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nothing (and i mean NOTHING) beats waking up to an empty house (aka no dad aaaaaaaaand no therese), 'defying gravity' drifting from my computer (while my playlist is randomly cycling thru 400 songs nonetheless), and having gary dedicate his lesbionic away message to me. just a fancy smancy morning and i love it. sad. but glorious =)
so i wrote my WR at 845 this morning, threw together a few unorganized thoughts for my rose for emily presentation and took a "shower." aka washing the lamberti off me and puting a razor to the armpits. woot.
so it figures after a good morning (yes even tho i had to write a paper it was a good morning) i couldnt find my keys and was about 15 or 20 minutes late for psych. meh. at least i did my open book test jawn thinger yesterday at "work" so i didnt have to worry about that. i kinda wanted to be there on time tho bc were getting into treatment and stuff like that. o well social psych is the next chapter and now that abnormal is out of the way i can get into my next favorite kind. its good to be a stalker and nosy and all that other stuff. at least when youre a psych major and learn about the things you observe via stalking. i mean ... i dont stalk..i mean...ok i do. you would too if you were cool like me. ok maybe you wouldnt. but youd WANT to...but..::be quiet michelle::......
so i run to class we have a nice discussion on.......on.......................................uhm....yeah that. OH! dreams? showering with people? being late for class because of those dreams? thats right...(no really the kid behind me had an interesting excuse as to why he was late and it just so happened to tie in to freud stuff......so there) anywaaaaaaay towards the end i started just doing english and not paying attn even tho psych matters more than english...or something
DOOOOOOOOODs....my anthropology class was cancelled for the summer. thats balls. really..tiny..sweatynastyugly BALLS. AND (ok this is gonna get confusing):
rutgers recommended that i take calc2 at the same school i take calc 1. so im in calc 1 this semester and will take calc 2 summer 1 session. i go to find out that bcc calc 2 does not count as rutgers calc 2 unless i take bcc calc 2 and 3. however, calc 3 is only offered summer 1 and i cant take calc 3 and 2 at the same time bc that just doesnt work. so now i dont know if i should bother taking calc (even tho i have it with brit and coll) this summer if its not going to do me any good. so now all im left with for the summer is USII and that kinda blows bc i dont like history. so now i have to revamp my entire summer schedule. fun eh? yeah...do it for me. ill give you a dollar.
ok i dont have a dollar to give. but youll be uber cool.
anyhow.............
i get to english and when buck asks whos doing presentations today it was me and josh. o yes. josh. ::exxxxcceeelllllleeeennnttt:: i went first. i stole his thunder. i made more sense than him. i had more insightful points. i won that shiznat like NONE other baby YEAH!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand im getting excited over an english presentation on a crappy story. yeaaaaaaaaaaah.
so we started to watch the movie and it was getting all hot and heavy and the power went out. aka erin and i went to burger king for lunch (yay for semester one throwbacks) since he let us out early and there was nothing to talk about and that was about it. lilstened to wicked like twice on the way home and yeah.......im a dork. but its ok bc im a cute dork.
o yeah! hot guy. checked me out. i checked him out. it was a long period of checking outness. i was walking one way. he was walking the other way. ill never see him again. and my only witness is erin. and none of my friends know any of my other friends. so no one will ever believe me. but it was cool. and he was hot. so hot. ah.
rehersal. i drove past it. and ive delivered food there before. and i drove past it that time. and i have to start writing less because by the time i get to the end im too bored to keep going just like yall are too bored to keep reading. but we choreographed. and we sang. and it was good. and it will be good. and ray and dan switched pants. willingly. thats theatre for you. *teehee he said sex! she said hoe! o crap i o u uh..yeah...................* and now i have to burn wicked for cait and rose bc its just that good and everyone will love broadway as much as i do damnit. THEY WIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.
or not.
so now after a healthy 3 hours of procrastinating its time to study for philo and pray that when i wake up it will be a year and a half from now and me and brit will be getting ready to move into rutgers with our case of captain morgain and jose cuervo and absolut and the other case of oj coke and wawa lemonade. bc were cool like that. everyone should come to rutgers with me. and be cool like us. and not wait till fall 05 to do it. dooooooooooooooooooooooooo it. ok ive rambled long enough.....
so to sum it up, good morning, no keys, late, dreams, presentation, kicking ass, no power, hot boy, burger king, brittany + rutgers, rehersal, pants, wicked wicked wicked, too much reality tv for my own good, and philosophy.
