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Monday, May 12th, 2003
1:13 pm	doodeedoo went home this weekend and stuffo note to self: dont use a disposable camera ever agaaaiiinnn BOOOOO TO MY SEMIFORMAL AND MUIR MUSICAL PICTURES TURNING OUT BAAADDLLYYY. so i got some quality pictures but they were mostly of anne janet erin and marty WHO I HAVE MILLIONS OF PICS OF ALREADY BESIDES MARTY. got a picture which pleases me of mike with rory who is apparently impressively photogenic. a picture of ken looking way too red for having half a beer. a picture of me looking...really not together...surrounded by people looking normal. asss usual. my pic of the brass section in front of the set turned out poopie. thats right, POOOOPIIIEEEE. lUckily i took sOme pics with the digital so not all is lost. and double luckily i got a nice pic of janet and geoff on the beach so janet will stop harassing me. in other news, going home this weekend was definitely a quality event. bought hook with my meal points and watched it with david. it was amazing as usual, much to klaus's dismay who seemed a little worried that my brother and i derive such joy from it. but really...HOOOK?? how can you not love it? the music is sooo great, and provided at least an hour of entertainment for me and david, who decided to march around the house singing HOOK HOOK WHERE'S THE HOOK? HOOK HOOK WHERE'S THE HOOK? along with all the background music that goes along with it. this did pose a slight problem though. is it hook hook WHERE'S the hook? or is it hook hook WEARS the hook?? after a very serious and thought provoking discussion david and i decided it was WHERE'S because its when shmee is marching with it down the isle of the ship and everyone's looking...still not sure though... daNANAdaNANAdUduduuuuuuuuuu. <= me singing background to hook hook where's the hook. well whatever. klaus will appreciate it someday. if its not hook then itll be moulin rouge:0) yeahhh good idea amy:0);0) didnt get to see janet or jen at alll but little klaus and parents saw them at coldstone's so at least i saw them by association. you better give me pictures! went to the deli and i got the usual egg salad sandwich on a dutch crunch role with lettuce and onion. ate half of it. left the rest at home for my dad to devour. goooo me. klaus got the godfather which he finished which would normally be not impressive if he hadnt told me the only thing he ate all day last wednesday was SOUP. dooode you better shape up before the boys get to you this summerr. oh so my dad's ridiculous and always saves the salt until i come home. the salt as in the salt used to soften the water at our house. as in REALLY REALLY HEAVY chunks of salt in REALLY REALLY HEAVY and huge bags. so for him this is his interpretation of a father daughter bonding experience. as soon as i come home he goes. AMYYY ITS TIME FOR THE SALT!! you're jUst in time! so then he drags me out to behind the still-broken-from-when-the-tree-smushed-it pool house where the salt is stored in a shed surrounded by mocha poop. then we heave the bag out together and open it and pour it into this water softening machine thingy. so yes, according to him summer will come just in time for us to do it again. yesss! in a good mood now because i finished polisci paper which equals the completion of my last midterm until next year! oh oh OH and i just remembered i got a great picture of me and erin with matt smushed in the middle of the back of jason's van on the way to santa cruz over spring break. this discomfort was a direct result of klaus selfishly hogging the front seat. well at least i got a good picture out of it:0[] besides one not so excellent hitch being back in los altos was definitely a high quality idea. seeing klaus was very very good. good job klaus:0):0) in conclusion i'ma take a nap now and hopefully jill will wake me for philosophy because i informed her today that she now has the sole responsibility of getting me to both philosophy discussion and lectures. hopefully she's more reliable at this task than i am... (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, April 24th, 2003
11:05 pm	I want my cheesy poooofs ahhhh i slept through half of wind ensemble! it starts at 7, i fell asleep at 6, woke up at 7:10, thought oh no! i'm late! then thats all i remember until 8:10 when i realized i slept through half the class. BOOO to meee! now that the musical is over that is my only dose of music per week I'M SO MAD AT MYSELF. in more interesting news, PASSOVER ENDED! wooohoooo! i broke it with a chicken paddy (not a double because i wanted to eat other bready things), bread sticks, an egg roll, and cheese puffs. ok, i dont know WHY i occasionally have massive cheese puff cravings but it happened during the musical and rory spent the rest of the night impersonating whoever says south parks "i want my cheesy poooofs" (carmon?? unfortunately i cant keep their names straight...besides kenny) anyways, i've never even seen this episode but now whenever i want cheese puffs i think I WANT MY CHEESY POOOOFFFSS and i feel lame because i havent even seen the episode. so in conclusion, Daaaannn hook me up with that episode this summer:0) sPEAking of DAN, my glasses are broookkkenn and are all crooked and looserish when i wear them. BOO but at least i have some insight as to the difficulties dan must have faced over the course of senior year. yes, i remember gazing over at him during our high quality math lectures and noting how nicely the white tape on the nose piece contrasted the dark frame of his glasses. well, i havent quite reached the point of needing