Sunday, February 29, 2004

"Lord of the Rings: Return of the King" clean sweep!
11 out of 11 baby!

^_^

Friday, February 27, 2004

“Hi, week from hell? Yeah, this is Amanda. I would just like to let you know you did a bang-up job this week. Really swell.”

I am so freaking stressed. I have just been really busy this week. It’s like I don’t even have time to breathe. (Really, I don’t. I’ll get to that later though.) It’s just that I’ve had so much shit to do. And even though I am a procrastinator by nature, I’ve really been trying to get it all done before hand, but that just seems to anger the gods, and I get punished. From (unspoken) rifts with the roommate, to not going to see “The Passion of Christ”, to being guilted into having the class read my paper on Monday. Okay, so basically we’ll start with today, because I think I’ve mentioned everything else already in my last post.

Well, I was so tired, but couldn’t sleep because I was writing instead, so I went to bed around 1ish, fell asleep around 3ish. Then had to wake up early to go meet Erin for breakfast (Shit! Who I’m supposed to be calling right now!) to discuss our ASL midterm. Then had to run back to the dorm, and then run to class to get there on time. Then was guilted into turning in my essay for everyone to read on Monday. (I hate this so much.) So got back after class, had Kate seriously go through my essay and let me know what needed to be fixed (thank you Kate!!), grabbed lunch with Kate and Ash, got back to room, and ate my sandwich while I fixed my essay. Ran out of time to finish lunch (but that’s okay, because the sandwich was kind of gross), ran to Park (it’s a building for those of you who don’t go here) to hand in my essay, teacher wasn’t there and didn’t have a message board, so I slid the paper under her door, hoping she’ll find it. Ran to Williams (another building), ran up the stairs and barely made it to class on time (she shuts the door at exactly 1 o’clock and it locks). Had to sit through that nightmare of a class. So many times I wanted to either yell at the teacher or that annoying kid, or just walk out. I didn’t, I restrained myself. When that was over, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Rushed passed Marc (I don’t think he saw me…gods I hope not…) Got to my dorm as soon as I could ‘cause I could not get any air to my lungs (at least that’s what it felt like). My lungs were seriously on fire. Said hi to Ashley as she left and I entered Tallcott (dorm building) (hopefully she didn’t notice), slammed the door in the room, threw open the window and tore off my jacket and tried to breathe. Am now breathing fine, must get ready for my next class where creepy wrestler guy (yeah, just found out he was a wrestler…skeevy…) can stare at my boobs for an hour. (Okay, maybe I’m being pessimistic about that, maybe he isn’t always staring at my breasts, but still, I’m ranting and therefore can say whatever the hell I want.)

But, on the plus side, cute grand canyon guy in Personal Essay class sat next to me, and we talked a bit, and…*swoon*. He’s grand fun. And also on the plus side, my next (and last) class is Logic, and that always seems to put me in a better mood. (I love that class. It’s so much fun.) And I’m going to go see 21 Grams tonight (the movie we’re showing), and tomorrow is Shattered Glass (can’t wait!!!) and Sunday we’re showing Dirty Pretty Things. I’m going to go see all of them. (It’s indie week for SAB if you can’t tell.)

Oh, and I have to work the movie tonight. (I’m also going to go see Martha Nussbaum talk. It should be interesting.) I hope I hope I hope Marc isn’t working the movie tonight. Love ya to death kid, but there are few people in this world who can make me mad the way you do, and I’m just not in the mood for it. But I can’t wait for the weekend. It is going to be a calming weekend…doubtful, but you never know, it could happen. I can’t wait for spring break. The first time since I’ve been here that I can’t wait to go home. But, I’m just so stressed and busy. I know it is probably due to the fact that midterms are next week (only one midterm, thank you), but it is rather insane. When I get home, I’m not doing anything but lay in my bed all week…nice thought, will it happen? Probably not. But that’s okay.

