Monday, March 29, 2004

Merry Madness of the LONG home...

Being sick is total crap. As it is, I've been sick since saturday. Well, okay, whenever I woke up on saturday. It's a really wierd bug; my neck and throat hurt. Of course, I have had headaches, but nothing a little aspirin won't banish. Mostly. Oh, and nyquil has afforded me a full six hours of actually RESTFUL sleep...the full dose of nyquil too. Hope this flu sucker goes away quick.

My grades are still not posted for anything other than my psychology class. What a bummer. I really want to find out how I did on the final. And stuff. Oooh! Must investigate books for next quarter as well. EEYIKES. Spending money=phooey.

Still haven't gotten my shipment from amazon.com yet either. Ratosis. And I was so hoping for it. Sent a flame to microsoft about their "Reader" program. Which won't read ANYTHING worth shit. I hate microsoft. They're as bad as a virus, with all their poorly written software. ARRRG. The updates are annoying as well.
Kiss my ass you bastards~!

Oh, and they sent me a reply back with "Tell us how you (fucked up) used our webpage? What steps did you take in trying to get it to (explode in your face) work?" Yeah. Idiots. I already did that. GRRRR.

Actually managed to get my ass moving today, which was unnecsesary (shit I can't spell when I'm sick) when after lugging all my shit down to the bottom of the hill, I called dad, and he agreed (rather eagerly) to pick me up. I think he was bored, because he hinted that all he was doing was installing software on the old crappy computer. Oh, and then he asked me which car he should bring, ha ha. Yup, definitely bored.

Food was good tonight. (Aahh, home cooked meals). Burgers, potatoes, (mashed and scalloped) and green beans. It was leftover night,to be sure. Yum.

Had a nice sit in the sun today too. Okay, I was kicked out of the house when i couldn't sleep/nap and mom had to mop the kitchen floor. But hey, it was balmy and nice for the entire afternoon, an the lack of mosquitoes was a TOTAL bonus. Hurray for the Vector Control of Orange County. They're geniuses.

Good to see the julz again. Much silly madness always ensues from that. Even on dad's part. ha ha.

"We need PICKLES!! None of this Relish crap...RARRRWR." -julz
"HA HA HA-- I'm a BIOHAZARD!!" -me
"No Bueno~!" ..."Es 'muy malo', tonto!" -J&E
"I'm arranging my plate!!" -julz(on why she didn't want to get up and put away the pickles) "I'll ARRANGE my foot on your BUTT!"-Dad

GT's.

I guess they were going to go see "the prince and I" but didn't...I was going to possibly go along, but sounds like they're off to see something else instead, so no go. Or as julz says, "Negatory ghostrider, the pattern is full." So here I am, hopefully updating this, doing some reading and contact-removing, and thennnn, off to BED!

Saturday, March 27, 2004

Wierd...

Blog is acting all funny today. Ah well. Worked last night, spent my time doodling. A sesshoumaru picture. Am now sick, I think.

Hope study abroad advisor will be there on monday, so I can go in and see her. I hope I hope. Ugggh, I feel awful. I think I'll go back to bed and drink lots of water. Or maybe some tv watching?

Eh.

Thursday, March 25, 2004

Oh god, that was the most fun I've had on a birthday....ever. In college. Wow. I spent the evening getting drunk (juliana mandated it) and then tottered over to Panda's pad and went on the quarterly underwear run with nick and brian and panda. Whohooo! Wow, it was so much fun! I saw patricia there, and matt and all sorts of people from the sailing team. Whoo, I was so warm from the alcohol, it was GREAT. I'm going to do that run every quarter!! Oh, and lots of peepz liked my blue underwear and lingeree. hee hee.

Then afterward, we went back to panda's and sat there until two or so, then we all got tired and left. GT's all around. Headed back here but akhi was over and once again, the room smelled....funky. So I peaced out to Emiliees for a while...was going to wait until 4 to call Julie and wake her up to write her spanish paper, but she called at 330 and told me I could go to sleep (by that time I was tired, so I staggered back to the room, opened the window and moved the fan to get rid of the stink.) Woke up at 1030 when julie called me...and then went right back to sleep until 1. When finally, I hauled my sleepy carcass out of bed and into the shower. Ahh, shower.

Was so great yesterday; krystle, sherri, mom and Juliana all said hello and happy b-day, and Kyrstle via email! I called mom and julz back, and had a good long chat with both of them. YAY! Fun. Even emilee came by and wished me a happy one! Wahooo, I love you people. wow, that's so exciting. Usually everyone forgets. And Kimberlee gave me a cool cd and card on tuesday before she went home. YAY. AND, my big sis wished me a happy b-day too. Hurrah for all of you! *smiles*

sounds like mom had fun last weekend with her sisters coming over. Its good that they get together...every girl has got to have some "sister time" with the gals. I bet jules and I will do that...ha ha, but poor dad is stuck re-checking the taxes, poor guy. ha ha ha. I can't wait to go home for break. YAHOOOO.

Hm. I'm hungry, and I've got some email to check. it's 1416. bye now~

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

Hurray! I was talking to the lovely Panda,

HWTEgrl: hey you

HWTEgrl
: doin' the undie run
tomorrow night?


senorcow
: elaine!

senorcow: of course i am

HWTEgrl: hurray! u'n'me!

HWTEgrl
: ...gotta go buy undies after
my final tomorrow


senorcow
: i'm prepartying in my room

HWTEgrl: ah. Then I'll have to head
over there. what time?


HWTEgrl
: 'cuz sounds like the runners
are meeting at 1145...


HWTEgrl
: (should I bring booze?)

senorcow
: maybe around 11

senorcow: you don't need to, i have enough,
i think


HWTEgrl: okay.

HWTEgrl
: ooh, good stuff?

senorcow
: great stuff

senorcow: i have an 8 am final the morning
after


senorcow: but i'm still rockin it

HWTEgrl: oooh. ouchie. 0kay, i'll see
you then...call me, k? gotta go get
food now...


senorcow
: alright i'll call you tomorrow
night




Auto response from HWTEgrl: Transitive
Property of Food:

Me = Human

Human = Eat Food

Me = Eat Food

senorcow
: haha

...and then Kimberlee came by and gave me an early birthday present (wonder how she remembered)!!! She made me a cool 80's cd and a reallllly pretty card. Yay, I love her!. Ooh, and then we went to dinner at In'n'out...with Liz and her friend (aw, shoot, what was his name? I TOLD you I was terrible with names).