to tape them, but the crookedness is definitely not cool on a couple of levels:0[] oh well, at least MINE are clean:0):0) oh, so i left bio early today because i stoopidly scheduled a muir 50 english conference which intersected with the end of bio. i actually felt bad leaving early though because EVERYONE was walking out. then again, he WAS talking about PUNNET squares. like, not even complicated breeding, it was literally, how to figure out what happens when Rr and Rr are interbred. like...REALLY. and he talks sooo slowwlyyy. i still gotta study lots though, because bio teachers here always seem to pull ridiculously hard questions out of no where. muir 50 conference was SO GOOD. yayyyyy. wayy better than muir 40. i actually like this class:0) so next year i'm living in the res halls AGAIN, but whatever, it should be alright. i keep trying to figure out where my window faces and janet keeps saying i have no window. hmPh i dont want a window anYways. i'll just let whatever smells in my fridge drift into the suite instead a out the window. i mean really, it makes no difference to me:0) oh oh OH, next year, i'm bringing the "AMY" tape to school. yesss i cant wait to blast it for all to hear. Hello AMY, how do you do? i want to sing a sooonngggg for you. some fast songs, some slow songs, some happy songs toooooo. featuring classic lyrics such as: who's that girl IN the mirror? its happy smiling AMYYYY. oh, or how about rubba dubba dubba IN THE BATH. hahaha WOOHOO! in concluuusion: to make up for passover tomorrow i need to eat: TAQUITOS, more bread sticks, a deli sandwich with avacado on an onion roll oh wait, one more in conclusion IINNN conclusion once i make it through next week which will be a ridiculously lot of work, i can relax and look forward to going HOME FOR THE WEEKEND ON MAY 8TH. yAyyyy cant wait:0):0) i'ma do work now. gooodnite! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 20th, 2003
10:21 pm	can you milk me? well i wanna say i've been too busy to update...but i've managed time for aim so really there's no excuse for my lack of dedication to such an important area of my life;0) i dont even know where to starrt since i've been gone from this so long, but heere goes. the first two weeks of the quarter were completely consumed with music, as in, muir musical, as in...how to succeed in business without really trying. at first i thought the play would be bad because my attention span doesn't last through its title, but i was wrong. the actors and singers and dancers were soooo amazing and impressive and the orchestra turned out to be real quality too. we sold out the last two of three nights and let me just say its soo nice to put time into something musically and be appreciated by people rather than just your parents...aka the high school wind ensemble experience. the only other time besides this when i felt i was actually playing for an audience was the jazz band concert last year with the guest artist but anYwayys the best part of this amazing experience was definitely the friends i made thru it. The majority of rehearsals were spent watching quality south park episodes on bob’s computer and listening to rory quote random movies aka meet the parents in inappropriate circumstances. Note to self: it is a bad idea to announce “I have nipples. Can you milk me?” if you are a girl. Yeah I should have let rory take that one. Anyways, said like true band nerd, band is soooo cooool. anyyywayyys the musical ended and i thought i wouldnt know what to do with all my free time but this has NOT been the case. so the musical consumed so much of my life that i didnt spend any time with TGA (jewish sorority) so i definitely spent about three days completely dedicated to that as in, ONE RIDICULOUSLY LONG MEETING THAT LASTED HOURS AND HOURS TO ELECT PEOPLE FOR NEXT YEAR DURING WHICH I CRIED SEVERAL TIMES DUE TO EXTREME BOREDOM and then the next day we finished informal rush by getting to know our new pledges and they are so great! basically the first thing everyone says when they join this sorority is that they're not the kind of person that joins sororities, which as you know was for sUre the case for me, so this makes us all very similar and get along and yes it is very good:0) haha the other day mandy brought over this kid to see my room who might go to muir next year. so i ask him if he's deciding between other schools.. and yeah, he's deciding between nyu COLUMBIA and ucsd. hahhaaha. well i better have done a good job selling my extremely messy single. and then i talked to mandy later and apparently he really wants to come here! dayyymm people do NOT just get into columbia and turn it down. and in conclusion i hate him. oh so my parents have been here since wednesday which means my grandma made amaazzing food. friday night i went to her house and had the best rib eye stake everrrr with these amazing sautéed onion things on top. OHH MY GOOODNESS. (dont worry janet i thought of you;0) anyways it was REALLY cool i got to eat there because i was STARVING because i have very few things in my dorm that are kosher for passover. as in, the day before all i had was a smoothie that wasn't even kosher and two pieces of matza with peanut butter and jelly which kept crumbling and turning upside down in various parts along my room, suite, and stairwell, in turn making everything sticky, and making it possible for everyone in B house to view my mess:0):0) so my grandpa was trying to say the prayer over the wine while my dad insisted on keeping the tv on to watch the breaking news about laci peterson and my mom saying her husband would never be