Thursday, February 26, 2004

Haven’t updated in a few days. I’ve been rather busy. But, here is a quick update about what is going on in my life as of now. Well, we shall begin with Friday the 20th. We went out to dinner. That was pretty much it. We went out to dinner, Ashley, Shira, Kate and I, then we went to Target, then we spent an hour and a half in Borders. Good times. Then on Saturday, we all went to Syracuse to go shopping. (All meaning everyone mentioned above, plus Kristi and Lauren.) It was fun. Big mall. Very big mall. They have a carousel in it, so Ashley and I rode that. (I also talked to Nicole on Saturday. That was good fun.) And then on Sunday, sleep is good. And did homework…And…I really wanna say we did something else, but I can’t remember. And I got a very strange call on Sunday. You’ll never guess who it was…go on, try…times up! Bud. Yes, that’s right, Bud called me. It was weird, but I was very happy to hear from him. I haven’t heard from him in so long. He sounds like he’s doin’ okay. His sister is pregnant. She’s going to have a daughter. Yay for Xanadu!!! And…Then, Monday…what did we do Monday…I know we did something…Didn’t we? God, this update is kinda pathetic…Sorry about that. Well, Tuesday, I was supposed to go see “The Passion of Christ”, but I couldn’t go because I had so much fucking work to do. And I was much bummed that I couldn’t go see it. I still want to see it though. (I know what you’re thinking, “hi, Amanda, have you never met yourself? Why do you want to go see it?” But I want to see it not because of its religious value (sorry Ash and mom) but because of all the controversy surrounding it.) But, yeah, pretty pissed I couldn’t go see it. But we went to Wegman’s instead. (Yeah, not much of a comparison, but it is when you’re with the right people. Even a trip to the grocery store is fun sometimes.) Then Wednesday…which was yesterday…I…went to class…yes, I’m fairly certain that I did go to class. And…yeah. Now it is Thursday, and I still have lots of work, but it’s okay, because I can wait for the weekend to do most of it…I think…

And that is that…I’m tired. I’m seriously about ready to fall asleep at the keyboard…so I’m going to sleep a bit. Until “Friends” comes on. Yay Friends! Okay, done now.

Saturday, February 21, 2004

Today is Alan Rickman's 58th birthday! Happy Birthday Alan Rickman!!!

Friday, February 20, 2004

I had another random panic attack today. Luckily, it was on my way back from class, so I was able to get to my room before I completely fell over. Nah, it wasn’t that bad. I’m beginning to think that my lungs and windpipe just like to collapse on themselves to make life more interesting. I don’t like it, I prefer to be able to breathe, but I guess I shouldn’t try and take away their happiness. These are things I need to live, and I would not want to make them mad by taking away what gives them joy. Anyway, all better now. I didn’t faint or anything. Just needed to breathe. So, all better now.
And I don’t feel good. So I’m going to end it here.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

Top Ten Things That Really Piss Amanda Off:

10. Kids that play with jelly fish, then complain because “the jelly fish wasn’t playing nice”
9. Kid in creative writing class with the voice
8. My bitter useless creative writing teacher.
7. People who complain more than I do. (It’s hard, but some people actually pull it off.)/ Pessimists
6. “Rich people attitude”
5. Skinny people complaining they are fat
4. Stupid People
3. My brother
2. Not willing to try something new
1. Close-mindedness

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

I think I’ve decided that people shouldn’t rely on other people. It just doesn’t seem right, or fair. Because let’s face it, everyone is going to let you down. The ultimate end is nothing but despair, pain, anguish and all that fun stuff. Humans just seem to be creatures that look out for their own skin, and neglect others. Now, don’t think I’m condemning everyone and leaving me in the “good” zone. I admit, I do this too. I can be reliable, but like everyone else, I’m not always. So I think maybe I just shouldn’t rely on people. Hell, why not just erase every thread of contact with others while I’m at it? People only bring you despair anyway. Maybe I should just be a hermit and live alone, in a cave, in the woods…of Ireland (^_^)…
Well, totally on a different tangent, I was thinking of nuking my livejournal. I mean, I can’t stand looking at it. Well, I love it, it’s fun, but I don’t like looking at it and only seeing my writing. It just doesn’t sit right with me. Maybe I can double up on my journal, and post these things there too? And also post some writing there as well, but just so I’m not always seeing my writing out there with no cover. I don’t know, I guess I’ll just double up on my journal.
And speaking of journals…I realize that I am censoring myself a lot more lately than I used to. And I for one don’t like it. Because contrary to popular belief, I do like to post every little thing here, and I just feel like I haven’t been doing that. Now, as much as I want to just screw the censorship deal and write every thing that pops into my head (whether it be good, bad, or just plain ugh!), I know I can’t. It’s not that I can’t handle it; certain people have shown that they cannot handle the truth when I put it out there. (Hell, they even have issues with my opinions.) But….you know what? Screw this. You now read this at your own risk. If I have something to say or whatever, I’m going to say it. If you can’t hack it, don’t read it. So don’t get mad at me if I’m flipping out on you or something that you said or believe in or whatever. Just know that you have been warned, and I will do whatever the hell I want. What’s the worst that could happen? Everyone just dumps me because I’m human? Like I stated earlier, people are not always reliable, and I can be a jerk. But don’t judge me for having the balls to say what I feel and/or think.