And then, when we came back, they were giving out food for finals, so we got some of that good stuff. So the score here is: 1raisin bagel, 1 blueberry bagel, 1bag purple skittles, 1package skittles, two bannanas, 1 mini ceral box of fruit loops, dragonfruit mineral water, two bottled waters, 1 can soda.

YAY FOOD FOR FINALS.

Of course, It WOULD be good if I actually studied. Yeaaahhh....eheh!

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Ahhhhh. Satisfaction/catharsis

Posted my angry signs all around. Jamason has agreed to do the toilet times from now on. Good, because I don't want to anymore.

Despite that, I think I did well on my stats Final. At least, it seemed like I sort of knew what I was doing. I suppose now I should start studying for spanish. Yeah. That'd be REAL good.

so, bye!

FThisS!

THAT'S IT!

I will no longer do it. I will no longer write the toilet "times" for this stupid unappreciative bunch of people I have the misfortune to call my floormates. Don't get me wrong, the guys are great, but Ladies, could you be any more disrespectful?

If you don't LIKE the finals rant, then don't READ it. There is NOTHING that gives you the right to tear it down from all the stalls. If you really wanted a copy that badly, then I would MAKE you one. But now, I'm forced to do what you obviously wanted me to do by anonymous cowardly appeal: Resign.

So therefore, I, Elaine, being of sound mind (though outraged) and body, Resign from writing the toilet times. Henceforth you Suckers will have to find some other poor shmuck to do them.

Good luck!

And now, off to happy finals-ville.

Sunday, March 21, 2004

ABOUT WED, MARCH 17, 2004

Found out why the stairs were glass strewn: evidently some poor drunk fuck who was visiting a friend (on the seventh floor) tried to run really fast down the hall to the bathroom, but in a drunken stupor couldn't stop and smashed THROUGH the window at the end of the hall, almost falling out. Fucked up his face really bad too. His host pulled him back in and thankfully saved him from going SPLAT on the pavement/stairs to Rieber. Which was why there were sirens and everything.

Oh, and somebody's car got set on fire at hedrick tonight. (I was working at Rieber).

BEDTIME...yeah.

Mocktails in the lounge were fun, and I finally got rid of the margarita mix Joe gave me. Oooh, and I opened my b-day presents already there too. (So sue me, I'm impatient!) Don't tell anybody! I love them....spicy lemon tea and a really cool italian charm bracelet with a white and gold gem and "AEPHI" in between. Thank you mummy and JULZ! Hurray~! Hmm, wonder who read my wishlist??0=)

Hurray, worked shift tonight. Despite being late to work, tho early to arrive after having to skate across campus to see funny comic guy, had a great time with sailing team and co. Okay, that made NO sense. (I was early to arrive at the sailing meeting spot for the comedy show, since I took my skateboard, but late to work because i stayed a bit to long to see the comic guy).

But really, comic guy was funny, despite NOT knowing that schizophrenic does NOT MEAN THAT YOU HAVE MULTIPLE PERSONALITIES!!! Arrrr! It means your BRAIN doesn't WORK right!!! MPD means you have multiple personality disorder, PEEPZ!!! AIeeeeeee! (See what psych 10 does to you peepz? --like being on CRACK! ...or just staying up reallllly late or for a couple of days...)

I had to skateboard BACK across campus to get to work at nine. Whoo! A rush. In the dark, down hills and up hills. Wheeeee! Good to see brent and joe and everyone. Yay!

Work was cool, ordered my first pizza ever. Cost me 20 bucks to get it delivered tho. Ah well, it was worth it. Now I can finally say that ONCE every 20 years, I order out! ha ha ha!

Actually got some reading done for stats. Have decided, will be making outline to study with tomorrow. Will be studying like a FIEND tomorrow. So, don't even TRY to get in contact with me; I shall not exist for the duration of the day. YEEEAHOOOO!

Which Is why I'll be going to bed pretty soon. Okay, right about


......now!

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Gooooo DEVIANTS!

Ahh, finally done. Got an A in psych 10 on the last test. Actually, have gotten an A on the last three tests. Go ME! Studied with Christine for the last time...what fun! We also went and got rubio's food.

Except now I'm really thirsty, because I haven't had anything to drink all day. As soon as puzzles is open, I'm getting stocked up on gatoraid. For finals week of course. Oh, and I got up late again today. Such a fuckin' slacker. WAUGH! I'm not going to slack tomorrow. No, nope, nada, no way-o!

I'm still living in hope that someone will send me a letter. Or maybe it's just my usual hopeful thinking around birthday time for birthday cards. Oooh, will have to send a thank-you to Popoo for the money he usually sends me. Great ol' guy. He tries really hard. You gotta appreciate that-- I mean, he's 86-87 and has a ton of grand and great-grandchildren to keep track of...birthdays, christmas....things like that. AND, four daughters. Yeeeikes. He does a good job. And we all love him.

Despite my fury over censorship, I'm going to publish the toilet times. With an addition....along the lines of:

"Censored for the protection of your....delicate... sensibilities. IF you wish to be offended, got to http://Xc3ll3nc3me.blogspot.com and go to entry 'March 15 01:24:40 PM'"....here goes! Hope they read it. At this point, I don't CARE!!! WHOOG!

Off to enforce deviant behavior....

THREE AM MADNESS

Ruminations of a Three-AM mind:

(as in, fuck, I stayed up late trying to get the psychology reading done, and the fuckin' copier at Rieber died, so I walked down to bloody de neve in my slippers and a blanket on the wet and glass-strewn stairs)

The fog at three am was unusually lush and thick. The lights billowed in the air as it moved, and the world glowed....Kind of like how I see without my glasses...but everyone is affected. Lovely. I like fog, despite the cold. It was lovely out.

Oh, I hate it! I could have gone and seen the "prince and I" at Ackerman, but for some reason I thought I was working....except I wasn't. So I studied with Kimberlee. Which was a blast anyway. w00t! Oh well, I'll just have to waste my dinero and go see it. Waaaah, and Julie asked if I could go, WAAAAAH!