convicted and my grandma yelling incomprehensibly about how so many murderers come from modesto and my brother interjecting that he plays basketball in modesto and my grandpa giving up and humming to himself in hebrew and my uncle yelling to my grandma everything that was being said so she could hear it and me sitting in a corner scared. what a strange world my family lives in...and let me tell you, it seems even stRanger when it transitions so quickly from college life to family life. Ok so then when we could take it no longer david and I ended up back at ucsd and went to the pub to meet up with musical kids and listen to a really really good band play 70’s and 80’s music. Journey, Boston, Styx…and a lot more, but whatever its impressive I know that many bands. They were awesome and it was sooo much fun seeing everyone from everywhere. Hung out with mike, the senior muir musical director who is sooo nice. (after the musical he wrote everyone a personal thank you card annnd gave everyone flowers. I GOT TWO!! Ok so all the girls go two, but whatever that’s not important.) saw caleb who made fun of my height a LOT, but whatever he’s mormon, an insomniac, and had to have half of two fingers sewn back on when he was little, so I WIN. saw steeeve from wind ensemble who yelled at me about not doing pepband, saw jen and jess and ken and my trumpeters rory and bob. Introducing david to everyone was excellent. Saw Erica who had brought her 16 year old sister to whom david said NOTHING. Oh so then we didn’t have enough chairs so we had to drag patio chairs in, which were those uncomfortable metal kind with the back that’s all grated. So yeah the buttons on the back of my jean jacket got stuck in those so I stood up and kept trying to fling the chair off my jacket which resulted in a lot of stares, an embarrassed david, me laughing too much, people asking me if I was drunk for no good reason:0[] got made fun of for the cast party when i decided to mix my own drinks and ended up finding a random shirt, running around the room and making everyone feel how soft it was, and then standing on top of a couch and announcing that it was a shirt and elaborating that its the kind of shirt that you WEAR. i then proceeded to try to bring a snail into the house...but whatever...they'll forget about it eventually...anYways back to the band... Amy: hunched over in a chair with my elbows on my knees looking cool Amy: look david! I’m trying to look “chill!” is anyone noticing?? David: uhh you would never be able to do that unless my arm was around you. Amy and david: ewwwwww Amy: I hate you. So the night ended at 10:30 when david and his uncultured self had had enough music. So I reluctantly pulled out early, went back to the dorm where we played ping pong. Where his goal was to hold me under 5 points. But I got 11. heeelllls yeah. Amy: did you SEE that?? I’m smOkin! You totally missed that! David: amy, I’ve been trying to play with out moving my feet for the last five shots. Next morning woke up early, went to visit family friends in their gorgeeeouuss la jolla house with their adorable 6 month old baby. Soooo cute. I got to hold her!! Aww I haven’t seen someone that small in a long time. Also I got really good food. YESS. Then my family left, grandparents drove me back to school. ARIELE came to visit! Showed her around, stayed with me for the night. Good times:0)got an amazing present from bonnie: a pillowcase all painted with coolio colors that says "STOOPID" and an arrow pointing downward. thanks bonzzz:0):0) In conclusion, things are great:0) such a good balance of music, sorority, holidays, new friends, old friends, family. But yes, things are dying down now and I have to go inspire myself to do work. Ahhhh! So much to catch up on! Happy Passover! And easter! (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, March 16th, 2003
8:46 pm	i hate finals. just to reiterate, i hate finals. in related news, i'm cranky and need to not have a polisci paper to write that i dont know how to write. today energy in my suite reached an all time low when jill called me on my cell from her room 10 feet away. oh and then earlier i tried to take a nap but nooooo luke (who i will call looook) comes in and starts blowing into my leather mexican boots key chain. as in, putting his mouth on it. as in...YUCK! ewwww now his spit is permanently absorbed in the stoopid leather and who the hell would wanna suck on my keychain anyways ewwww. this resulted in me flipping out attacking him and consequently ended up locked in my own closet. (looook is REALLY BIG AND TALL and me trying to grab the keychain from him was a hopelessly impossible task that i now regret doing). anyways by some miracle i managed to not remain stuck in my closet forever and proceeded to take a nap and not wake up till 3 hours later and am thinking I NEED TO BE WORKING NOW. in other news, ahhhh my strange dreams are returrrningggg. however they are broken up and not in total sequence as they once were. hopefully they will return full force relatively soon. so anyways i had this dream about how all the girls in the lahs senior class thought i was the biggest ho ever. and this is like...10 years in the future, and andy was like oh yeah, i remember taht girl amy, she was such a ho. and then someone was like, no she wasn't! and then he was like, i didnt think she was, but at least three girls have talked to me about what a ho she was. and in conclusion THIS DREAM CAN BE ENTIRELY ATTRIBUTED TO TOO MUCH VERBAL ABUSE FROM KLAUS. goddammit. just to refresh everyones memory, i'm not a ho and not all girls talk about each