["yeah, i loved you, so what" -ani]
"willing to fight" is one of my favourites. puddle dive is the happiest ani album, i think. which may be why it's often my favourite. i'm having quite a "spiritual experience" w/ it rightnow. mmmn. eargasmic. i'm glad i'm back in an ani phase. i've missed her a lot. and i really did love rev/rec, except i lost the revelling. so today, i'm lisseningto reckoning. i've been in a low-key, acoustic, quiet ani mood lately. i want to go buy educated guess.
resnet is misbehaving again. so fuck it up the ass. with a porcupine. history is a horrid class. today, we learnt how to write essays! yay! wow! 5paragraph essays. ok, maybe i'm naive, but are tennessee state schools really that stupid? cos i learnt to write a 5paragraph essay when i was pretty young. these kids should already know how.
my RA knows. zak and i were in the JUB, and i said something like "i hate gay people" [i say this all the time, as a joke, obviously], and saw that erika (my RA) and two of her friends were sitting there. i saw them look up, and when erika saw me, she said to herself, "i was fixin' to say!" but their reactions (and her comment) told me that a) the three of them were gay-friendly, and b) erika herself knows that i'm gay, and apparently this is fine. so. good stuff. heh.
skipped psych today. cos i felt like i was dead. or just wanted to be. whatever. it was not a good day, for the first part, atleast. a very laidback monday.
logic was fuckin' nuts. i got there 5min late and sat in some random seat in the back, between the two other smartasses in the class, one of which made some dumb comments to me abt. "grandma." [this being the elderly woman who rambles on and on during class abt. the oddest things.] so some asshole behind us bitched this guy out, saying, "man, why don't you shut the fuck up and give her some respect? she older than you!" and so on. it was entertaining, to say the least. then we had to split into groups. i just arbitrarily decided to take charge of the group, heh. we had to be the defense team for some chick who'd robbed a church or something.
tried to nap after class, but to no avail. zak and granny and my mother all called me. and then brandy. she needed to re-borrow the $20. so she and matt came to get it. history was more wasteoftime. the redneck boy stared at me some more. we finished watching the weird movie. and dr. agostini spent twenty minutes explaining how to write a 5paragraph essay. agh. maybe i'm the only one who learnt this in seventhgrade??? agh!!!
i was soaked after this. ran back to my room to change hoodies before the sidelines meeting at five. zak was gonna go, but there was miscommunication. they're not gonna kill me for not getting the story in tomorrow, yay! and i nabbed a nice nice story on the 75th anniversary of the campus school across the street, heh.
found zak and nikki eating in the JUB after the meeting, and i helped zak w/ his sidelines application. went to do some stuf at the lib'ry. etc.
so nikki is sick. and has decided to try the whisky-honey-lemon shots deal. and i am the guinea pig. this is hilarious. i'm just drinking it straight, ha ha ha... cos i'm not sick. tee hee. nikki: "you get the rock star award. the person who gets the most drunk off the least amount of alcohol and makes the biggest fool of themselves." "but i haven't made a fool of myself yet!" nikki: "true. but i figure, you've had a shot. it's a quarter to eleven. any more, and you'd be callin' people, invitin' strippers over..." ha ha ha. a shot? wha?
tried to call lizzie. she called back an hour later, yay! i'm all halfdrunken, tee hee hee.
oh my god. now we're watching the scary sex lady on cable!!! aaaaahhh!! i'ven't ever seen this shit. wow...... skeery.
resnet is misbehaving again. so fuck it up the ass. with a porcupine. history is a horrid class. today, we learnt how to write essays! yay! wow! 5paragraph essays. ok, maybe i'm naive, but are tennessee state schools really that stupid? cos i learnt to write a 5paragraph essay when i was pretty young. these kids should already know how.
my RA knows. zak and i were in the JUB, and i said something like "i hate gay people" [i say this all the time, as a joke, obviously], and saw that erika (my RA) and two of her friends were sitting there. i saw them look up, and when erika saw me, she said to herself, "i was fixin' to say!" but their reactions (and her comment) told me that a) the three of them were gay-friendly, and b) erika herself knows that i'm gay, and apparently this is fine. so. good stuff. heh.
skipped psych today. cos i felt like i was dead. or just wanted to be. whatever. it was not a good day, for the first part, atleast. a very laidback monday.
logic was fuckin' nuts. i got there 5min late and sat in some random seat in the back, between the two other smartasses in the class, one of which made some dumb comments to me abt. "grandma." [this being the elderly woman who rambles on and on during class abt. the oddest things.] so some asshole behind us bitched this guy out, saying, "man, why don't you shut the fuck up and give her some respect? she older than you!" and so on. it was entertaining, to say the least. then we had to split into groups. i just arbitrarily decided to take charge of the group, heh. we had to be the defense team for some chick who'd robbed a church or something.
tried to nap after class, but to no avail. zak and granny and my mother all called me. and then brandy. she needed to re-borrow the $20. so she and matt came to get it. history was more wasteoftime. the redneck boy stared at me some more. we finished watching the weird movie. and dr. agostini spent twenty minutes explaining how to write a 5paragraph essay. agh. maybe i'm the only one who learnt this in seventhgrade??? agh!!!
i was soaked after this. ran back to my room to change hoodies before the sidelines meeting at five. zak was gonna go, but there was miscommunication. they're not gonna kill me for not getting the story in tomorrow, yay! and i nabbed a nice nice story on the 75th anniversary of the campus school across the street, heh.
found zak and nikki eating in the JUB after the meeting, and i helped zak w/ his sidelines application. went to do some stuf at the lib'ry. etc.
so nikki is sick. and has decided to try the whisky-honey-lemon shots deal. and i am the guinea pig. this is hilarious. i'm just drinking it straight, ha ha ha... cos i'm not sick. tee hee. nikki: "you get the rock star award. the person who gets the most drunk off the least amount of alcohol and makes the biggest fool of themselves." "but i haven't made a fool of myself yet!" nikki: "true. but i figure, you've had a shot. it's a quarter to eleven. any more, and you'd be callin' people, invitin' strippers over..." ha ha ha. a shot? wha?
tried to call lizzie. she called back an hour later, yay! i'm all halfdrunken, tee hee hee.
oh my god. now we're watching the scary sex lady on cable!!! aaaaahhh!! i'ven't ever seen this shit. wow...... skeery.