Monday, March 15, 2004

This is the ORIGINAL FINALS RANT:

ALLRIGHT, it's that time again...TIME FOR THE FINALS RANT!! --Where I tell you everything that pisses ME off, and you have to sit there and READ it, BWAHAHA HAAAA!
*****************************************************************
Okay, so FIRST OFF: What the hell is up with the antisocial freaks on syphylis alley? eh? Also known as DEATH VALLEY. That is YOU all you people on the even side...rooms 724-on! (With a FEW exceptions...) Do you people not like to socialize? Are you AFRAID of the rest of us? eh? eh? QUIT being such timid FREAK-O's! Come out from your little monster dens/coccoons and DO THE BUTTERFLY THING, SOCIALITES!!!! Come to dinner! Join in the Halo tournaments! Say HI to your lonely RA~! She really does love you. Really. I mean it.
SECOND thing: Why, oh why, do you like to write on the WALLS? They're fine without all the pen/door marker on them. Y'all do know that You'll have to PAY the cost of repainting them at the end of the year...ALL of us will have to pitch in. And y'know, thats NOT COOL. I am poor, you are Poor. DON'T DO IT ANYMORE!!! We are not DOGS. There's NO NEED to mark our territory. That's what door decorations are for--expressing our individuality and creativity. There's a time and a place, peepz.
THIRD: Why THE *(%Y#Y$@ DO YOU STEAL PEOPLE'S DOOR MARKERS?!? Those are for you to be creative, and leave messages. When you don't return them, that = Cheap-ass-lame-ness! C'mon, we WANT you to leave us a message, not steal markers so NO ONE can do so. I know for a fact MINE were stolen, and so were Jeff, Marty and Phil's. So lame. People, why? It's okay to borrow for a while, but stealing is NEVER allright. Booooo!
Fourth: Okay, I know this is a thing with the ladies, but here goes...When I POST the toilet times, I want to be able to SIT there on the pot and STARE straight ahead and strain away. I don't want to have to TWIST my head to the side and maybe get a crick in my neck just to READ the toilet times. ARRRG. So annoying. Don't MOVE the damn things. I put them on the back of the door for a REASON, idiots! That said, you know I love you. And I love that people read them (I actually do get feedback...yay!)
Oh, and ANOTHER thing: FLUSH THE G*DDAMN CRAPPER!! That second STALL is NASTY. Guys, I bet YOU don't have this problem, why should the ladies? (Okay, wait, yes they DO.) Hmm? DON'T flush anything other than toilet paper down those suckers as well, okie? Anything else clogs the poor drains. And then the toilet overflows, and the floor is UCKY. Bleh! We live In SOCAL, people, and the toilets are already LOW FLOW. Therefore, you are NOT wasting as much water when you FLUSH. So FLUSH. None of that "if it's yellow, let it mellow" shit. Allright? Good.
A suggestion for the GUYS: the FIRST THREE STALLS ARE STANDING ONLY!!!! Second three stalls are for sitting. So leave the seats UP on the first three stalls. It ain't hard. Ooh, and please WASH YOUR hands! That means 1. Rinse with water, 2. SCRUB with soap for a duration of THIRTY seconds...the time it takes to sing Happy birthday TWICE, 3. RINSE with more water. Just so you know, SOAP DOES NOT CLEAN YOUR HANDS. It's the combination of SCRUBBING PLUS SOAP PLUS RINSING that does it. So why do I see people who are in college that STILL don't know how to clean their hands properly? Do you LIKE to get sick and spread germs? EWWWWWWWWWWW. *gags*
Another irritating thing: Peeing/puking in the dryers. Okay, so you're drunk. That's GREAT. Good, have a fun time. But when you make more work for the lovely cleaning ladies that SLAVE every day to clean up after our mess, that's just not cool, dudes. It's THREE less feet to puke in that laundry room sink...So DO so. That's way easier to clean.
Also, How would you like it If I went in and peed all over your freshly washed laundry? (the equivalent of peeing in the dryers) Hmm? Would you want to spend another HOUR and DOLLAR of your precious TIME and $$$ re-washing all that stuff? No? REaLLy? I mean, I've got a right to puke as much as the next person, but geeze, at least try to do it INTELLIGENTLY. You are college students!! Try to consider the consequences of your actions. If you have to puke, ask yourself: maybe I DID drink a little too much? Okay. Fine. The idea of DRINKING in college is NOT to get wasted (though some think that's really fun...uck). The idea is to FEEL GOOD and have a good time. Puking=not a good time. Puking=you've essentially POISONED your stomach. GLAG.
Oh, and another note: If you need to use the ironing board (there's probably about FIVE of us who do) maybe sign up on the laundry sheet and put "IRONING" and your room number/name. That way, if someone else gets a desperate urge to iron something, they'll know who has taken the board and where it is. If you aren't USING the board, please put it back pronto? It does get rather warm in the laundry room for ironing...so it's okay to take, but put back, a'ight?
Other floormates have complained about people erasing their boards. This is right up there with the whole stealing door markers thing. As in, horrible, dastardly, EXTREMELY INCONSIDERATE thing to do. So why, exactly, is it still occurring? You tell ME, because I don't know.
For all the people who live next to the tub room (and those who evidently have SEX in it): clean up after yourselves, okay? Because that strange "ass" smell that sometimes lingers in the odds hallway is very...disgusting. This, from several sources. Also, some have complained that they can't walk barefoot anymore through the hall because they don't know what people have done [in it]. How gross is that? I want to be able to walk any way I please through the hall (that includes naked...though you won't see that too often), but if everyone else ignores the "crisis of the commons" and leaves trash and who-knows-what-other things in the halls, I can't enjoy the freedom of bare feet...and neither can anyone else. So Pick up that trash...and just think, most of it is recyclable. AND, it's nice that the maintenance staff ONCE AGAIN doesn't have to clean up after us. We are not pigs!
Now, we get to the Nitty-gritty. Door slamming. This hearkens back to the whole "golden rule" thing. People like to sleep, right? They (most of them) like to sleep at 3AM IN THE MORNING. So respect quiet hours. Don't bloody well slam your doors with the deadlock and rattle the walls and wake people up. This is ESPECIALLY important considering that finals is coming up and we all need our precious rest (what little of it there is to be had). If you have a problem with noise or music, please feel free to walk next door, knock, and complain. It's so much better than having the RA write you up for a noise complaint. If someone asks ME to turn my music down, great. I'll do it. Nobody likes THE MAN (err, woman) having to come after them. Including "THE WOMAN" herself. She hates to write you up. It SUCKS. Don't feel bad about being labeled a "bitch" or an "arsehole". Sleep is more important at this point. So for the Door slammers, you know who you are. Please be more considerate, okay?
A generic complaint from the odds hallway: Evidently the people in dining services never clean out their dumpsters because there's some sort of sewage smell wafting up from below every time it rains. Also, I think it's because the sewers on the hill overflow. Has anyone complained to on-campus housing about this? If it get so bad you can't stand it, piss and complain, people! Sometimes, They'll DO something about it!!! (...Maybe even compensate you??!!)
So there you are, this has been the FINALS rant. Where I let out all the anger and tension on the floor so we all can blow steam and then relax before finals starts. Hopefully, You'll consider these things for next quarter and ALL our quality of life will improve. I really hope so. Most of these things are so EASY to do--just small changes in behavior that will alter our attitudes. Because of course, you can't alter attitudes before altering behavior!
And before you write this all off as the PMS-ing of a grouchy female/bitch...consider: how would YOU like to live? In a pigsty? Or someplace clean and pleasant? I'd much prefer the latter, thanks! And according to the other people I interviewed on the hall, so would they! So lets get our acts together, Six South!!!