other behind their backs:0[] the rapist: yeah i couldnt make it last week i was really sick amy: aww what'd you have? the rapist: alcohol poisoning on the sunny side of things, i had a truly horrendous wind ensemble concert this week but doooooode the rapist smelled soooo goooood! as in SOOOO goooood. he almost made up for the fact that he is a rapist! oh and before i leave, let me just share another piece of my life with you. my finals schedule...SUCKS. ok so i have one tomorrow. then i dont have another one till thurs from 7-10pm. then on friday i have one from 11:30-2:30, another from 3-6, a paper due, and a plane leaving at 7:20 that i'm probably going to miss. hopefully i will still be alive when i'm shipped back to los altos, and hopefully i will be shipped back on friday and not saturday due to a missed flight. THE END. *cranky* (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 5th, 2003
2:13 am	derrick chan at his worst Heyitzme51: let me make dessert with you some day D Chan Man: u can be my kitchen slave Heyitzme51: oh yay now i'm excited:0[] Heyitzme51: ok ok but you have to let me play really loud country music Heyitzme51: and you ahve to let me sing to it D Chan Man: are jewish slaves good? Heyitzme51: hells yeah jewish slaves are good just ask pharoah Heyitzme51: actually no...that ended badly for him D Chan Man: u better not be no moses on me Heyitzme51: haha i'll part your fancy cake like the sea D Chan Man: well ill turn ur country musci to a thousand locust swamring ur ears D Chan Man: and kill those singers first born Heyitzme51: well i'll turn the water you use to clean your pans into blood Heyitzme51: and slay your first batch D Chan Man: well ill make a blizzard so strong not even faith hill, can over come that with faith or standing on a hill Heyitzme51: derrick that was ridiculously bad D Chan Man: whatever, dont laugh while ill make, Brooks and dun, cry me a river as i broke his brook D Chan Man: Ill destory everythign so badly, Le Ann Rimes wont have anythign to Rhyme with anymore Heyitzme51: hahaha derrick chan at his worst Heyitzme51: i think i should post this Heyitzme51: to show everyone what a true genius you are D Chan Man: haha D Chan Man: no! dont ruin my name D Chan Man: or else ill hurt u like i ddi with WIllie Nelson, and he aint got no Willie no more D Chan Man: anwyas what r u up to *5 minutes later* D Chan Man: you're ignoring me D Chan Man: ur just goign to have to be like Martina McBride, she had to change her last name to make herslef feel better cuz no guy wanted her (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 4th, 2003
11:02 pm	uggghhhhhh soooooooo fuullll right nowwwwww. doode our house had a eating/chugging rootbeer contest. boooooooooooooo. so 4 people from each suite were coerced into playing this awful horrible drinking game. yes at ucsd we play drinking games with rootbeer. anYways, everyone should know that amy should not participate in any sort of contest which deals with consumption of food..or consumption of anything for that matter. anyways it was done in relay form so i was second so deborah did sooooo welllll and then i went and i actually did it in like...a minute! this may or may not be pathetic but i was impressed with myself. but ugghhh duhhh of course the boys won. so i was gonna go to the gym but now i'm too full and it closes in 25 minutes so i'm gonna sit on my ass in front of my computer instead. soooooo fuuuuullll. at least they didnt make me do the hamburger contest. in other news, i got a voice message from my family today david: AMY WHERE ARE YOU I NEED YOU TO SEND ME THAT EMAIL NOW NOW NOW david: p.s. i am really mad at you dad: *in background* oh oh oh is that amy!! let me talk!! dad: hi amy how are you?! dad: amy? AMY? david why isn't she answering me?? david: dad you're so stupid this is her voicemail. *click* i proceeded to call home and i talked to david on the phone for like...a half hour which equals very impressive. david: yeah so their hearing got worse. like, i'm in the kitchen with mom right now, but she doesnt even realize i'm still talking to you mom: *says nothing* david: i'm picking my toe right now amy: thats nice david mom: david why cant you ever talk about anything nice?? ...selective hearing as usual. oh, so my parents are going to vienna for a week, which apparently involves dan glazer staying with my brother at night. whEre is he sleeping?? thats right in AMY's room. whyyy cant he sleep in the guest room?? or in my parents room?? gAh the things i have to deal with. david also informed me that the power was off most of the day at LAHS today. this is apparently because some kid sped out of the parking lot and into one of those power box thingies (yes, drawing a blank on the name of this object). anyways, they managed to shut off the power for the whole school and neighborhood and rally dozens of police and firetrucks. (this happened right across from the fire department). in the words of the los altos boys, *how embarassing* ahh and the rootbeer is wearing off into a dull feeling of disgustingness. p.s. i'm so upset about mr rogers! how could this happen?? no more king friday?? or beautiful days in the neighborhood? where is my childhood goiiingg?? p.p.s. I'M ADDICTED TO MINUTE MAID ORANGE JUICE. as in, when i dont have it for a day, i go thru severe withdrawal. you dont even know what this drink does for me. mmmmmm. ok the end. gnIte:0) oh oh OH last thing i swear. i went skiing on saturday with erin and doode, i've never felt so lucky to have squaw valley in norcal, and sunvalley idaho. these mountains totally spoiled me and my family. not only are the socal mountains wayyy small, but they also have disgustingly awful food. however, i did try bigfooting which was an experience. it would have been much much better in more powder, but they navigate really well in the bumps so perhaps i will go again with david sometime. alright i'm done for real now. byebye:0) Current Mood: full Current Music: i dont think the full face should look happy (Comment on this)
