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I want to be a duck. Their so cute and waddly, with their little tails moving like...like ducks.
Actually, my mom kinda walks like a duck. She quacks too, but that's not cute.
It's been a pretty good week. My Japanese oral went well, and the final wasn't as deathly as I thought it would be. Yay!
And is it ever GORGEOUS outside. Perfect sun, perfect clouds, perfect warmth, perfect breeze. And the quad. OMG THE QUAD!!!! <-Lots of exclaimation!!!! The cherry trees are in full bloom and it's like walking into paradise. You know those pictures of heaven? It's here. I think my very favorite part about cherry blossoms (sakura if you're one of my whasian friends) is when they fall. It's like snow, but not cold. And the petals are so soft, and they still smell slightly sweet after they fall. It's like the sky is raining twirling peices of velvet or satin or something.
I likes it.
Newtons taste goodly. With the figs that are goodness.
Sleep on a bench with hot chocolate.
Ok. POINT OF POST: me + lots + love + sexy + legs+ cute + boy + more + love = Drew
Now you are all math wizzes. You all pee math.
So yes, I met Drew on um...a day that is not today. And it was good. He complemented my flipflops and I liked it. Not because he liked my flipflops but because it made Patrick angry.
So we asked him THE QUESTIONS, and he gave us some answers that were good. Blah blah blah. At least we know he isn't using Travis for sex. Well...not JUST for sex anyway. I didn't really learn anything about him from those questions because I don't learn that way, but I learned other stuff. Like how he walks, and how he talks, and how he looks right into my eyes when he does it. And how he makes me feel like he really cares what I have to say. WHICH IS NICE FOR A CHANGE. (hint hint, that was a joke) I think my favorite part of the night, besides sucking balls with a purple straw, was watching him move on the couch across from us. How he frikkin' pulls his leg over his damn HEAD to poke the xenga...jenga...tower? Damn dancers. And he fits perfectly against Travis's side, right under his arm, like that's where his head belongs. I like it.
The cutness makes me squirm.
And cross my legs. ^.~
And then, after all of us got cute forehead kisses from my new favorite person, I walked home and had a good talk with Patrick (who was not present) and it was good.
Helpful fact: If YOU talk to yourself, the CRAZY PEOPLE don't talk to you.
Which will be good help to Ashley next time someone asks her if she has any STDs.
And after that talk with Patrick I felt fulfilled and felt the need to ACTUALLY talk to Patrick (aka Chichi the Chihuahua) about stuff. About R-A-E-F...ooo, scary.
Oh, good, it's a big rock.
I can't wait to tell my friends.
THEY don't have a rock this big.
~Spike, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Fun fact about my Japanese TA. She has a pet squirrel. Which is funny because it actually makes sense because it's from Japan where squirrels are much more rare, and actually...does Japan HAVE squirrels? They must, just not in so many numbers. But ANYWAY, it's funny because now that she's here everyone makes fun of her because of all the crazy squirrels on campus who attack people and steal their food...deja vu...did I already write about this...a long time ago?
Doesn't matter, listen to me anyway.
Oo oo! I've been BAREFOOTING it around lately, and my feet are getting gross and dirty. Greco would be proud.
Or disgusted, which ever.
And last night (more copious amount of Drew alert, reader beware). PMS went to Capital Hill to have dinner and watch street performers. Broadway Grill is cool and a SEXY restaurant. I second Patrick's decree that it is a good date restaurant. And the gayest restaurant ever. The kind of restaurant where when a straight couple walks in, everyone's like "woah." I will definately take a cute girl there someday. Now I just have to FIND one. And after I had my boca buger and sweet potato (minus the e) fries, which were weird because the SWEET attacked way after the POTATO. Suprise attack. Strange food. What was I talking about? Oh, right, AFTER that, we went to watch Drew dance on a street corner, and boy, is that boy SEXY! Did I mention his legs? In fishnets...in that cute little orange skirt. Mm, dancer legs. And ass. And I think men's legs are UGLY. But not his, you should all go look at them. In front of the US Bank on Broadway. ^.^ The other guy talked too much though.
Random thought about that. People amaze me. That people can get up and do the things they do, when the whole world seems to just spit at them. Most people just want to live and love. And that is so wonderful. The spitters make me mad. But the spittees make it all worth it. No one can lift your heart like a spittee. ^.^
Yuki: Why don't I go drown you in the lake?
Aya: Anything that will give us a chance to spend time together!
Yuki: On second thought, go drown yourself.
~Fruits Basket
Hmm...other interesting things...nope got nothing. There was lunching, walking, talking and a tummy circle which included PMS + T + Drew. And P CONVIENTLY forgot to mention that me and bunny were a part of that circle in his livejournal!
Bai bai bunny. Um...like...that play...
Yeah, THAT one.
I'm excited to come home. My sister was sick, but I called her today and she was feeling better and watching TV. The Fairly Odd Parents. Sometimes I miss TV.
And then I realize I don't.
Oh right, the home thing. Yeah, excited. I must see people. I don't think I'll be home for Passover though, damnit! I hate people who aren't Jewish and arrange school vaccations so that I can't be Jewish either. And even though my break is only like, a week now, I've just realized that in a few more months I'll be home for SUMMER! Yay! Even though I'll be working my ass off the whole time! Yay! Does anyone know if Ryan is working at BK again this summer? I don't think I can handle a whole summer of animal grease without Prince Charming.
(Note: Burger King does not actually cook with animal fat. They can kill you by heart attack just as well with vegetable grease).