should have just read that paragraph in the beginning sucka foo's =) ciao ciao
so i wrote my WR at 845 this morning, threw together a few unorganized thoughts for my rose for emily presentation and took a "shower." aka washing the lamberti off me and puting a razor to the armpits. woot.
so it figures after a good morning (yes even tho i had to write a paper it was a good morning) i couldnt find my keys and was about 15 or 20 minutes late for psych. meh. at least i did my open book test jawn thinger yesterday at "work" so i didnt have to worry about that. i kinda wanted to be there on time tho bc were getting into treatment and stuff like that. o well social psych is the next chapter and now that abnormal is out of the way i can get into my next favorite kind. its good to be a stalker and nosy and all that other stuff. at least when youre a psych major and learn about the things you observe via stalking. i mean ... i dont stalk..i mean...ok i do. you would too if you were cool like me. ok maybe you wouldnt. but youd WANT to...but..::be quiet michelle::......
so i run to class we have a nice discussion on.......on.......................................uhm....yeah that. OH! dreams? showering with people? being late for class because of those dreams? thats right...(no really the kid behind me had an interesting excuse as to why he was late and it just so happened to tie in to freud stuff......so there) anywaaaaaaay towards the end i started just doing english and not paying attn even tho psych matters more than english...or something
DOOOOOOOOODs....my anthropology class was cancelled for the summer. thats balls. really..tiny..sweatynastyugly BALLS. AND (ok this is gonna get confusing):
rutgers recommended that i take calc2 at the same school i take calc 1. so im in calc 1 this semester and will take calc 2 summer 1 session. i go to find out that bcc calc 2 does not count as rutgers calc 2 unless i take bcc calc 2 and 3. however, calc 3 is only offered summer 1 and i cant take calc 3 and 2 at the same time bc that just doesnt work. so now i dont know if i should bother taking calc (even tho i have it with brit and coll) this summer if its not going to do me any good. so now all im left with for the summer is USII and that kinda blows bc i dont like history. so now i have to revamp my entire summer schedule. fun eh? yeah...do it for me. ill give you a dollar.
ok i dont have a dollar to give. but youll be uber cool.
anyhow.............
i get to english and when buck asks whos doing presentations today it was me and josh. o yes. josh. ::exxxxcceeelllllleeeennnttt:: i went first. i stole his thunder. i made more sense than him. i had more insightful points. i won that shiznat like NONE other baby YEAH!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand im getting excited over an english presentation on a crappy story. yeaaaaaaaaaaah.
so we started to watch the movie and it was getting all hot and heavy and the power went out. aka erin and i went to burger king for lunch (yay for semester one throwbacks) since he let us out early and there was nothing to talk about and that was about it. lilstened to wicked like twice on the way home and yeah.......im a dork. but its ok bc im a cute dork.
o yeah! hot guy. checked me out. i checked him out. it was a long period of checking outness. i was walking one way. he was walking the other way. ill never see him again. and my only witness is erin. and none of my friends know any of my other friends. so no one will ever believe me. but it was cool. and he was hot. so hot. ah.
rehersal. i drove past it. and ive delivered food there before. and i drove past it that time. and i have to start writing less because by the time i get to the end im too bored to keep going just like yall are too bored to keep reading. but we choreographed. and we sang. and it was good. and it will be good. and ray and dan switched pants. willingly. thats theatre for you. *teehee he said sex! she said hoe! o crap i o u uh..yeah...................* and now i have to burn wicked for cait and rose bc its just that good and everyone will love broadway as much as i do damnit. THEY WIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.
or not.
so now after a healthy 3 hours of procrastinating its time to study for philo and pray that when i wake up it will be a year and a half from now and me and brit will be getting ready to move into rutgers with our case of captain morgain and jose cuervo and absolut and the other case of oj coke and wawa lemonade. bc were cool like that. everyone should come to rutgers with me. and be cool like us. and not wait till fall 05 to do it. dooooooooooooooooooooooooo it. ok ive rambled long enough.....
so to sum it up, good morning, no keys, late, dreams, presentation, kicking ass, no power, hot boy, burger king, brittany + rutgers, rehersal, pants, wicked wicked wicked, too much reality tv for my own good, and philosophy.
should have just read that paragraph in the beginning sucka foo's =) ciao ciao