Protecting the world from the offense of our "delicate sensibilities"....PC-ness can be ridiculous!
So Kosha decided that the whole first paragraph of the toilet times was STILL too offensive. Baloney. How can it be offensive when it's the TRUTH??? Idiocy rules. I really want to kill something for being sensored. she just blanked it out and made copies. What a WASTE of paper. She could have just walked down the hall and ASKED me to get rid of it entirely. Instead of "hint" that it might offend someone. Yeah, I could see how my first version would offend somone, so I changed it. Took out the bad words and insults in the first paragraph, leaving us with THIS:

".....Okay, so FIRST OFF: What is up with the peepz on so-called EX-syphylis alley? eh? Also known as DEATH VALLEY (due to lack of social life, I guess???). That is all YOU peepz on the even side...rooms 724-on! (With some exceptions...) Are you AFRAID of the rest of us? eh? eh? DON’T be such Scaredy-Cats!! Come out from your little cocoons and DO THE BUTTERFLY THING, SOCIALITES!!!! Come to dinner! Join in the Halo tournaments! Say HI to your lonely RA~! She really does love you. Really. I mean it. And we love you too. We’re really not that scary....promise!"

Is that offensive? Jamason and the other proof readers on the floor didn't seem to think so, in fact they thought it was right on. Well, phooey. I think I hate being sensored just to protect someone's "Delicate sensibilities". That's bullshit. If it offends you, come tell me. Other people did about my first few toilet times, and I made a few changes.

But as a creative artist (or whatever you'd like to call my bathroom ramblings) I'm NOT going to pander to others. The idea is to create art, and how others react is the true impact, the significance of the art. Whether that art is words or images or film, too bad. It's mine, and I'm not going to change it!! Part of what makes such things so entertaining is how bizarre or different the perspective is. Having a provacative piece of art is much better than just some boring old bathroom "rag" to bore you outta your mind while you're sitting in the stall.

At least, that's what I think.

Sunday, March 14, 2004

Juliana clears it up...

Juliana clears it up:


ABYCsailor: oh by the way

ABYCsailor: sex does NOT = slut

HWTEgrl: thanks

HWTEgrl
: it's hard sometimes when ur
hormones go coocoo


ABYCsailor
: and yes, sex DOES smell

ABYCsailor: didn't u know that?

HWTEgrl: yes, i did

HWTEgrl
: its just i wish she'd tell me
when they're "gettin it on"


ABYCsailor
: ahhh

ABYCsailor: you should tell her what my
b/f said


HWTEgrl: so I don't hafta walk in and
be grossed out


ABYCsailor
: "put a sock on the door
handle"


HWTEgrl: wha'td he say

HWTEgrl
: AHA HA HA

ABYCsailor
: that's an instant tipoff

HWTEgrl: hmmm, wonder if a sock would FIT on the door handle....kinda like a condom

ABYCsailor
: of course it will

HWTEgrl: heh heh

HWTEgrl
: or just tape the lock

HWTEgrl
: that works too

ABYCsailor
: that's the universal sign for "im gettin laid"

HWTEgrl: HA HA HA

ABYCsailor
: O:-)

HWTEgrl: *snort* HA HA HA

ABYCsailor
: yep

B-BAHLLERS HOLLERZ!

O god, basketball is SO much fun. And SUCH a great workout. I haven't played in SEVEN years (since sixth grade) and I really wasn't sure that I wanted to play today....but it has to have been the best time of my life in quite a while. (Julie called me up yesterday...and I didn't have anything to do today, so there was no way out of it....good thing too.) Not only was it a GREAT workout for Marissa, Julie and me, but it was FUUUUN!

Marissa hadn't played since 8th grade, Julie has never played, and of course....sixth grade for me with the guys. Unbelievable. It was definitely raw talent and persistence against the other girls at the CIRCLE K tournament. Both times, we were paired up with GOOD teams....so it was difficult. We lost both times in Sudden Death OT...by ONE FREAKIN' point! AHOOOO! Fantastic!

We were GREAT at marking people, and we definitely improved on our rebounding for the second game. WHOO! The second team, CKI vixens were definitely better players, but didn't mark well. Oh, and they were fast, but we were more physical. It was really exciting for the first game as well, since we had a bunch of people watching us and cheering for us. Ha ha ha, we were the tallest team though, and I kept stepping on people and bopping them on the heads with my elbows---accidentally. hehe, whoops! 0=)

First game was hard though. I think I had too much water in my stomach. The only reason the other team won was because I felt nauseous for the last shot and couldn't mark her. (I called time out...but I guess no-one heard me). She turned around after making the basket (I was holding my hand over my mouth to keep from puking and was a pale white color....according to Julie) and asked me if I was okay....ha ha, I totally blurted "NO!" turned, and ran out the door, down the stairs and into the bathroom. And, I booted. Eww. But, I felt TONS better for the second game...where I sucked on cheetoes for salt, and drank very little water. Oh well.

Booting is crappy.

Second game, they had alternates. And a mascot. Hey! No fair! We didn't have any alternates! Boooo! They were fresher--an advantage on us. But the greatest part was, we totally hung on and stayed with them to the very end. I'm so proud of Julie and Marissa. They were FANTASTIC!! We played so well as a TEAM, too!

Ladies, you were great. I luvs you.
IM B-BALL, here we COME!!!

