she and I get along pretty well now. She still yells at least 5 times a day, but I only see her roughly 6 times a day so it doesn't matter. We don't really fight, it's more like her telling me to clean my room or pick up my brother or something. So it's pretty good. I guess that's why I didn't choose to go to school in California. Yea, Pitzer would have rocked my world, and it's biggest appeal was the distance from home. But Knox is totally the school for me. And if I don't like it, I can always transfer out, but when I visited I fell completely in love with it, so it'd take a lot to turn me away. And I don't think I'll die when my parents come in to visit on the occassional weekend. Especially since that means my friends can make the rare visit too.
I'm only 3ish hours from Northbrook. And 5 from Omaha.
And Michael and "Nugget", lol, are coming to visit me. Yay I love them! They're coming because Michael is trying out for American Idol. WOOO! He's totally gonna make it.
All right, enough bitchin for the day. I'm not even in a bad mood. I'm just hella bored and avoiding packing for school because I don't want to be in the basement alone.
I need to get out of the house. So as soon as I clean, I had better go partying with my Omaha friends. And even if we don't go camping this weekend, we can find something to do.
Just no alcohol. That was terrible last time. I know I only got sick because I already had a virus in the first place, but throwing up is my least favorite thing to do. Besides when I drink I get flirty, and that's always embarrassing later. And now I'm going to associate liquor with throwing up. So it's just a bad idea in general. So we're gonna rule that out. Plus if we do that we can't hang out with Joe, and I love him lots!
Time to go eat dinner. Yummm. Hopefully I will have some sort of exciting adventure to right about next time. Or at least some pictures of my hammies. And I leave with the advice a wise young boy once said, "Put on your gummy pants, and all of your dreams will come true!"