Monday, February 16, 2004

I went to this ASL group meeting thingie tonight, and it was okay. Actually, I was kind of disappointed because no one from the group showed up. I went with Erin and Christine, and the three of us were the only ones there for a while. But then this deaf guy saw us signing and came up and we talked to him for about an hour. Actually, it was mostly Christine talking. I froze, because let’s face it, that’s what I do. Hopefully next time there will be more people there.
Well, last weekend was Rickman Weekend ’04. So I kicked it off with Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves…twice. (LOVE that movie!!!!) And then I went and saw Love Actually, which was amazingly awesome by the way! I can’t wait until that comes out on video. A must own. And then I watched Dogma, and then I watched X-Men 1 and 2. (Okay, X-Men broke the Rickman Weekend, but still, they are very good movies.) Yeah, a big movie weekend for me. Kristi’s family was here for the weekend, so she stayed in the hotel with them, so I got the room to myself, which was really nice. It’s amazing how much work one can get done if left alone. (Yes, I did do my homework. I did do something else besides watch movies.) And Wayne was here this weekend. We love it when Wayne comes, because he makes Lauren so happy. They are so cute. He left today.
And…okay, I think I must end it here, because Kristi is already sleeping, and I’m afraid all this tapping on the keys is going to wake her up. So I’m done now.

Oh wait! Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban is released in 104 days!!! ^_^

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

"Why do you insist on putting me back together when I am fine scattered here on the floor?" Well, I thought it was a good quote to start things off with.
Well, obviously I was in a very bad mood the other day. It's just that some people really don't deserve to be considered. At all. The moral of the story is...you can fuck with me all you want, just don't fuck with my friends. :)
I found some new freckles on the back of my hand today. It's weird. People say they know things as well as the back of their hand, but how well do we know the backs of our hands? It's not like we go around memorizing them...well, at least most of us. I don't know. I just thought it was weird. I don't think I ever realized I had freckles on the back of my hands. Well, maybe I did know it, but I chose to forget it so that I could rediscover it later. What people won't do to entertain themselves...

Sunday, February 8, 2004

FUCK YOU!!!

Fuck you! Fuck the world! You know who you are and you really need to grow the fuck up! Get over youself and start respecting people! So back off, and go do whatever the fuck you want with your life, just leave me the hell out of it!!!

Friday, February 6, 2004

Let’s see…where did I leave off? Right, Spencer. Well, I also got a printer! YAY!!! It’s a very happy thing. And…The other day…Wednesday I wanna say…I got the crackers that my aunt Kristy got from England. So we all got together and opened our crackers. It was fun. It was great, at first, no one would pull theirs, so I had to pull mine first to show them that it wouldn’t explode in their face. But it was great fun. All sitting around in our paper crowns telling jokes and playing with our new toys (just like Tea, without the tea).
And…golly….oh yeah! Monday, a hypnotist came and I got hypnotized. That was fun. At first, there were about thirty of us on the stage, then he narrowed us down to about 15 in the end. I was up there the whole time. Kate went up there, but she said she went back to sit down sometime in the beginning. I don’t remember. But yeah, I pretty much remember everything that I did. Though they say I cussed someone out, but I don’t remember that. And Matt! Matt was hilarious! Matt was hypnotized to think his name was Cha Cha, and then he danced with a broom. It was funny.
And last night, Spike Lee was here. I didn’t go hear him talk, but I heard he wasn’t that good anyway. And the line was really long. Kristi went by the line about an hour and a half before the thing was scheduled to start and said the line was already out the door and down the stairs and down the hall. That’s insane. But yeah, some people apparently didn’t get in, so they had to go hang out in the pub and watch it on a TV. I’m kinda glad I didn’t go. Besides, Friends was on last night and it was new. (Yes, I’m a Friends junkie.)
And this weekend, Kristi is gone. So I get the room all to myself.
AND!!!! I’m going to England next year! I’m going next spring semester! I so can’t wait! We went to a meeting about it Wednesday night, and it only made more excited!!! I can’t wait!!! It’ll be so much fun! And we have to find our own place to live. They call it “The Flat Hunt”. So we have to go find our own flat to rent. It’ll be awesome! EEEE!!! I’m so excited!!! ^_^

