I have a question, but first there needs to be story because I feel that a simple question is not enough to express my befuddlement with this issue.

So I'm sitting in my room and my roommate is playing Christmas carols on the radio and the Do you hear what I hear? song comes up with some guy singing it (this will be important keep it in mind) and she says, "Oh I like this song." To which I answer that it creeped me out because they used it extremely effectively as a horror movie song in Gremlins.

About three hours later...

The Do you hear what I hear? song comes up again sung by song crooning chick and Kalyn goes, "Oh I love this song" and I say, "Nah it still creeps me out." And she goes "Oh this is not the same one." To which i answer "...It totally is." And she tells no it's not. So I'm sitting in my chair really confused and then I go track down the Gremlins song and I listen to it and it definitely is the same one that the chick's singing on the radio, same words and everything. Then, I have Kalyn listen to it and she says "Oh but this ones not the same. The guy's singing it."

HOW ARE THEY NOT THE SAME SONG????

today is thursday. the last thursday in november which means thanksgiving. so i think that it's right that i be gracious and thank the powers that be for crazy relatives that give no notice before they show up on your doorstep. thank you powers that be, but i think you should re-think your plans next time.

I love the Onion. It is awesome.

I'm very tired. Why are all my papers always due at the same time???

i have decided in this month, the month of my birth, that reading will/bran is basically like reading merlin/arthur

It's been a while livejournal.

I really have nothing to say.

They're cutting hours at work. They didn't take any hours away for me. How weird is that? I missed my first shift (by accident, but still) and I'm in general a terrible employee, but hey someone upstairs must like me.

I have social psychology in half an hour. It'll only be my second class...it keeps getting canceled. First inauguration and then snow day. Oh yeah I had a snow day on tuesday. How cool is that?

Um...I just want it to be Friday.

went swinging today. that was fun...a bit messy. and yesterday i got to know jumping bean's iguana godzilla. :)

oh and also i think i will avoiding alex esteves for the next couple of weekends he's supposed to show up to visit his brother and he's like we should and hang and internal abby is like noooooooooo (you're nice but noooooooooo). *face palm* i'm a terrible person

and on that lovely note i will start pacing up to go to my classes...er class. i only have one today.

hello, livejournal. it has been a long time, but i have not forgotten thee.

so i think i've official scared my new friends. i
all in all i miss my buddies who are as weird and nerdy as i am but weird and nerdy without scaring me
mostly things are good...except for the research paper which i could do without. you wanna do something about that god?
and did i mention that i forgot how utterly cute and amazing akira is? he's  amazing and adorable and i love him.

....and also i know that i've gone insane when i go to the gym to watch tv.

procrastination you have not failed me. you have repaid me back many times over in fact. i love you, procrastination.

    I have two things to say. The first pertaining to health and the second to nourishment. Firstly, I seem to have contracted some sort of cold. Being under the thrall of said grippe my nose has been atrociously stuffed up and I was forced to breathe through my mouth and thusly drooled all over my pillow during the night, much to my despair and consternation. Beware of the grippe, my friends. To ward it off I suggest orange juice, but alas it is too late for me and I must suffer the consequences of my dearth of vitamin C. Fortunately, I am feeling much better and am greatly relieved to report that I can now sleep with my mouth closed.
Secondly, I must applaud the genius of the creator of Smores Poptarts. For without these marshmallowy, chocolatey rectangles of deliciousness I do not think I would have survived my period of convalesence. I also recommend, for those who fall to the grippe, that you being a strict regiment of hot chocolate as a supplement to your orange juice consumption. There is nothing so good as hot chocolate with french vanilla flavoring when you are bedridden.

This is my message, friends, take it to heart. Truly, I have only your best interests in my mind.
 
I would also like to note that I seem to have caught a bug of a different sort. I cannot for the life of me explain the sudden and strange onset of this somewhat archaic diction. I do believe it is a reaction to the abundant idiocy that I have been exposed to on the television channels known as MTV, BET, and VH1 to the laymen. Did you know, reader, that Paris Hilton is in search of a new best friend and Lauren from the Hills is fighting with Stephanie, Spencer's sister, over an ex-fling named Doug? I do. I'm afraid that no amount of vitamin C or hot chocolate will help in this untoward battle. Wish me luck, friends. I will need it.