Stopped by the IM fields on the way home to (briefly) cheer for the UCLA womens Ultimate Frisbee team. AKA: BLU. Said Hi to Nate as well. Had to leave, because I was still sweaty and starting to get cold. YUCKA.

After a shower, I feel so good. It's such a rush to exercise. YAY! Printed up the newer, nicer finals rant toilet times and stuck it on Kosha's door. Jamason approved of it. Good deal. And now, I think I'll study. Or something. Yeah.

Saturday, March 13, 2004

You ...BITCH!

Sometimes I envy my roomate's ability to catch a quick "flip" with her boyfriend. Or whatever they do that makes the room smell slightly funky when I come home.

Or maybe he just smells funky. He definitely has a smell.... I'm not sure I even like the way guys smell some days. Hrumpf.

I don't need a fuck buddy though. Eww, no! Guy on the floor keeps hinting. Frankly, I'm kind of disgusted that I let him get ANYWHERE with me. He needs to go away. There's got to be a better way....

Estrogen is a bitch, isn't it?

The problem is, if I just have sex, people tend to get emotionally attached to the first person they have sex with. Eww, I don't want to be trapped like that. No thank you. AAAAAUUUGH. According to FEM, guys suppress the ability to love and be loved(search "bell hooks, 'The Will to Change Men, Masculinity and Love'")....so they use violence and sex to compensate for not really expressing any emotions but anger. something like that. Eaiser to go read the article. Which is why I'm having such problems. Should I be able to have sex like a guy? Why not? AUUUGH! I AM SICK OF THIS!!!

Estrogen, Kiss My Fucking ASS.

Have not eaten yet. Did, however, have my daily does of caffeine. Nice cuppa. Wonderful.

Upon reflection, I have realized that I am becoming addicted to my skateboard/longboard. It's so much faster and easier to get to class on it, rather than walking. Yes, I am a lazy person. I still walk pretty regularly though, since there's lots of hills. That, and I somehow feel terribly guilty about not getting any exercise. I haven't worked out since I got sick this quarter. Very sad. AND, since I no longer have a ride on the weekends to go sailing, I haven't sailed in approx. three weeks. I'm having withdrawal symptoms (eg: the desire to write, draw...sakteboard around)

Or maybe that's just because it's almost finals week. The impending sense of doom always sort of prompts me to defend myself with more daydreaming/goofing off.

I think I need food. My stomach is starting to mutiny. I fed the damn thing a granola bar, but is it satisfied? Noooooo. Damn demanding physical concerns. Why oh why can't I just fall through a portal into another universe where I don't have to eat or drink much to sustain normal body functions? Oh wait, because I'd miss everyone here. Family, friends. My lil' compy. So, stuck with the vile succubus called hunger and the equally damning fella named "high metabolism". Phooey.

Or is it incubus? hmmm. Will have to check. (not that I care anyhow). Maybe another cup of tea will satisfy the little monster? That's it.

Work was fun last night. I appropriated a surfing mag and a victoria's secret catalog from the front desk and read them/ absorbed them like a sponge, cover to cover. Wheee!

On another note, co-worker brandon is really strange. He's one of those people I honestly don't know HOW his brain is firing, because he is consistently obtuse. This is not a good thing. I have no idea how to react around him, because his emotions are not out there (or at least I don't understand much of what he says). Dunno, I've started just being really sarcastic and ignoring him. He's too strange for me. I don't have the appropriate "total psycho" filter for him. --Nate at least is fun to tease and talk to.

Have no idea where my heater went. Will have to ask evelio and chris if they know. I didn't see it last night when I worked. *siiiigh* I left it there last week so we'd have one when it was cold for the late shift. AUGH. Whattapain.

Sometimes, the whole bleeding out your butt thing for girls really prompts me to want to kill something. It sucks, it's messy, and I feel like a walking wound. Yuck, who ever said being a girl was better, there are DEFINITELY some days I would disagree. Grrr. That, and for some reason I have this unreasonable desire for sex or something. Am I just horny? Stupid fucking hormones. I really don't like them. BOOO. Estrogen, kiss my fucking ASS.

Ha, and guys always think girls aren't horny. Well, we are sometimes. Grouchy too. ARRRG. This shit sucks.

Its so difficult nowdays. There's a huge conflict within you, you know? How do you draw the line at being a slut who sleeps around, or just a girl who's had sex, and then moved on. Does sex=slut automatically? If you listen to religion, yes. Why do I even have that stupid thinking component in me? What's wrong with MY sexual desires? I want sex to mean something, I guess. Maybe that's just me forcing a concept on a physical act of pleasure, but I really do.

It seems silly that I'd have to wait until marriage for meaningful sex. Yes, that avoids a lot of problems, like disease and pregnancy...but isn't that what birth control is for? And yearly exams/self exams.... I'm not saying I want to out and just "have a good fuck" as it's said, but I don't know how exactly to go about satisfying my desires. (Back to the whole sex being meaningful thing) I feel bad about repressing myself, but on the other hand, I feel faintly guilty IF i masturbate or something. Yeeesh. It must be hormones. Gaaah!

It really is frustrating, because sometimes I really feel like people nowadays in the USA only want sex. They don't want a friendship or partnership + sex, they want SEX, then maybe something else. Or maybe it just really seems like it in LA at the college scene. Really, what are frat parties but group orgies--- complete with sex standing up (dancing), foreplay (frat boys chatting you up and staring at your chest or ass), and drinking (the magic that induces all the kiddies to do the sex thing). It makes me feel cheap and dirty when I go, so I've sort of sworn off them. That and I feel inadequate.

So I'm skinny and athletic and mostly red-headed. the "ballet dancer" type body. I have (?) a nice ass and legs (according to my sisters). But I'm not well endowed or gorgeous. At least I never thought so. I'm the shorter girly version of my dad's facial structure.

And everyone wonders why I don't want to go out. Eww, no thanks. It's one thing to go do something like the RHPS, which is for fun and being silly, but orgies 'R' NOT US.

And though it IS funny (my friends suggested it), I am NOT a lesbian. I just want a meaningful relationship. I prefer frienship BEFORE sex, thank you. Geeks are fun, but some of them are so strange...I'm not interested. 'Sides, I have that wierd fetish for smooth-featured guys. Or, really, Asian guys. Not TOO girly looking though. The one's in LA are all taken, seems like.