And now I'm watching Bend it Like Beckham. I love this movie! (Thank you Bessie for letting me have it for the weekend!) Probably going to watch it again later tonight with everyone. Who knows?
And I had a Logic test today (the first one of the semsester). Yeah, got done in 10 minutes. I thought it was very easy. So, hopefully that means I did good, right? Right.
And...I talked to Sean and Laura the other day. That was happy. And I had a dream about Nick and Chris last night. I miss Nick. *tear*
And...now I gotta call Nicole back. So, yeah.

Sunday, February 1, 2004

I got a computer!!!!! Finally! I got my very own computer!!! It's silver, and pretty, and its name is Spencer, and it's pretty. ^_^!!!
Yesterday, we rearranged our room. We lofted my bed, and moved Kristi’s, so we’re now in this sort of “L-shape”. And we opened up a lot more floor room. It’s really nice. Now our room looks big…Well, bigger. It took us four hours, but it was fun and well worth it. Even if we had to completely switch beds with Bessie. (Bessie had her bed lofted at the beginning of the year for about two weeks, then took it down, but kept the lofting supplies. So, when I needed them, I had to take her whole bed frame and springs because the lofting material was fitted for her frame, which was different than my bed frame. So Bessie got a new bed out of the deal…kinda.) Then last night, Ashley, Kristi and I watched The Italian Job . That was like the fourth time I’ve seen that movie since I’ve been here. I like it. ^_^
Oh, and on Friday, we (Ash, Kristi, and I) watched Matchstick Men . That was really good. I loved it. Then Kristi and I (and Lauren!) had to work the next showing, so we did. Marc wasn’t working that night, so we got to hang out with Mostafa instead. He’s pretty cool. (He's got a cute smile.) So, then…I can’t remember what we did….
But then today was homework day. I spent most of it doing philosophy and attempted to fix my essay. (Now to be known as the essay from hell.) Yesterday, before we moved the room around, I spent a couple hours writing it. I got twelve pages done, but it is only supposed to be six. Oops. So today I had to work on condensing it. I ended up taking out a couple parts, and changing the font to make it all fit onto six pages. (Don’t most students change the font to make their paper seem longer?...hmmm….)
Oh! And I talked to Crew Kate. We miss Crew Kate. *tear* And I also talked to Sean. That was happy. And…I talked to Roxy. And….yeah….I’m really just babbling now, huh? Okay, then I’m done.

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

I love this song...

"You can climb a mountain
You can swim the sea
You can jump into the fire
But you'll never be free

You can shake me up
Or I can bring you down

We can make each other happy
Oh, we can make each other happy
We can make each other happy
We can make each other happy

You can climb a mountain
You can swim the sea
You can jump into the fire
But you'll never be free, no no, no no

You can shake me up
Or I can bring you down

We can make each other happy
Oh, we can make each other happy
Oh, we can make each other happy
Oh, we can make each other happy, yeah yeah yeah

You can climb a mountain
You can swim the sea
You can jump into the fire
But you'll never be free, no no, no no

You can shake me up
Or I can bring you down

We can make each other happy (make each other happy)
We can make each other happy (make each other happy)
We can make each other happy (make each other happy)
We can make each other happy (make each other happy)

We can make each other happy
We can make each other happy

You can climb a mountain
You can swim the sea

You can jump into the fire
You can jump into the fire
You can jump into the fire
You can jump into the fire"

--Jump into the fire, by Tripping Daisy

Hours later...

I wrote a poem! ^_^!!! Wanna read???? Clicky!!