Saturday, February 22nd, 2003
11:35 am	band from 4-11pm...on a FRIDAY so doode, i'm playing in this musical (how to succeed in business without even trying) and yesterday they scheduled rehearsal from 4-10 at night. so of course i get there fashionably late (around 5, which in jewish time is on time so i'm fine) so i realize that theyre in a different room than usual which means theyre crammed in this REALLLLY small space which means when i make my dramatic late entrance i have to part the sea of people like moses and disturb them recording one of the songs and inspire everyone to stare at me and note how late i am. as a result of this i get a really really crappy stand which decides to wobble into everyone in its near vacinity. oh, so mike the director gives us a half hour dinner break which is like, an unprecedentedly (like my word choice?) long time. and who do i walk there with?? kAleb! the nerdy version of edward norton!! ok so his status as trumbone player ditracts slightly from his edward nortoness, but its still rEally trippy how much they resemble each other so all is good until i realize, along with the rest of the brass section, that i really have to go to the bathroom. Rory stoopid figures this out (which wasnt very brilliant of him because i told him) and starts sloshing around his water bottle to the music. this results in ALL of the saxaphones and trombones and french horns doing the same thing. so i get up in my typical amy state of anger and storm out to the bathroom. normally this wouldnt be a big deal, however when i return, rory proceeds to tell me that in my absense they had a vote to extend rehearsal until we make it through ALL the songs. HOW DARE THEY HOLD A VOTE OF SUCH IMORTANCE WITHOUT ME. so now i'm stuck playing my trumpet on friday for gooodness knows how long. the situation is only made worse by rory's discovery that his hand looked like death. (like seriously. it looked like death. as in...i dont know how it could have been attatched to his body. as in, it was greenish, and brownish and drained of blood. do you not SEE what happens when you're forced to hold a trumpet for 7 hours??) so anyways, the remainder of rehearsal was productively spent with me warding off rory's hand of death. ok, so its 10:45 and rehearsal is still going and this makes me very cranky, so i storm outside to call fellow trumpeter Bob, who left early for a concert he "had" to attend. so i complain a LOT and tell him that i'm probably NOT going to the cast party he said he'd drive me to because rehearsal is STILL GOING. normally this would have been very shocking to him except he was DRUNK. this is how the conversation went amy: BOB. I'M STILL HERE. as in, STILL HERE. as in, STILL AT REHEARSAL bob: wtf, i just got out of the concert amy: thats really excellent. i dont know WHAT they were thinking i CERTAINLY dont have the attention span to still be here, can you believe they voted WITHOUT MEEEE?? the NERRVVVEE! etc, etc, etc. so THEN, i go back inside and everyone is staring at me because DUHHH i was talking so loudy on the phone that EVERYONE could here me complain. yeah, thats a little embarassing. AHH you would think i'd be able to censor myself from yelling on the phone by now but noooo that is apparent impossible. (janet and erin say when they talk to me they automatically increase the volume of their voice from talking normally to YELLING so they can match me.) anyways, rehearsal finally ended round 11:15...didnt go to the cast party, but when to an all out 80's dance for like 10 seconds with some suitemates. (yeah thats right, SUITEMATES;0) other things that happened recently include masami visiting and going to the nude beach by accident. OH, i ran into david vorhaus at the La Jolla airport as we were both going back to school. we were both coming out of the bathroom at the same time. how crAzy is that?? anyways, we were both ridiculously tired so i talked to him for about 5 minutes and then headed back to ucsd. i feel like going to the beach to study except i'm too lazy and going to the beach would result in not studying which would defeat the purpose. on a different note, during the frequent lapses when i forget to update, once can refer to janets lj, which sometimes reflects the happenings of my day, and sometimes just talks about her food consumption. but whatever, anything to relieve my own responsibility to update;0) p.s. on thursday the rapist poked me on the nose like a dad would do to his little kid and then proceeded to accuse me of not liking him. the End. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, February 6th, 2003