Maybe I'm trying to create an unattainable ideal here. Who knows? I really don't care. But let's be honest here; I really doubt that I'm going to have some fantastic relationship in college. Besides, I want to see more of the world before settling down and popping out a couple of brats. I want a relationship like my parents. Understanding and love.

But in the meantime, the estrogen keeps talking. and so the conflict continues.

Friday, March 12, 2004

"As Little As Possible"

Okay, got NO work done yesterday. Got up this morning, had a singularly quiet breakfast with the "has-a-math-test-in-an-hour" stressed out Gemily... and then back I ponced upstairs to read and answer email/etcetera. Good times.

Told Junji I wanted a room next year, though I'm not sure I'll even be working next year...or even be in the USA. Ah well. we'll see. Cross my fingers, sending off abroad application asap. Wheee!

So much to do this weekend! AUGH.

Still have to get $$ in to US sailing, and class dinero. AUGH. Fuck, I'm so screwed, I'll write more later when I'm not so stressed and My roomie isn't trying to sleep.

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

Ha ha ha, the "Phrase for the day" is now "Crap-I-que"...referring to my roomate's boyfriend's distaste for her obsessive compulsive chinese food sillyness. That, and her desire for "real chinese food/barbeque from china"....due to the fact that her mom is now on a plane to china. Hee hee.

Very hazy/smoky today. A lot cooler than monday and tuesday. I wore a SKIRT again! Wow, two days in a row. Ya'll better not get used to this. AND, wore my new hat. Yay me! Khaki skirt is very nice. My uniform for the week, unless it's cool again tomorrow is: Shirt, skirt, flip flops, and of COURSE...underwear... And this is mostly due to the fact that I have no shorts here at school. Because it hasn't been hot. And they're all at home in my closet.

"why is it so damn hooot??!!" -ak
"because I'M in the room!!!" -an

As you can tell, Ahki is over. Good times ensue:

"he's ODD." -e
"Who??" -an
"HIM! He's the only guy in the room!" -e
"oh......(pause).....really??" -an

Ouuuuuuuuuch. Poor man, masculinity challenged at every turn.

Forgot to go to gem cart training last night. I KNEW there was something slipping through my fingers. Drats. I did managed to get coupons and even envelopes!!

Allright that's it!

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

thongs?!? useful?!?

You know, I always said I hated thongs, but they do have a use: on hot days, they make life bearable.

Whohoo, bought online books from amazon...but then went and deleted old emails. Hope that I didn't delete something by mistake....uhoh.

HEE HEE HEE

HWTEgrl: hooker
ABYCsailor: yo mama
HWTEgrl: i know what i wanta do for my bday
HWTEgrl: ha ha ha ha
ABYCsailor: ok
HWTEgrl: the annual UCLA UNDIE RUN!!!
HWTEgrl: O:-)
HWTEgrl: muaaaaaha ha ha
ABYCsailor: you're a dork
ABYCsailor: :-P
HWTEgrl: ah yes, but it will be memorable~!
HWTEgrl: AAND, a great excuse to buy some real good panties/bra
HWTEgrl: how 'bout u?
ABYCsailor: i got girl scout cookies:-D
HWTEgrl: ooooh. yeah, i gotta buy some of those today on campus
HWTEgrl: do they sell them on ur campus too?
ABYCsailor: no
ABYCsailor: i went to trader joes
ABYCsailor: k time for class
HWTEgrl: aaww, okie
Auto response from Asailor: Gan too klas too git mi a reel gud edumacation.
HWTEgrl: damn, my forehead's peeling
HWTEgrl: damn skin
HWTEgrl: ur so lucky
HWTEgrl: have a good one, yo mama too!
HWTEgrl: cold shower time

Birthday plans!!! (wtf?!)

Well, It's tuesday. Took the sorority test yesterday....hopefully everyone passed and we'll go off social probation for next quarter. I really hope so. Meeting is so much more bearable now, however, since it's so much shorter.

Damn! But the bad news is that the weekend of Hawaii is the same as my sorority formal. So, I guess I'll be going to Hawaii instead of spending a lot of dinero on formal. 'Sides, I'd rather get a tan and do some racing!

Hooray for sarah giving me a ride in the Jeep home. Hee hee, crystal beth speed is a funny name....poor james. Hee hee.

I have figured out what I want to do for my birthday.... And it's found here. So everyone who wants to help me celebrate my 20th, go check it out! I can guarantee that It'll be LOTS of fun....Now to go shopping for cute skivvies....hmmm.

That's it, must go do Homework for Stat's class. Love you all, ta ta!

Monday, March 08, 2004

80 Degree whimsy...

Watching people is one of the most interesting sports in the world. Sitting here in Kerkoff, at 2pm, watching the sheer VOLUME and variety of people walking by is amazing.

There's so much flesh to watch walking by...even the way people talk and walk, and how they present themselves to the world: in orange-ified glory, pale whiteness, or even dusky cacao brown. The French have the right idea: sit outside life with a coffee or cool drink and watch as it blazes past, going somewhere, rapidly, meandering, slowly with great purpose. On scooters, skateboards, all seeking for knowledge, experience or just the illusory grade.

Clusters of people, chattering magpies of human need for social interaction--or the lone studyers, disturbed only by the blowing of the wind and a stray leaf that hits their book. Notebooks, bags of all variety. A baby cries as she wanders after her mom, pretty in peach, does she want to be picked up, or does she want food? I know none of these things.

The little yellow mango stars overwhelm the taste of my peach tea. Its so warm and breezy today. At leeast Eighty. A fairy poster prompts my desire to create a fairy dress for summer. What shall it be made of? Faded flower petals? The green from the leaves of the ficus tree glowing in the sun? I have a great urge to paint. Alas, no paints, though the canvas walks by every minute.

As anna says, "I don't call it going to class....I call it...WHIMSY!!"

Sunday, March 07, 2004

I HATE THIS SHIT.