They took away my gmail chat D:

hmm...so i'm here. at college. feeling much less urghhh why am i here? but there's soooo much work. on the upside i've actually finished my psych paper and i wasn't working up until the last minute. i have time in the morning when i don't have to do it. yayy :DD

i want this week to be over so i can sleep. of course the sleeping thing is basically me staying up late and then not taking advantage of the fact that i have no classes before noon, but whatever.

i don't think i have anything planned/due tomorrow, but you never know i have to check my email. they send a ridiculous amount of emails. i look in my inbox and i'll have like eight so i'll go thru them and then delete them then i come back after classes and bam! like eighty more emails. i don't even want half of them. D:

....that's what i wanted to do. my laundry. i meant to do it today. whatever.

it's been really pretty here lately. The sunset was pink today. it wasn't an obnoxious pink either it was nice coral yellowy sort of pink like one of those light pink roses that sort of fade into yellow at the tips and the water was reflecting everything all sharp and clear for some reason so it looked like you had opened up a clam and found a whole rosy gold glowing world inside. anyway it was gorgeous and that's why i love it here mostly. i just want to keep a snazzy camera around my neck at all times so i can take pictures. it'd be the same picture over and over again, but i don't think i'd get too horribly tired of it.

right enough of this waxing poetical. all's good on the dorm front. (i can't same home front because..well it's not exactly home so dorm front)

ps one thing i love about college life. i don't have to make my own food. :)

My Chinese workbook says b’s are bilabial unaspirated plosive and p’s are bilabial aspirated voiceless plosive and I musn’t forget that f is labio-dental fricative. I feel like I will break my teeth on these letters the way they’re describing them.

WTF textbook it’s not that hard!!!

first day of classes over. i had psych and math. math was math class and is by definition not fun, but it didn't seem too hard either so good. psych was interesting and i'm looking forward to tomorrow. it'll be my chinese day. learning about shanghai and mandarin and all that.

...oh and i didn't buy my math book, but small detail, right?

in conclusion, i think i can do this college thing.

oh right. i should speak on professors and the like.

math proff looks like a mountain man complete with long white hair and beard.
annnnndddd the pysch guy was umm young with reddish hair and lisped a bit.

So I’m here at college and I should commemorate it somehow I suppose. Though I’ve feel like I’ve written it down or talked about it about four or five different times before this, but here goes for posterity’s sake or something or other.

Day 1

Moving in. I live on the third floor. There were stairs. ‘nough said.

Roommate sophomore. Did not show.

Parents left. There were tears. I had a headache the rest of the day.

Met orientation group. Group 17. Leaders. Nathan and Kelly. Kelly is my cousin’s perosnality clone. Ice-breakers suck. I was Apple Abby for the rest of the day.

Ate food. Something gave me a stomach ache. Maybe it was the lemon pasta. Staying away from that from now on.

Went to stupid trivia thing with loud music and flashy lights. Now exactly the thing you want to go to when you’re nauseous.

Skipped Ironman. (still disappointed).

Went to sleep.

All in all homesick.

Day 2

The sun was almost shining and things looked shinnier by daylight.

Breakfast with Orientation group. No longer nauseous, but now cautious of food. Bacon is good though.

Listened to speeches in hot sun because my group didn’t get there earlier enough to get seats under the tent. Lucille Clifton (poet woman) spoke. Interesting to listen to. Wish she was still a professor and not retired.

Discussed summer reading. Hid in corner.

Lunch. Less wary of food.

Hung out with girl from orientation group. Kalyn. Less alone. Optimistic.

Adviser meeting. Guy totally not helpful. Talked about karate and then beat a hasty retreat.

Saw hypnotist. Very funny. Found out I apparently am not susceptible to hypnotism. Nice to know.

Roommate still MIA.

Day3

Community service day. Weeded for an hour, then went to play by the docks.

Saw jellyfish and minnows. Kelly got stun. Apparently jellyfish stings feel like they’re fucking on fire.

Bought books. Was horrified at cost.

Got free stuff at Campus Center Night.

Day4

SexSignals (an improv group) was hilarious. So glad I didn’t skip it. Reacquainted myself with Anna Weaver aka horse girl from middle school.

Filled out stupid survey.

Wandered around campus with OLs.

Roomate appeared.

Roommatebrought loud friends into our room.

Speechifying. Stood in line to sign stupid book. Met CAP girl Lisa.

Walk in on roommate and boyfriend. (NO it’s not what you think!) They were lying on her bed watching TV, but even so awkward.

Escaped to Kalyn’s room.

AIRBANDS. People dancing aorund in weird costumes and being all together ridiculous. Much laughter.

Day5

Nothing scheduled.  Parents brought a few more things. Spent day with them, wandering around town. Not much around. Lots of water. There’s a beachy place with shops and the like. I like that place. It had ice cream and a candy shoppe.