12:35 am	lots of sex (this is really long so deal with it) ok so amy's theme of the week is definitely sex. i had so many sex related incidents this week it's ridiculous. ok, so here's my week. Chapter 1: lets start with the san diego zoo. [this is the abridged version, for a full report see janets lj, and if you read janets, mine is slightly repetitive] a nice, family oriented place of wholesome education...right? WRONG. nice day, wandering around, everythings good, anne's visiting from whittier. we see some birds, i almost fall down a really really slippery path several times, watched a pigmy marmaset (6 inch monkey) masturbate, etc. wandered around summore, passed a really ugly "bear cat," watched giraffes have sex, paid 3 bucks for a soda... did i mention we WATCHED GIRAFFES HAVE SEX?? ok i guess thats a small exaggeration, what we actually witnessed was the most pathetic male attempt ever to get the female to have sex with him. first of all, his "sex organ" as we will call it for the sake of younger readers extended to like...over a FOOT...and i could tell you more details, but basically it serves the purpose to just say we were standing all the way at the end of the feild and could see the exchange (or lack thereof) of evErything. ok but the best part was not watching the scene (which was really really funny and i could hardly even see lots of it thru the tears) the best part was watching the exPressions of people as they passed. people would pass all interested in the giraffes then theyd look confusedly at the male, and the look on their faces as they registered what was going on was prIceless. the little girl standing next to me looked horrified, the old man in the wheelchair with no teeth was grinning, and i heard a high pitched screeched laughter from some five year old boy the first time the male tried to mount the female and fell off. (should a five year old even know whats going on??? i felt like parents should have been shielding their childrens eyes! this was basically animal porn...LIVE. i'm still not sure I should have been exposed to it! in other news, the zoo was basically really really cool. some woman stepped on a lizard, pierced its tail off, and the tail continued writhing for about 3 minutes and we all stared at it...i saw a REALLY COOL HIPPO I LOVE HIPPOS and while i was watching it i had a conversation with a little kid about how the pieces of "grass" floating in the water were actually pieces of hippo poop, and when i said i didnt believe him, he told me he witnessed the pooping himself so he was sure. awww little kids remind me of the jcc:0):0[] Chapter 2: ok enough with the zoo, lets move on to my psych class. so the topic of this class was food and sex, but my teachers cool and ignored the food part and projected SEX in enormous black letters across the entire room. he then introduces the lecture by apologizing: "i dont know much about sex. i'm british. i feel like an inexperienced professor teaching a room full of experts." after he's done apologizing for his incompetence he puts up a slide which graphs the sexual peaks of a man and woman during 60 Minutes of sex. (he mistakenly read 60 minutes as 60 seconds which was funny in itself.) then he apparently decides to act out the peaks on the chart and is running around the room shouting "ORGASM! ORGASM! ORGASM!" interspersed with occasional reactions from the male. THEN he gets all worked up and starts asking us if we noticed how much better the female experience is than the male and continues lecturing bitterly on how he didnt understand why females dont want to have sex more. then we learned about ideal body types, boobs, and how 42% of males (compared with 28% females) consider themselves good looking. he proceeds to show us clips of insects having sex (as if the giraffe wasnt enough). there was they preying mantis who bites her mates head off...and the second caption read: "Male fly offers female a dead insect. while she is distracted eating it, he mates her." ...well theres a technique for ya...:0\ Chapter 3: (at this point im starting to think i should have divided each chapter into a seperate entry) ok so the book Valley of the Horses consists ONLY of sex. ok, thats a lie, but it was ridiculous how much sex was in this book. its the sequel to clan of the cavebear which was really good about this little girl ayla whos family dies and is raised by neanderthals. WARNING: I TOTALLY GIVE AWAY THE BOOK HERE SO IF YOU ACTUALLY WANT TO READ IT WHICH YOU SHOULDNT WANT TO DO, DONT READ IT. AnYways, in THIS book, she's on her own for 3 years, trying to find her own people, and the ENTIRE book is basically spent in anticipation of her finally running into this guy who you know is gonna be the man of her dreams blablabla (aka AWFUL PLOT) so you basically are spending the whole book waiting for them to meet so she can find her own kind of people which resulted in me getting really bored and skipping about...200 pgs. then she finally meets him...blablabla tension blablabla and then they have sex...a LOT. jen can vouche for me here, the book is like reading porn, no joke. CHAPTER 4: come ON guys did you really think thered be a fourth chapter?? THE END p.s. everyone should take note of alisa's excellent use of capitalization to express yelling in her lj's. (eventually she will advance to the partial capitalization within the word technique, eg: "AnYways" but that requires skill and talent. OH, and, please note her use of "IN OTHER NEWS." goodness, who would SAY that. oh, but mainly i wanted to say that alisas journals are really good quality and people should read them:0):0) ohoh OHHHHHHH GUESS WHAT GUESS WHAT! i learned how to FLUTTER TONGUE today in trumpet sectionals!! ashley tried to teach me so many times and i COULDNT do it, but today Rori stayed after with me and helped me (aka FORCED me to learn) and after like a half hour, I DID IT! i was so happpy i ran around the room screaming and thanking him:0):0) well no… i cant do it anymore...but thats not important. the point is, it can be done, and now i will unavoidably be detected wondering around ucsd practicing this new technique by making gurgling/spittng/tongue rolling noises on my way to class. gross? DEAL WITH IT. SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG! IF YOU MADE IT THRU I'M PROUD OF YA! --AMY (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 5th, 2003