I am mad. I am anti-social. I'm listening to Bach Toccata and Fugue. All of these things should clue you in that ANOTHER of my favorite great-uncles has died. What is this, the year of "dropping like flies"?!? Mother fuckin A!! First Uncle Al, now Uncle Alder. AUGH. I had to go jump up and down in rage and then I threw both my reef flip flops down the hall with a couple of satisfying yells. GRRRR. Talking with Julz helps:

Asailor: hey
Asailor: u hear about uncle alder
Asailor: he has passed away!!!!!!!!!!!
Asailor: why is it all our relatives are dying:'(
Hgrl: i know. guess they're getting old...
Hgrl: waaaah!:'(
Asailor: time to destroy something else
Hgrl: old men die, i guess. Hmmm. what can I destroy around here....
Hgrl: GRERRNMRRRRRRR
Hgrl: *snarls*
Hgrl: wht r u destroying?
Asailor: hmmm
Asailor: im finding something
Asailor: u?
Hgrl: pencil
Hgrl: makes a satisfying crunch
Asailor: oo good idea
Hgrl: or I'm gonna go chuck my flip flops down the hall
Hgrl: with a yell
Asailor: oh i did that
Hgrl: much better
Asailor: be like me
Asailor: take it out at the gym
Hgrl: hmmm. yeah.
Hgrl: sounds good
Hgrl: maybe I'll go run
Asailor: that's where im goin rightnow
Hgrl: kay
Hgrl: mebbe i will too. ttyl

So sad. Hope that Aunt Roma and cousin Sandy are okay.

On another note, Panda did good. He finished the Marathon (I think) Though I'm not sure WHICH Brian he is:
# Name City Age/sex ? Clock time ? ? Rate
268 Bryan Sayas Cerritos CA 24 M 04:38:24 04:42:04 3496 2798 10:37
302 Brian Kim Riverside CA 19 M 04:47:25 04:59:36 4182 3300 10:57
309 Brian McNease Hun. Beach CA 21 M 04:48:38 04:59:57 4285 3378 11:00
315 Brian Lammey Glendora CA 20 M 04:49:12 04:56:50 4342 3418 11:01
317 Brian Gunn Simi Valley CA 20 M 04:49:26 05:02:56 4360 3430 11:02
399 Brian Johnson Los Angeles CA 21 M 05:06:46 05:10:41 5771 4425 11:42
610 Brian Chamberlain Los Angeles CA 19 M 05:39:15 05:42:29 8896 6537 12:56
668 Brian Tong Los Angeles CA 18 M 05:49:08 05:52:21 9904 7177 13:18
785 Brian Singer Santa Monica CA 20 M 06:18:11 06:22:42 12482 8747 14:25
793 Brian Bruce Long Beach CA 19 M 06:20:59 06:21:33 12702 8877 14:31

One of those, I think. Not sure. Fook mi! Ah well. I think I'm going to watch tv now. No more serious stuff.

Oh, and CPR was very draining, but I'm re-certified again. Now to get my first aide training again....doh!

Slept a lot. Think I'm slowly recovering from sickness.

Today was warm. Nice weather, but I was inside a freezing cold room for most of it. Damn. Beautiful day though. Hope tomorrow is like that. I'll be having a picnic if it is.

Need to do dishes. Did laundry on friday, but not dishes. Whups. Also need to do stats hw and edit spanish letter. Drats.

FUCK THIS SHIT.

Friday, March 05, 2004

AHA! The problem revealed...

Okay, so evidently the deal is that the roomie had a really bad midterm yesterday in Physics (which she spent the past two weeks studying for) and really bombed it and was super bummed. This, according to Linda and Gemily. Which is why she was grouchy. And still is. Okay, I can totally deal with that. Because according to my "numerical theory" physics (p) is hard (h). p=h. A direct correlation.

Arrg. But why take it out on me?? *sigh*

No more. Shower time!

Noisy Ass

Okay, so I realize that I'm not the quietest person ever. In fact, I know that I'm noisy. So I try to keep my noise minimal to NOT piss off my roommate. Because contrary to what SHE thinks, I DO like and respect her, and would LIKE to keep up good relations. Seems that's out the window.

Take last night. I worked. I came home at One am. I QUIETLY entered the room, not letting the door slam. Okay. Fine. Turned on the computer. This causes noise. I'm aware of that. Sorry. Did NOT turn on music, slam doors, talk on the phone. I TRIED consciously to type quietly. So sue me that this keyboard is not terribly quiet like Juliana's. It's old. So I tried to type really quietly. Which means slowly.

Response of roomate: Thrashing, sounds of protest from bed. Pointed "checking of the phone" to see how late it was. No verbal protests. Nothing like, "go away for an hour, okay? I'm trying to get to sleep." I would have gone. HAD she asked/grouched. I was up until 330am. I only typed for the first 45 minutes. SORRY.

How the hell does she expect me to NOT answer my mail?? Talked to Kiron outside door, something along the lines of "Is NOTHING I do good enough?!?" Frustrated with self.

I realize that I slept most of yesterday. This is what happens when i get sick and come home right after class and go to sleep. I slept something like seven hours, which is wy I'm not ABSOLUTELY steaming about her rather petty morning actions today.

So yeah.

This morning: She gets up. Bangs around LOUDLY. Talks on Phone to SOMEBODY or other, trying to change scheduling. Repeatedly bangs Door to room. Bangs door to closet. Slams desk drawers.

Am I being to critical here? She knows I'm a light sleeper. I ignored her. I really wanted to sit up and ask her if she was pmsing or whether she really WAS that inconsiderate. It's ONE thing when you TRY to minimalize your noise and maybe fall short, but its another to be DELIBERATELY noisy. Because that's what she was. Which is now why I'm awake. How petty can we get?

This bothers me. Should I further ignore her behavior and let it slide, trying to be understanding? Give her time to cool down? Should I confront her about it and ask her what SHE would like changed about me, and tell her what I'd like her to change? Maybe I'll just go talk to Kosha. ARRG.

I'm trying to be quiet. I leave her alone when she's studying, put my headphones on....is she just sick of me or something? I can handle that, but she really needs to verbalize SOMETHING. TELL me what's going on in her head. I can try and be considerate, but if what I do pisses her off even MORE, there's no way I'm gonna know without some feedback.

...And now, on with the daily grind. Damnit.

I guess I'm just a little frustrated with this type of juvenile behaviour. i'm trying to get over the whole sailing team idiocy thing, get all my homework/research done...etc. Lifeis such a bitch sometimes. And with THAT, I'll go have breakfast with Gemily.

Maybe she'll know what's up.

Thursday, March 04, 2004

...the AnGeR is wELLInG..

