Lotsa stuff
Lotsa Stuff has happened lately.
well, zero of all, i have another person i know now using livejournal, HI JESSICA!
Well, first of all i got a letter from the university of pennsylvania dental school. They said they arent accecpting me but please dont kill myself because of it. that sucks, but it was expected.
well, second of all, there is a chick who is in a couple of my classes who looks pretty damn close to cousin sara. She even has the type of cousin sara glasses that cousin sara wears, its freaky. But heres the funny part.....she looks so much like cousin sara that i wanted to ask her if she knew you????? how does that make any sense in my head i dont know. but the urge to ask her was almost unbearable, or at least tell her that i have a cousin that looks exactly like her, but i didnt, but it was very hard not to. For some reason when i make an interesting observation i think that it is everyone elses business to know what i think.
well, third of all, i have only one class tuesday, and bobbi and her twin and her twins future husband came over to visit us. So me and my roommate and future husband guy decided we should do something. Bobbi and her sis got their nails done. so i called the racquetball place to see if we could reserve a court, this was at 3 oclock, and they were booked till 1100 that night. (is a racquetball ball called a racquetball ball?) So we drove around to the goodwill and then the pawn shop just to waste time, (we found a good deal, a $219 dollar shock collar for a rabbit hunting dog for aonly $60 bucks, never been used. it was for husband guy, brian, he has a hunting dog) anyhow, after that we went to the pet shop/hobby shop. inside this store they have a little 10 by 10 little pond with 14 big goldfish or koi or whatever they hell they are, and a little thing that you put 25 cents in and can feed them. So we start doing that and husband guy, named Brian by the way. starts feeding them one at a time by hand, which is okay, but then he gets bored and starts throwing the pellets at the fish (they float and weigh approx .00000001mg a piece)the fish dont notice or mind at all. (they are under the water, thus, no harm done.) anhoo, some like mid twenties fat ugly chick comes up to us and says, "excuse me guys, let me ask you a question, how would YOU LIKE YOUR FOOD PELTED AT YOU?" She said this in the most snotty way possible (so go back and say it extra snotty.) well, i dont like snotty people, or people who ask me rhetorical questions that arent really rhetorical questions. although Brian was in the wrong..(so it makes it hard to be snotty back)but that didnt stop me. Brian said, "prolly not, sorry" and i looked at her and said, " I dunno, YOU GOT A CHEESEBURGER?, TOSS IT HERE, WE'LL see how it goes." actually not really, but i thought about saying it, just after the amount of permitted time to reply with a smartass answer had passed, so i just laughed. so our story we tell everyone is that we got kiced outta the store, althought nothing even close to that severe happened. we did get yelled at though, so that was fun.
well, fourth of all, after the pet store, we went out to eat at bennignas and i had my favorite type of beer, a black and tan, yummy. Brian tried getting a busch light, which is funny, if ya dont know why its funny dont worry about it. i ate stuff too, but thats not important. i actually had two black and tans.
well, fifth of all, we get back home and still have time to kill so we decide to go to the local bowling alley, they have 25 cent pool to pass the time until leagues get done at 930, we got there at around 6. so we drank alot and played pool and for the first time in my life we actually beat an arcade game, we BEAT VIRTUA COP 2, that is only time in my life where i ever even attempted to beat an arcade game. we prolly spend close to 10 bucks or so in quarters in that damn game, mostly bacause derek sucks at shooting. finally, its gets to be 930 and we start bowling. we are drunk, i met some dude that got kicked outta shcool 2 years ago for being busted with pot, he spent some time in jail, i laughed at him and them bought him a shot due to some stupid bet that i lost, dont remember waht it was, he wanted me to get him a red headed slut, (the drink) so i got one too, not bad. various things happen while we are bowling, such as us throwing the ball down and having hit the little blocker thing in front of the pins and then derek walking down there to get it and falling down, then coming back and syaing. "jesus christ its slipperly than shit down there, i cant belive it."
but heres the big drama, the stoner kid who i bought a shot for tells me if i get a strike this time, he will buy me a shot, seeing how im in the 8th frame with a 52 im sure he was feeling pretty confident. i said okay, I went up there concentrating as hard as i could. then, i start my stride and let loose the ball and watch as it goes gracefully towards the head pin...perfect...i raise my hands in the air, and suddenly.....i hear...."errrrreeyyyyaahhh uhhh!" and BOOM im down on the floor and my ankle is sudden agony for apparently no reason. i look up just in time to see my ball hit the pocket perfect for a stike! and a mysterious second ball that carromed off my ankle go down the lane next to ours. it was my roomate derek, thinking that i was gonna miss the strike and he thinked i needed his help. later on i find out that he picked up a 13 pound ball and without using the finger things threw it down the lane towards me as hard as he could, he didnt attempt to hit my ankel but he got it square,the ball didnt even hit the gound fist, so basically he threw a bowling ball directly at me as hard as he could from like 6 feet away! The ball hit with such force knocked me on my ass. so im writing this two days later now and i have a bump on my ankle about the size of two golfballs, and my whole ankle is swollen, but not black and blue. im told broken bones take awhile to show up black and blue. i can walk on it fine so i think im ok. anyhow, i got a red headed slut out of it.