Monday, January 26, 2004

First thing, happy birthday to Photo Kate and Bessie! They are both 19, and older than me. Happy birthday!!!
Well, for my personal essay class (which I am absolutely loving, by the way) I had to write pieces of a person. Well…kind of. I had to write about a moment with a person who has made somewhat of an impact on my life, and had to reveal a lot about them. I had to do this for two people. Well, I chose my two people, and wrote about them. We were only supposed to write a paragraph, but you know me, once I get into it, I can’t stop. So I wrote about a page for each of them. (I think I did pretty good limiting myself to only one page.) And one of them, wasn’t that bad. The other one is probably the one I’m going to do an essay on. But it just became so personal. Like, when I write this…I don’t know. I shook as I wrote the little piece, and shook when people were reading it. I just feel so…like, if I do write about this, I’m going to expose a lot of people to some things in my life, and the things that no one else either knows, or has forgotten in a drunken haze. I just feel that when I write this, I’m going to be bringing me down, and the other person with me. But I don’t know why I should be so worried. Between the two of us, we know, and we’ve paid our dues…but, I don’t know. I’m probably making too much out of it. I’m done now.

Friday, January 23, 2004

I'm hyper............^_^
oh!! The whole reason I'm doing this update is to...update! Well, I joined the live journal cult, and now have one! Yay me! It is only for me to have somewhere to post some of my writing, and I will still be updating this as often as I usually do. But, wanna see????? Clicky!! Now there is a word that doesn't get nearly enough credit. "Clicky". That is one of the best words in the english language.
Okay. Done now. BYE!

Thursday, January 22, 2004

Tee hee hee...Well, once again, not in the best of moods. But this helped cheer me up. Bush in 30 seconds. I stole it from Annie, and found it too good to pass up.

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

I'm not in a very good mood. Definately not in a people mood. I don't know why...strike that. I could probably figure it out if I thought about it. But I don't want to think about it. I'm just going to stick with not being in a very good people mood....
Oh yeah...and boys! Such a pain in the ass! Such a handfull...yet, so nice at times...hmmm...what to do what to do...
Oh yeah! Down with people!

Monday, January 19, 2004

Today is Annie’s Birthday! Happy birthday Annie!!
And speaking of Annie...

I have rediscovered the meaning of Cocoa Puffs.

Okay, so I got into Ithaca Sunday morning around 1 a.m.ish…yeah, plane was delayed, had to take a cab all the way back to school, and got to rip off a cab driver. But, I really don’t want to talk about my long journey home…

Today was first day of classes. Yay! I was so happy. I get to start the day off with writing! It’s a good thing.
My personal essay class was fun. I think I’m going to like it. There is this older gentleman (about 60 something) in the class, and I’m so excited. I love listening to old people tell stories about their life. (Unless they are trying to teach you a lesson or get all preachy on you.) But, yeah, the class seemed all right to me. And we got an assignment to write a mini-essay about something (we were given prompts). I wrote mine about how I once believed Cocoa Puffs were evil, but no longer do. It’s not quite finished. Still needs some editing. But perhaps I’ll post it when it is done.
So my creative writing class…yeah, gods I hope I don’t sound that pompous when I talk. It was like everyone in that class was trying to out do everyone else. I’m just sitting there like, dear gods; this is going to be hell. And the class was so boring. The teacher started going over the basics of writing (what the difference is between fiction and poetry), and all I could think was “this better not be how the whole semester goes.” Honestly, you would think that if you were in a creative writing class that you already knew the basics, and are just interested in writing and receiving credit for it. (Oh yeah, and to learn to be a better writer too of course…) But, it was just the first day, and first impressions can be misleading.
Intro to Logic doesn’t sound too horribly bad. I’m actually kind of excited about it. (I’m a geek, I know.)
Sign Language 2 was…interesting. A month without even thinking about signing really puts a damper on your skills.
Okay, I think I’m done for now. I must go watch Real World/Road Rules Challenge tonight. It’s the season finale.

Friday, January 16, 2004

I’m so not in a fucking good mood. Grr to the whole world! So what brought this all on? Well, not only was it all the ickyness of my life building on itself, but my mom chose to yell at me yet again for my decision of going to college across the country. She yelled at me for like 13 minutes about it! That’s enough! Yes, I get it that she wants me to transfer to a school in Colorado, and yes I get it that because I go to school in New York I can be blamed for most everything (especially financial stuff), but you know what? I like it in New York! I don’t want to be in Colorado anymore! I’m bored and don’t want to be here anymore! Grr…I’m just getting sick and tired of her always yelling and complaining about me doing what I want and going to school where I want to.
Whatever. I'll be back in Ithaca tomorrow night, and all will be happy once again. I can go on with life, and attempt to forget about all the shit people have been putting me through this last month. Can't wait...