4:23 pm	i'm awake b/c i slept thru class for a reason beyond my comprehension i want to update. however, i am goint to restrain myself from a complete update. yes i know, you desperately dont want me to hold back any information from my oh so infinitely intriguing life, but please dont concern yourself. due to the fact that i'm going out to dinner with my grandparents in...15 minutes (damn old people making me eat at 4:30) anyways yes, i'm going out to dinner with them, which will likely be full of shouting and a minor extent of embarassment. yes so i just came from philosophy/bio and i literally SLEPT thru philosophy. as in, fell asleep, as in, i can only remember walking into class, walking out, and having a brief oonversation with jill about how the reason for our prof. grumpiness today was because he was obviously trying to adopt the persona of our current lecture subject, Hobbes. oh, and the guy who usually sits in front of me decided to paint his nails purple and tie his long flowing brown hair into a bun...or maybe i was dreaming that part. plans for future include: beginning to wean janet off GT3 ASAP so that perhaps by sunday she will be in suitable conditions to study polisci with me. along those lines, i am NOT looking forward to my polisci midterm. but more than that, i'm not looking forward to studying for it, or going over the homework, which, in the words of my oh-so-knowledgeable TA is "hard as hell." and i thought georgetown graduates were supposed to be SMART. hmPh. *bitter* disclaimer: the reference made to my grandparents as "damn old people" is not meant to be taken literally...altho the "old people" part is true, they are generally very nice and give me things. (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 30th, 2003
9:36 pm	in the absence of scary rapist man... i love band kids soooo much! its so great how we all speak a universal language of nerdiness. speaking of that, isn't music supposed to be the universal language?? today i found out that saying is wrong. let's use the example of Gavin, a fellow trumpet player from london who is highly amusing mainly because he speaks incorrectly and is willing to concede to my plea that he repeat what i'm saying in a feigned american accent. today our conductor stops the trumpet section and tells gavin he's supposed to hold the last note out for two counts. this makes no sense because a quarter note is what is written. this conflict produced the following conversation: gavin: *shouts across room* thats not what's written here, its a CROCHIT! conductor: excuse me? gavin: a crochit! its a crochit! *ensemble mumbles confusedly* amy: uhmm..i think he's trying to say theres a quarter note written there gavin: YOU AMERICANS AND YOUR BLOODY QUARTER NOTES. ITS CALLED A CROCHIT! A BLOODY CROCHIT! so apparently the british have a whole musical language that i never knew about. a half note is a millin..or something...when you're counting in a certain time signature. *wierd* anYways, we never figured out how the conductor actually wanted that note played, because we were all thoroughly distracted by gavin and his bloody crochit. so today this kid steve sat next to me which was a new experience, and to welcome him i decided to accidentally poor spit out of my mouthpiece and onto his leg. HAHHAHAHA. i mean, oops. YESss, way to make a first impression amy. anyways, after he overcame his initial disgust and i appologized (and laughed)a lot, everything ran smoothly in that department. and the moral of that story is: when the ice needs to be broken, pour spit on the person. gahhhh there's this really really ugly huge picture of a woman playing a violin and its crooookeed. gAHH it was driving me crAzy the whole time so i tried to fix it but noooOOO it was nailed in that way. everyone seemed to think its because the vis. arts kids hung it that way on purpose. [note to self: dont major in vis. arts] so YAYYY scary rapist man wasnt there today! (look look i rhymed!) ok so theres this creepy forty year old named "nathan" who i usually sit next to (not by choice) in wind ensemble. ewwww he's soooo weird around girls. even the guys noticed this. anyways, through extensive investigation (aka grilling kevin about him) i was able to extract that he is divorced because his wife was a bitch adn that he's taking undergraduate classes and that he works for a water emergency company. basically i think its pretty obvious he's a rapist and i am planning on running home from wind ensemble from this point on. ok, i'm OUT. i gotta go to the gym and then study w/ some philosophy kids for our midterm tomorrow. oh..and i should probably clean my room which is currently disgustingly messy. its sooo embarassinnnngg. its not like my single is the center of social hour, but people definitely come in...and see...everything..because everything is lying on the floor/on the desk/on the bed. at least it currently doesnt smell in here...as of now:0\ (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 22nd, 2003
