Endless ramblings.

This shall have no order and will consist of chaos and dischord.




I'm sleepy.
My phone needs to be charged.
I'm excited for TUF11.
I need to take the polish off of my toenails.
I'm flustered.
My eyes feel heavy.
I have to find the Modern Languages Department.
Registration is today at 600PM and I have class.
My mom won't shut up about Weezer and "Undone (The Sweater Song.)"
Both of my knees are bothering me.
My grandma is back in the hospital.
I feel massively stressed out right now.
School is ridiculous.
The Jazz are winning.
The Knicks lost.
And I think the Kings lost. (I just checked; they did.)
I haven't watched much basketball in the past like, two weeks.
My presentation is in like, eighteen hours.
I have a hair tie on my wrist.
Peopleare frustrating.
This blog is probably going to be long.
I have an FML tab open.
Motion City Soundtrack makes me happy.
My best friend is sitting beside me on the couch.
I want to see Kick-Ass.
And She's Out of My League.
I have to make stuffed shells.
I need sleeeeeep.
I won't go to bed until one or two, I'm sure.
I just scratched my arm.
Ariel just laughed; I just smiled.
Paint dripped down a mirror; it kind of looks like a wishbone.
(Ariel thinks it looks like legs. Really, really skinny legs.)
Commercials are annoying.
Especially Pep Boys commercials.
Carlos Boozer makes his free throws strangely.
Clayton McKinney is cute.
Ariel likes mayhem....Miller, that is.
GSP and Dan Hardy had a pretty good fight on Saturday.
Ofcourse, GSP won.
He's hot.
There's another fight not this weekend, but next weekend.
IE: the day after I wanted to see the Knicks.
No Danilo or David for Jen.
Jen will survive.

Even if just barely.



Blah blah blah.
I don't think 'blah' is a cute word.
Miley Cyrus is a dumb twelve year old.
She acts all grown up and she's not even a legal adult yet.
I bet she'll be the next sperminated tween celebrity; I'll laugh. A lot.
Fonts can either compliment or destroy one another.
IE: King Cool KC should NOT go with Stencil STD.
BUT, Violation CAN go with Stencil STD without being a mess.
I think I broke my toe.
I have five tabs open.
And there is one line of volume showing on my speaker.
I should probably remind Liz that registration is today.
My nails look icky.
I get paid in two weeks.
It's my parents' anniversary.
Justin Beiber looks/sounds like a fifteen year old lesbian.
Sorry, lesbians; I know that's kind of an insult.
I hate tanlines.
I never want to go in the sun again.
The sun sucks.
I want to run far away from the fiery sun.
I think Only by the Night is a great album.
This list is getting kind of super massive.
I wish it was winter again.
I hate 80°+ outside.
It probably has something to do with how sucky Florida is.
Kenny Florian is a hottie.
He totes magotes beat Takanuri Gomi.
Ariel had to remind me who he was.
She's reading this over my shoulder.
Thanks, Ariel.
I am going to make a powerpoint on how to survive a zombie attack.
It is going to be amazeballs.
My whole class is going to be jealous.
They're probably going to pick lame topics, like, 'Why you should join a sorority/fraternity.'
....LAME. Super lame. Lame with super lame sauce.
Yeah, I don't care if that made no sense.
I've been up and going since like, eight this morning.
Yesterday morning, technically. So....
Sixteen hours.
That's a long time.
Too long, tbh, imo.
I miss talking to Ricki.
I miss sleeping in.
I wonder how Angela is doing,
I wonder if she's having a boy or a girl.
I wonder if this list is getting on your nerves.
I wonder if anyone is actually going to read this anyway.
I wonder why some of you people follow me.
How did you find me?
That's kinda weird.
Unless I found you first.
Which could totes be the case.

I think I'm going to end this list now.


Goodnightmorning.
xx

Stop talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah.

 Ke$ha is so ridiculously catchy, it isn't even funny.
(Just as an aside, completely unrelated to the rest of the post.)


MOTION CITY SOUNDTRACK WAS AMAZING.
The only thing that would've made it better was having a best friend or two there with me.
Instead, I spend almost all of the Motion City set screaming, singing, dancing and jumping alone.
But I certainly made the most of my experience, despite bumping into a couple random (cute!) boys.
And there was lots of entertainment other than Motion City, because there were loads of people who were smashed.
Of course, as we all know, when there is a combination (mass quantities) of alcohol and college boys, there will be free entertainment (for bystanders.)