Oh, yeah. I went and saw Big Fish the other day. It was so awesome! I'll gush more about the film (that really seemed to be about my grandfather) later when I'm in a better mood. (I love Tim Burton. ^_^)

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

First things first: I am not the type of girl who owns the same sweater in 7 different colors!
Today is my mom's birthday. Happy birthday mom!
Okay, now that that is out of the way…. I’m so bored with my life. I hate this town; it always does this to me. It makes me forget everything else, and just bores me, which ends up depressing me. I mean, it’s not like I’m just bored because of lack of things to do (though that is a huge part of it), I’m pretty sure I’m just bored with life in general. And I can’t do anything about this boredom…for the most part. Though, I have figured out that when bored, don’t go to a place that does your hair. You end up putting all your hair in braids, or dying it blonde, or blue (*cough*smurf*cough*), or you end up taking off 8 inches, or getting bangs…yeah, don’t go to a hair place when you’re bored…
And just making sure, this is my life, right? So why can’t I decide things for myself? It just seems like everyone else is making all my decisions for me, and not letting me go through with what I want to do. It’s my fucking life, so let me live it! Grrr…I’m just a bit disgruntled…
I can’t stand people. People piss me off. And I’m getting so tired of watching what I say and do in this town. It’s like, everyone has this image of you when you were young, and no matter what you do, you can’t erase that and that is all people seem to see. People change! Deal with it! Stop living in this delusionary world your memory may have made for you. And you can’t change the past, or relive it, so why bother? I mean, it’s no secret that I would love to relive some of the “old days”, but I think I’m finally coming to terms with the fact that the past is gone, and you can’t go back and it cannot be changed (despite my better efforts). But, at least I’m not that naïve about the past. I’ve been really good with not shattering people’s illusions of the past, but I’m getting really tired of it. Who knows, I could snap and ruin everyone’s “good” memories with the truth…the truth can be an evil thing…
Good gods...what I wouldn't give for something to alter the state of my mind right now...
Okay…I guess I’m done…I really had this long post in mind, but now I can’t remember any of it…

Thursday, January 8, 2004

Today is David Bowie's 57th birthday. Happy Birthday David Bowie!

Friday, January 2, 2004

Today is my dad's birthday. Happy 46th birthday dad!
My grandpa had his surgery today. He's fine now. All is well in the world. Thank you for your care and thoughts about it. They were very much appreciated.

Ever seen $11,990? Neither have I, but still today I managed to lose that much. Don’t worry, we found it. But I thought I was going to be disowned. I felt so bad. But we found it, and then we had to blow dry it because it was lying in the snow getting wet. (Okay, it’s not like we just carry that around…It was people’s rent money we were taking to deposit in the bank for the apartments…yeah, they should have known not to trust me with that…whatever. All’s well that ends well, right?)
Okay, that was really about it. I’m bored…I think I’ll go do…. something…hmmm…but what? I could simply stalk around town, like the good old days…I don’t know…
I can’t wait to go back to New York. My mom was very shocked when I called it home, but it feels more like home to me than this poisonous little town. I can’t stand this town anymore. I mean, at first it’s like, "this is nice". Then it gets horrible. This town has a way of trapping the people in it. If you live here, you know what I mean (otherwise, just try and imagine). We’ve all felt that pulling at us to get away, but the truth is that only a handful actually do truly escape. And I plan on being one of those few who are able to escape the evilness of this small town. But it just seems like the longer I’m here, the harder it becomes to remember life outside. Hopefully, I’ll make it through these next two weeks…I get back in New York on the 17th…can’t wait!

Okay, the funniest/funkiest/kinda scariest music video in the world right now is "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" by The Darkness. Have you seen it yet? If not, go here. It's so funny! I love this because it is so...odd. It's an awfully annoying song, but it's so entertaining. Tee hee hee...
OH!!!! Real World: New Orleans is on!!! It's only the best season of Real World! (Even better than Seattle!) Yes, I know, I'm slipping back into my MTV phase...help me now...But Real World: New Orleans! I'm going to be on Real World one day...wouldn't that be annoying? Annoying but oh so cool. But I don't really like The Real World any more. After New Orleans, it all went down hill. (Though Miami will probably always remain the worst season.)

Thursday, January 1, 2004

...Yeah...I got nothing...