Residence Hall meeting.

Roommate MIA again. Like it that way.

Typing on LJ about college life and listening to random Japanese music and avoiding partying. I’ve confirmed my loser status.

In conclusion, I don’t think me and my roommate are going to get along so I’m going to become an expert in passive aggressiveness. I’m a wimp and am homesick, but that’s getting better! Really it is. Fairly content and excited for classes tomorrow even if it is math.

I've decided that I'm long over due for a posting, not that anyone really reads my posts, but I feel like I should post at the beginning and at end of things so I can go back and say, "awww, look how awkwardly dorky I was (am) commemorating events in my life!"

So here it is. The beginning of the end. Senior Exams. Yeah...well they start tomorrow. Okay, that's enough of that.

I guess after graduation I'll take stock of my last four years and get all nostalgic, but at the moment I have just this to say JENNY WANG SIGN MY YEARBOOK!

Now for my reasoning. Jenny should sign my yearbook because...

....yearbooks are all about capturing the high school experience. Therefore, Jenny, the capture of my high school experience would be incomplete without you. Nyah, so there. I have no other reason, but I think reason one is very good and logically thought out and cannot be denied.

Oh, one more thing. ANAHIT! You are evil and corrupted me. I can't believe you seduced me into slashing Will and Bran. Desecrating my childhood memories, you should be ashamed of yourself, you shingles-having temptress.

alrightzz am donez

well i think that will record what i did for my 18th for posterity.

firstly, i was confused so i called anahit and she informed me that we were all meeting at my house. my reaction to this information: WHAT?! (and about 50 more exclamation points :D)

secondly, i hang up the phone and jenny rings the doorbell. first thought: jenny? (many question marks). second thought: i need to clean up so mom doesn't freak.

thirdly, we argued whether to go to ihop or friday's. decided katya would drive.

fourthly, we arrived and found friday's was an hour wait. went to ihop. (other people arrived)

fifthly, talked and ordered food--people came with ice cream and sang. was embarrassed/happy. (i have awesome friends)

sixthly, brought maiden lotto ticket. (think i will be a gambling addict in late life)

seventh, went home to watch pride and prejudice.

eighth,  opened jenny's present.  it was extra extra cool and much loved. (will be worn all throughout college and will probably have to disintegrate before i stop wearing it)

ninth, watch pride and prejudice keira knightly version. (sorry i was growly throughout the whole thing. i just didn't get why they changed stuff, but maybe i'll like it better on a second watch--this mr darcy looked much better than colin firth:D)

tenth, everyone went home and left me alone. (i dreamed strange dreams)

all in all a very satisfying birthday party get together-ish thing. jenny's next!

To friends and to whom it may concern,
Since the completion of my eighteen year is fast approaching, I feel it is necessary to make some sort of statement. And my statement will be my reactions on the subject in order of intensity.

1. idontwanttogrowuppleasepleasedontmakemeitsscarrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyy
2. whoa cool
3. does this mean i get to drive?
4. o.O lotto tickets...275 million dollars anyone?
5. cigarettes....will probably kill me
   

I think with that I have firmly established my immaturity and I hereby promise not to get any more mature because if I do I think something in my head will get over-wound and spring loose. All in all maturity will be bad for the gears and cogs in my brain so I will stave it off as long as possible in an attempt at self-preservation.

Well, that's that and I don't remember if I completed the list of things I was supposed to do or if i even had a list, but in any case it probably wasn't hugely important and I've gotten into college so it's literally the end of the world as I know it.

good-bye dear friends

on a side note i can wash my own clothes *glows with pride*

i have chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs. take that mcdonald's.

I'm super excited! i will tell my story.

    so i had a nobuta craving the other night. therefore i went a-hunting. dorama hunting.
    i found a handy dandy lj comm which was helpful, but it  had no hardsubbed nobuta. then i remembered bookshop posting a handy dandy link to a place where i could dl nobuta hardsubbed and i was all yayyy nobuta then i remembered that it had a weird .kon extension. so i went and scoured the internet (by which i mean i googled) how to change extensions and google in all its vast helpful glory gave me the answer (which was simple but i got it).
    nobuta was then dl-ed and the extension changed to the all powerful .avi. God (meaning me) looked about for cds. upon finding cds God set about burning the nobuta onto the disk. it all went off without a hitch, but god did have to keep running back and forth because project runway was on in the next room. once nobuta was burned god crossed her fingers and put the cd into the dvd player in hopes that it would play. and it did! God, then, watched the dvd she had created and thought it good.

now i have nobuta that i can watch on my new big screen tv and i am happy