Hm.
What else is interesting?
(Not much, really; I'm quite boring, tbh....)
My job is basically quitting on me, because we ran out of money, or something like that.
I was supposed to meet with someone today to find a new one, but I emailed her like a half hour ago and I haven't received a response yet.

Class starts in 45 minutes.
I'm going to be studying Klingon and Esperanto.
I know next to nothing, and I didn't even really study it at all.
But at least I have a little while before class starts, so I can at least look it over once more.






I think that's really all.
I'm actually pretty exhausted.
(Lack of sleep does that to you.)
I don't feel like blogging anymore.

Que triste.





Guten Tag.
xx

I can't stand it.

Like, literally, I am so excited that I can not stand it.

My best friend is in Ireland and I miss her.
Her birthday was Wednesday and I didn't even talk to her. ):
BUT she's coming back (fairly) soon! We're past the halfway point!

I am MASSIVELY excited for  Motion City Soundtrack !
My school somehow managed to get them to play our Homecoming Block Party.
I am so ridiculously excited that I don't really think I could articulate it, even if I tried.

UFC 111 is next weekend.
Georges St. Pierre vs. Dan Hardy.
I won't lie, that's probably going to be an amazing contest.

And finally, I am excited to sleep.
I haven't had quality sleep in like, a week now.
And it's hopefully going to be a nice, quiet night for me. (:

That is all.
I'm done bragging. (;

Guten Abend.
xx

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incredible.

Literate?
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I know, I know.

I just keep talking that blah, blah, blah.
(and by that, I mean I ramble aimlessly about things that other people don't care about.)


I Twit entirely too much.
I've been trying to cut back.
I can't say it's working very well.
I keep getting close to 1000 Twits....
At which point I go back and delete some irrelevant ones.
And I created an entirely different account for my basketball shenanigans.
That way, people who don't care about it aren't bothered by my angry/excited/etc rants.


Spring break is over in....ten hours. I have to be awake in....eighteen hours. And I have my first class back in....about twenty-four. I'll get home, bitchy, cranky, and exhausted in about twenty-eight.
I won't lie to you, break has been delightful, and I wouldn't be against skipping tomorrow, however, I just did the math, and I pay over 120$ per class, whether I'm there or not, and that would be $240 down the hole.
And, because my Grammar and Linguistics teacher has missed two days already, and I missed one day with two classes, I'm already down $480. Awesome.

You know what the worst part is?
I'm dropping all this money on college, and I have no idea what I want to do with my life.
None. Not a single idea, whatsoever. I'm just hoping this stupid business degree lands me a decent job. And by decent, I mean one that pays the bills and doesn't leave me wanting to kill myself every day after work.
And on top of that, I don't even have friends on campus. I know and talk to TWO people (and by that, I mean they friended me on Facebook) out of all four of my classes.
Last semester, I managed to make two friends in my classes, and one is back in Jersey this semester and the other isn't in any of my classes.
In the wonderful words of the precious Peter Klaven, I need to get some f*cking friends.


I was thinking about Alice in Wonderland again this morning as I was cleaning up the kitchen and making coffee. I always thought Alice was polite, and mild-mannered, however, in this movie, she more or less used and ordered everyone around, without as much as a single 'thank you.' That quite bothers me, considering its a children's tale, and it is more or less promoting bad manners.


I'll stop talking that blah, blah, blah now.
(Yes, I know, I've been infected with the Ke$ha virus, bleh.)


xx

Pre-Game Blog

The Knicks game starts in a few minutes, so I'll keep it short.

Spring Break has been wonderful so far. I am terribly saddened by the fact that it is only one week long, because I always thought that it seemed so much longer.
My week, at a glance: bonding with best friend; the Crazies; picnic; Qdoba with Karli; freckle twin; Alice in Wonderland; not sleeping; lots of basketball.
And that's not all, because the Break isn't over just yet. Tomorrow, I'm going to see a baseball game, Stetson vs. Harvard. :D

Let me just say, Alice in Wonderland was not at all what I expected. Apparently, Alice had a sequel, which is just fine, however, I can't remember a thing that happened in the original, so when I watched the 2010 movie, I was horrified because I had no idea what was going on. I guess things made sense as the movie went on, but still, not happy about that. I guess I should research movies before I see them, because I can't be as lucky as I was with the Crazies every time.

Qdoba is always wonderful. Not sleeping kind of sucks. Basketball is alright.
Also, I hated my freckles until I saw that Karli and I have a bunch of the same freckles.

And the Knicks are on.
Maybe they can win again tonight.
I think that would be just wonderful. (:

Goodnight.
xx