Okay, I have anger resolution problems. Lots of them. The sailing team is driving me up the wall and I really want to kill something. Between the sorority springing the whole "mandatory" social/philanthropy shit on me, and the sailing team making me go to some DUMB regatta that I personally think we're not ready for. Well, okay, Tom and I could do it, but I dunno about everyone else. AND I have a freakin' HUGE midterm/paper due next monday. Fuck, I am so screwed. There's NO WAY that I'm going to be able to get any studying done. ARRRG. The world is conspiring against me. Really, I just want to tell everyone to FUCKK OFF!!!! ...an extra k added for emphasis.

I really wanted to go out for ice cream this week. Looks like it'll get post-poned until next week. AND, jessica wanted me to visit her this weekend...and Heather wanted to have a sleepover (which sounded really fun). ARG. Conflict. Why, why whyyy?

Julz is sicker than a slug. She sounds like she swallowed a prickly pear cactus and then made out with a goat. (That was the worst thing I could think of, okay?) So yea, can't talk to her about my problems. Also, was going to talk to sarah, but she was busy I guess. Rats. No ice cream today. At least I got to have dinner with kiron, jackie, janice, mark and other 6s peepz in covel. Despite the food being sucky...the peepz were great.

I love my roomie (on another note) and I like Ahki this week. A and I commisserated on the sluttiness of the USC tennis women (playing the bruins today) and then debated all the way up the hill. Gt's ha ha ha. I am feeling magnanimous. Hmm. Maybe I'm near the Aunt Flo visit time... I feel grouchy.

A thought. Can I ditch the team race, since North 5&6 are more important? I'm not even really supposed to be SAILING this quarter... ARRRG. Frustration abounds in great green poisonous clouds in the Rieber Hall lobby. Where I'm using Andrew's laptop to furtively type this.

One good thing: I registered for TWO of my classes. I just don't remember when my next enrollment thing is so that I can actually sign up for psych 85...Hope it comes soon. Yarg. Maybe I'll check when I take my break. That's a lovely positive though within all the negativity that's swirling around here.

Allright, that's it. I need some poetry to cheer me up...a little bit of Zen to help me zone:

This is work that is alive,
Effervescent, free, liberated,
Gloriously enlightened,
True, and great.
Do you think it can be attained
By people who shut the door
And sit quietly with blank minds?

- Liu I-Ming

No blank minds around here. Although sometimes I wonder about people in college. Ah well. I wonder about everyone, including myself, some days. Well, as they say (with me sneakily using the computer during my early late shift): "Rules are made to be bent terribly out of shape until they contradict themselves."~Auraleona

Allright, that's IT. No more. Make the evil stop.

Oooh, props to julie for bringing me goodies to help me get better. I'm trying. It's not going to well. I'm sniffling. ARRRR!

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

I get the "You are DUMB" speech...

Julz Yells at me:

HWTEgrl
COLOR="#ff0000" BACK="#ffffff">:
u doin hw?

ABYCsailor
: yes

HWTEgrl: urg.

HWTEgrl
: nevermind

ABYCsailor
: y whats

up


HWTEgrl: was gonna ask

if ur going
to cal team race this weekend


ABYCsailor
: nope

ABYCsailor: i hope you're

not if you're
still sick


HWTEgrl: doh

HWTEgrl
: err,

well...


HWTEgrl
: eheh heh

heh


HWTEgrl
: O:-)

ABYCsailor:
COLOR="#000000">
dude you're a dumbass

ABYCsailor: when you get

back youre
gonna kick your OWN ass for being so
dumb!


HWTEgrl: yeah, love

you too


HWTEgrl
: not like i

have a choice


HWTEgrl
: that one

asshole guy on the
team is on probation, and i'm the only
good enuff skipper to go


ABYCsailor
: oh well for

them


ABYCsailor: id still say

fuck it


HWTEgrl: i'm feeling

better tho


HWTEgrl
: i think my

wallowing for
three days cured most of it...


HWTEgrl
: i

hope


ABYCsailor
: umm

ABYCsailor: dude

ABYCsailor: it's been a

week for me and
im STILL not over it


HWTEgrl: yow.

ABYCsailor
: but i htink it

hit me harder
than you


HWTEgrl: yeah. i don't

have the
cough


HWTEgrl
: and I'm bein

real careful to
drink wa-wa


ABYCsailor
: oh

ABYCsailor: i got the

cough, and
everything


HWTEgrl: yow

HWTEgrl
: no cough,

just goo


ABYCsailor
: oh i got it

all


ABYCsailor: only

now


ABYCsailor: i have this

dope ass echinacea


ABYCsailor: man does it

work


HWTEgrl: seriously, u

sound like u
have the plague. yeah, so does small
amounts of vitamin c


HWTEgrl
: i'd send you

oranges if i
could


ABYCsailor
: oh, i got that

too


ABYCsailor: been takin

it


HWTEgrl: good deal,

good deal


HWTEgrl
: allright,

well, gotta go drink
more watah


ABYCsailor
: mk

HWTEgrl: love u, get

well


HWTEgrl
: go to bed

EARLY


HWTEgrl
: booger!

ABYCsailor
: yea

yea


HWTEgrl: *gives julz

the LAAAZY
eye*


HWTEgrl
: OhhHohohhhhh.

*drools*


HWTEgrl
: popcorn

time!


Talked to mom...and dad today. (Dad's so funny!)
.:<@>:.

HWTEgrl: i registered

for two classes
already


MomTheMag8
: good show

HWTEgrl: got a couple

more, but
soon....soon


HWTEgrl
: can't

wait...excited


MomTheMag8
: Are you excited
about the 10$ I enclosed in
the last chat?


MomTheMag8: Guess who?

HWTEgrl: uhhh. no.

dad.


HWTEgrl
: (...gee, that

was...hard)


MomTheMag8
: I know it's
tough..


MomTheMag8: It's past my
bedtime..


HWTEgrl: ha ha. ah

well, i gotta hoof
it to work...bleh.


HWTEgrl
: yeah!~

HWTEgrl
: i

noticed.


HWTEgrl
: poor lil

daddy


MomTheMag8
: Whump, Whump,
Whump


HWTEgrl: same to you,

buster


MomTheMag8
: Don't spent that
10$ all in one place...


HWTEgrl: i love

you....goodnightie!


HWTEgrl
: ha

ha.


MomTheMag8
: bye

HWTEgrl: grrrrrrrr

HWTEgrl
: :-D

MomTheMag8:
COLOR="#000000">
(@)

HWTEgrl: (beep)