anyhow, we stayed till they closed (i dont knwo what time that was)then had bobbi and her sis come pick us up. i had an 8 am class the next day and dont get done with school to 6 pm, all with only two breaks! (sucky day) so i actually get up and go to the 8 am class, still drunk, (or at least not hung over yet.) and the freaking proffessor decides not to show up, so sinec i have no class at 9 i have two hours to just sit there, when i coulda been sleeping. but, it was kinda okay with me due to the state that i was in. Anyhow, at exactly 1132 during my medical parasitology class, i became hung over, it was weird, it hit me like a bus. i was supposed to be taking notes, but all i did was just sit there and breath deep, and try not to throw up, i managed to make it. but i still had 6 more hours to go, and i needed something to eat bad, so since from 1 to 2 was my last break of the day, i deceided to walk to subway to get lucnh. however, mother nature had different plans, it was FREAKING RAINING AND THUNDERSTORMING LIKE YOU WOULDNT BELIEVE (its freaking january, whats up with that??) loud thunder, and lighteining everwhere, and raining so heavy that the sidewalks and roads where like rivers, no shitting ya either. so i was trapped, dying to get soemthing to eat, but cant leave cause ill drown outside. so that sucked, and ive never been so hungry in my life, i knew that if i could get food i would feel better, but i couldnt. damn. ahyhow, we went "shining" or two tacking in dereks car later that day and he got it stuck, so i got out to push on my wonderful healthy ankle to get him out. okay, enuff of this, i actually gotta do homework now.
im sure there is more stuff that i find funny that happend but this is PLENTY of detail, so ill spare anymore.
oh yeah, buy the way, the ceiling leaks in two places in my room here, pretty cool huh?
well, zero of all, i have another person i know now using livejournal, HI JESSICA!
Well, first of all i got a letter from the university of pennsylvania dental school. They said they arent accecpting me but please dont kill myself because of it. that sucks, but it was expected.
well, second of all, there is a chick who is in a couple of my classes who looks pretty damn close to cousin sara. She even has the type of cousin sara glasses that cousin sara wears, its freaky. But heres the funny part.....she looks so much like cousin sara that i wanted to ask her if she knew you????? how does that make any sense in my head i dont know. but the urge to ask her was almost unbearable, or at least tell her that i have a cousin that looks exactly like her, but i didnt, but it was very hard not to. For some reason when i make an interesting observation i think that it is everyone elses business to know what i think.
well, third of all, i have only one class tuesday, and bobbi and her twin and her twins future husband came over to visit us. So me and my roommate and future husband guy decided we should do something. Bobbi and her sis got their nails done. so i called the racquetball place to see if we could reserve a court, this was at 3 oclock, and they were booked till 1100 that night. (is a racquetball ball called a racquetball ball?) So we drove around to the goodwill and then the pawn shop just to waste time, (we found a good deal, a $219 dollar shock collar for a rabbit hunting dog for aonly $60 bucks, never been used. it was for husband guy, brian, he has a hunting dog) anyhow, after that we went to the pet shop/hobby shop. inside this store they have a little 10 by 10 little pond with 14 big goldfish or koi or whatever they hell they are, and a little thing that you put 25 cents in and can feed them. So we start doing that and husband guy, named Brian by the way. starts feeding them one at a time by hand, which is okay, but then he gets bored and starts throwing the pellets at the fish (they float and weigh approx .00000001mg a piece)the fish dont notice or mind at all. (they are under the water, thus, no harm done.) anhoo, some like mid twenties fat ugly chick comes up to us and says, "excuse me guys, let me ask you a question, how would YOU LIKE YOUR FOOD PELTED AT YOU?" She said this in the most snotty way possible (so go back and say it extra snotty.) well, i dont like snotty people, or people who ask me rhetorical questions that arent really rhetorical questions. although Brian was in the wrong..(so it makes it hard to be snotty back)but that didnt stop me. Brian said, "prolly not, sorry" and i looked at her and said, " I dunno, YOU GOT A CHEESEBURGER?, TOSS IT HERE, WE'LL see how it goes." actually not really, but i thought about saying it, just after the amount of permitted time to reply with a smartass answer had passed, so i just laughed. so our story we tell everyone is that we got kiced outta the store, althought nothing even close to that severe happened. we did get yelled at though, so that was fun.
