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Thoughts Run Astray
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
  They can see you
Today after my classes I went to the aet office for my advisor meeting. While I was sitting there my art history professor walked in. Now, this is a big class, its in the art teaching theater, so I was suprised when he asked for my name
and then added
that he thought I was atentive the second half of class.
That, my friends, was a sarcastic coment because I know that I was definatly drifting off to sleep during the second half of class. It happend some time after he stoped talking about Frank Loyd Wright. What am I supposed to do, he turns off all the lights and starts to show movies.
No one can stay awake during an art documentary.
D:

So, I just kind of looked down and laughed quietly till he left, but in my head I was thinking "Crap, he can see me? How can he see me?"
 
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
  Facebook and the Birthday effect
Facebook is pretty useless, everyone knows it too. It's a big fat waste of time. BUT, we all still have an account, and every once in a while we get sucked in and add 10 new friends and join 38204823 new groups and then log off again. Well, I loged onto facebook for whatever reason a few days ago, looked the same, all my wall messages at least a month old. I confirm something and then log off. I sign back in on my birthday and
My wall has been attacked
by just about everyone in the world.
SRSLY
I had notes from firends from elementary school, I had a few from freinds from High School, I had a WHOLE mess of them from Cru buddies. I got a poke and a couple of messages. AWW

I think I may have found the one use for facebook.
maybe

ALSO
just incase my TXTMSG didn't go through
because I haven't tried since you left
Congratulations to Mr. Rice
You are effing crazy
in the best way possible.
<3
 
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
  The Olympics...
So, the winter olympics have started. A lot of people think the olympics are great. Healthy competition and comradship, it's a tradition thousands of years old.
Do you know what I think of the olympics?

I THINK THEY SUCK

and do you know why? It's easy...they screw over my regulalrly schedualed programing. My wonderful valentines day plans with one Dr. John Dorian have been crushed into oblivion by figure skating. Now I'm all alone with nothing to do but homework. Oh well, I never really cared about valentines day anyway...I think I forgot it was valentines day like 5 times today.

the 28th
JD comes back on the 28th
 
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
  happy birthday
I have recently realized that I have NO idea what I am going to do after I graduate and it SCARES THE FREAKING HELL OUT OF ME.
 
Monday, February 06, 2006
  BUY IT!
A lesson for you today:
If you see something that you want on e-bay
and you're pretty sure you can aford it
JUST FREAKING BUY IT
or else someone will beat you to it
and you will hate them
T_______T

It has been 6 months since I saw the offical Takuto backpack show up on ebay, it did a day ago and I waited. That was dumb DUMB! Next time it shows up I'm freaking buying it. D:
It had the worst timing too, a week after Ushicon, I felt bad spending money one anime crap since I had JUST blown around 100 bucks on it the weekend before, but whatever I should have bought it anyway beucause I've wanted it for like ever.

OH OH
and some stupid lady bought my trench coat at willson's today

I think I'm just not supposed to have the things I want
OR THAT MAYBE I'm supposed to buy the things I want real fast so no one else can have them P:
 
Thursday, February 02, 2006
  lack of blogging ):
It's not that nothing has happened recently, it's that I have been to lazy to talk about it. Noteworthy occurances would be when TC served me an order of chips free of any red ones, I got sick with a cold, I got better, and UshiconGO came and went last weekend. Um...I still haven't recovered from the lack of sleep from that. This weekend I have to work all 3 days AND study for a bio test...and probably also do something for art history. BUT the highlight of the past 2 weeks would have to be when I walked into the den on Wednesday to see Michael W. Rice sitting there.
and my reaction was as follows
*blank stare*
WTF?!?!

I'm glad he got to come back (and I'm sure he is too) It was like a nice suprise...and the goodbye this time didn't seem so akward, instead it was more like one of those see you later goodbyes. Those are way better then the dooming will I ever see you again ones. ANYWAY
Have a safe trip to Germany Mr. Rice...San Marcos awaits your triumphant return.
 

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