Ok then, I gg do...something cool. Because that is what I do. Cool things. Bai bai! ^.^
Be safe. ^.^
Actually, my mom kinda walks like a duck. She quacks too, but that's not cute.
It's been a pretty good week. My Japanese oral went well, and the final wasn't as deathly as I thought it would be. Yay!
And is it ever GORGEOUS outside. Perfect sun, perfect clouds, perfect warmth, perfect breeze. And the quad. OMG THE QUAD!!!! <-Lots of exclaimation!!!! The cherry trees are in full bloom and it's like walking into paradise. You know those pictures of heaven? It's here. I think my very favorite part about cherry blossoms (sakura if you're one of my whasian friends) is when they fall. It's like snow, but not cold. And the petals are so soft, and they still smell slightly sweet after they fall. It's like the sky is raining twirling peices of velvet or satin or something.
I likes it.
Newtons taste goodly. With the figs that are goodness.
Sleep on a bench with hot chocolate.
Ok. POINT OF POST: me + lots + love + sexy + legs+ cute + boy + more + love = Drew
Now you are all math wizzes. You all pee math.
So yes, I met Drew on um...a day that is not today. And it was good. He complemented my flipflops and I liked it. Not because he liked my flipflops but because it made Patrick angry.
So we asked him THE QUESTIONS, and he gave us some answers that were good. Blah blah blah. At least we know he isn't using Travis for sex. Well...not JUST for sex anyway. I didn't really learn anything about him from those questions because I don't learn that way, but I learned other stuff. Like how he walks, and how he talks, and how he looks right into my eyes when he does it. And how he makes me feel like he really cares what I have to say. WHICH IS NICE FOR A CHANGE. (hint hint, that was a joke) I think my favorite part of the night, besides sucking balls with a purple straw, was watching him move on the couch across from us. How he frikkin' pulls his leg over his damn HEAD to poke the xenga...jenga...tower? Damn dancers. And he fits perfectly against Travis's side, right under his arm, like that's where his head belongs. I like it.
The cutness makes me squirm.
And cross my legs. ^.~
And then, after all of us got cute forehead kisses from my new favorite person, I walked home and had a good talk with Patrick (who was not present) and it was good.
Helpful fact: If YOU talk to yourself, the CRAZY PEOPLE don't talk to you.
Which will be good help to Ashley next time someone asks her if she has any STDs.
And after that talk with Patrick I felt fulfilled and felt the need to ACTUALLY talk to Patrick (aka Chichi the Chihuahua) about stuff. About R-A-E-F...ooo, scary.
Oh, good, it's a big rock.
I can't wait to tell my friends.
THEY don't have a rock this big.
~Spike, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Fun fact about my Japanese TA. She has a pet squirrel. Which is funny because it actually makes sense because it's from Japan where squirrels are much more rare, and actually...does Japan HAVE squirrels? They must, just not in so many numbers. But ANYWAY, it's funny because now that she's here everyone makes fun of her because of all the crazy squirrels on campus who attack people and steal their food...deja vu...did I already write about this...a long time ago?
Doesn't matter, listen to me anyway.
Oo oo! I've been BAREFOOTING it around lately, and my feet are getting gross and dirty. Greco would be proud.
Or disgusted, which ever.
And last night (more copious amount of Drew alert, reader beware). PMS went to Capital Hill to have dinner and watch street performers. Broadway Grill is cool and a SEXY restaurant. I second Patrick's decree that it is a good date restaurant. And the gayest restaurant ever. The kind of restaurant where when a straight couple walks in, everyone's like "woah." I will definately take a cute girl there someday. Now I just have to FIND one. And after I had my boca buger and sweet potato (minus the e) fries, which were weird because the SWEET attacked way after the POTATO. Suprise attack. Strange food. What was I talking about? Oh, right, AFTER that, we went to watch Drew dance on a street corner, and boy, is that boy SEXY! Did I mention his legs? In fishnets...in that cute little orange skirt. Mm, dancer legs. And ass. And I think men's legs are UGLY. But not his, you should all go look at them. In front of the US Bank on Broadway. ^.^ The other guy talked too much though.
Random thought about that. People amaze me. That people can get up and do the things they do, when the whole world seems to just spit at them. Most people just want to live and love. And that is so wonderful. The spitters make me mad. But the spittees make it all worth it. No one can lift your heart like a spittee. ^.^
Yuki: Why don't I go drown you in the lake?
Aya: Anything that will give us a chance to spend time together!
Yuki: On second thought, go drown yourself.
~Fruits Basket
Hmm...other interesting things...nope got nothing. There was lunching, walking, talking and a tummy circle which included PMS + T + Drew. And P CONVIENTLY forgot to mention that me and bunny were a part of that circle in his livejournal!
Bai bai bunny. Um...like...that play...
Yeah, THAT one.
I'm excited to come home. My sister was sick, but I called her today and she was feeling better and watching TV. The Fairly Odd Parents. Sometimes I miss TV.
And then I realize I don't.
Oh right, the home thing. Yeah, excited. I must see people. I don't think I'll be home for Passover though, damnit! I hate people who aren't Jewish and arrange school vaccations so that I can't be Jewish either. And even though my break is only like, a week now, I've just realized that in a few more months I'll be home for SUMMER! Yay! Even though I'll be working my ass off the whole time! Yay! Does anyone know if Ryan is working at BK again this summer? I don't think I can handle a whole summer of animal grease without Prince Charming.
(Note: Burger King does not actually cook with animal fat. They can kill you by heart attack just as well with vegetable grease).
Ok then, I gg do...something cool. Because that is what I do. Cool things. Bai bai! ^.^
Be safe. ^.^