well, fourth of all, after the pet store, we went out to eat at bennignas and i had my favorite type of beer, a black and tan, yummy. Brian tried getting a busch light, which is funny, if ya dont know why its funny dont worry about it. i ate stuff too, but thats not important. i actually had two black and tans.
well, fifth of all, we get back home and still have time to kill so we decide to go to the local bowling alley, they have 25 cent pool to pass the time until leagues get done at 930, we got there at around 6. so we drank alot and played pool and for the first time in my life we actually beat an arcade game, we BEAT VIRTUA COP 2, that is only time in my life where i ever even attempted to beat an arcade game. we prolly spend close to 10 bucks or so in quarters in that damn game, mostly bacause derek sucks at shooting. finally, its gets to be 930 and we start bowling. we are drunk, i met some dude that got kicked outta shcool 2 years ago for being busted with pot, he spent some time in jail, i laughed at him and them bought him a shot due to some stupid bet that i lost, dont remember waht it was, he wanted me to get him a red headed slut, (the drink) so i got one too, not bad. various things happen while we are bowling, such as us throwing the ball down and having hit the little blocker thing in front of the pins and then derek walking down there to get it and falling down, then coming back and syaing. "jesus christ its slipperly than shit down there, i cant belive it."
but heres the big drama, the stoner kid who i bought a shot for tells me if i get a strike this time, he will buy me a shot, seeing how im in the 8th frame with a 52 im sure he was feeling pretty confident. i said okay, I went up there concentrating as hard as i could. then, i start my stride and let loose the ball and watch as it goes gracefully towards the head pin...perfect...i raise my hands in the air, and suddenly.....i hear...."errrrreeyyyyaahhh uhhh!" and BOOM im down on the floor and my ankle is sudden agony for apparently no reason. i look up just in time to see my ball hit the pocket perfect for a stike! and a mysterious second ball that carromed off my ankle go down the lane next to ours. it was my roomate derek, thinking that i was gonna miss the strike and he thinked i needed his help. later on i find out that he picked up a 13 pound ball and without using the finger things threw it down the lane towards me as hard as he could, he didnt attempt to hit my ankel but he got it square,the ball didnt even hit the gound fist, so basically he threw a bowling ball directly at me as hard as he could from like 6 feet away! The ball hit with such force knocked me on my ass. so im writing this two days later now and i have a bump on my ankle about the size of two golfballs, and my whole ankle is swollen, but not black and blue. im told broken bones take awhile to show up black and blue. i can walk on it fine so i think im ok. anyhow, i got a red headed slut out of it.
anyhow, we stayed till they closed (i dont knwo what time that was)then had bobbi and her sis come pick us up. i had an 8 am class the next day and dont get done with school to 6 pm, all with only two breaks! (sucky day) so i actually get up and go to the 8 am class, still drunk, (or at least not hung over yet.) and the freaking proffessor decides not to show up, so sinec i have no class at 9 i have two hours to just sit there, when i coulda been sleeping. but, it was kinda okay with me due to the state that i was in. Anyhow, at exactly 1132 during my medical parasitology class, i became hung over, it was weird, it hit me like a bus. i was supposed to be taking notes, but all i did was just sit there and breath deep, and try not to throw up, i managed to make it. but i still had 6 more hours to go, and i needed something to eat bad, so since from 1 to 2 was my last break of the day, i deceided to walk to subway to get lucnh. however, mother nature had different plans, it was FREAKING RAINING AND THUNDERSTORMING LIKE YOU WOULDNT BELIEVE (its freaking january, whats up with that??) loud thunder, and lighteining everwhere, and raining so heavy that the sidewalks and roads where like rivers, no shitting ya either. so i was trapped, dying to get soemthing to eat, but cant leave cause ill drown outside. so that sucked, and ive never been so hungry in my life, i knew that if i could get food i would feel better, but i couldnt. damn. ahyhow, we went "shining" or two tacking in dereks car later that day and he got it stuck, so i got out to push on my wonderful healthy ankle to get him out. okay, enuff of this, i actually gotta do homework now.
im sure there is more stuff that i find funny that happend but this is PLENTY of detail, so ill spare anymore.
oh yeah, buy the way, the ceiling leaks in two places in my room here, pretty cool huh?