6:41 pm	no title adequately capturse the content of this entry (aka i'm lazzyy) so i decided it would be a good idea to not check my email for the last three days. this was a BAD idea. ahhh i missed so many thinnnngggss! anyways apparently i'm supposed to be at a muir musical (trumpet thing) right now, but i'm already an hour late so instead im just going to not go and update my journal/be on aim instead. all of a sudden my schedule got soooooOOO bussyyyyy. maybe its just this week but ahhhh i'm never in my suite anymore and always rushing everwhere which results in me falling a lot:0[] so yesterday i had to do this awful awful polisci homework with janet. I'M SO MAD AT IT. and THEN he told us we didnt have to turn it in because apparently EVERyone was mad at it. oh, my suitemate katie, who i've only seen like 3 times which is too bad because she's fun, officially moved out two nights ago. why? because she is living with her boyfriend. oh, did i forget to mention the part where she dropped out of school? yes, she dropped out of school and is now working at a chevron station. doode i'm glad she's happy with her boyfriend but CHEVRON? anyways the most important part about this topic of discussion is that dyane has now deemed her room the "social" room because it is missing a person and is therefore very very big. i guess that means i'm going to have to be social now or something awful like that. ughh so many harships;0) oooOO i went to venice beach on monday. it was soooo coool. i was only there for 30 minutes and the guy that drove me walked ridiculously fast and i thought i was gonna die. but they had that whole muscle beach thing and ppl were working out on the beach and they had rAchet ball which i soooo wanna play there someday And they had basketball ANd they had really good pizza. doode, there were sooo many bongs there it was ridiculous. they had this one hUge one with a GAS MASK attached to it (not that i was paying attention). thats so hardcore! if i ever walked into a party and someone had there face in that thing i would run far away really fast aka walk kind of quickly away from the general area. i ate a whole package of dried mangoes over the last 3 days. bonnie and ali and didi came! it was wayyy fun! we got to see julias place which was nice even tho it WAS pepper canyon aka ridiculously far away from everything. we went to bjs which mainly consisted of me and dawen ignoring everyone else and having a one on one conversation about ear licking. i dont know why more people werent interested in this conversation... anyways, apparently the combined absence of both anne and sandra results in me resorting to holding dirty conversations with dawen. so i've been trying to finish this damn update forEver but i cAAnt because the stoopid AIM icon on my dock bounces up and down whenever anyone IMs me so i CANT ignore anyones IMs so instead of diligently updating i'm having an argument with klaus about how my :0[] face is me being Angry not me waiting for someone to pour alcohol into my mouth:0[]:0[]:0[] Goodness, some pEople...(JENNN PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO MAKE THE AIM ICON ON MY DOCK STOP BOUNCINGGGGG) anYways, it was soooo great having bons here besides the fact that she tOtally overstayed her welcome by making us wait at the bus stop with her for houuuurrrsss so that she could catch her train. even this was good though, because i learned that dawen is my hero because he can jump really really impressively far. seriously it was crAzy. julia and ali were...not so impressive at this game. i wanna go back to LA again soon:0) am i done? i think i'm done. the bad part about updating so infrequently is that i feel like when i do update it has to be for a major event (aka when i got locked out, but lets put that behind us). oh well, if you're disappointed that nothing horrific happened to me this time, TOO BAD. byebye:0) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, January 11th, 2003
3:14 am	waaaaaaaa, booooooo, and locked out:0[] oh my goodness worst experience EVER. so being the loser that i am i decided to take a nap at 8:30 on a friday night and didnt wake up till 2am. then i was like lalala go back to sleep but i couldnt and then i realized i left laundry in the drier so i get up. at this point its like...3 and the halls and everywhere is comPletely deserted because the entire world is either in TJ or fell asleep at 2:30. so no problems so far, i even managed to invent a new laundry technique called pair the socks as you pull them from the drier which proves to be much more efficient than the previous method of dump clean clothes onto dirty dorm floor and sort from there. anYways i'm walking back to my suite and THE FUCKING SUITE DOOR IS LOCKED BECAUSE THE STOOPID SECURITY ADVISORS GO AROUND AND STOOPID LOCK ALL THE DOORS AROUND 1 AM. WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT?? anyways, i OBVIOUSLY didnt have my keys OR a cell phone and obviously EVERYWHERE was deserted. i tried banging on my suite door and NO ONE woke up and i even tried the floor above me and below me to stoopid try to BORROW a cell and no one was stoopid there. so i look up the House advisor on duty who is all the way in TIOGA. so i stoopid treck all the way to stoopid tioga (which is the building right next door but WHATEVER i was in my slippers and big orange boxers and a tshirt so it was COLD and i was NOT happy) so i knock on this HAs door and no one answers and i was like WTFFF whYYY isnt she answering how dAre she fall asleep on DUTY so i banged on the door loUder. thEn i read the post describing lock out situations said that after 12am people are supposed to contact the security officers so i was like AHHH and scamper away as quickly as possible in case i woke her which evidently i did when i was just around the corner and heard the door open. at this point, since she was already up, i should have just talked to her but i was scared she'd yell at me so i shuffled down the stairs in my slippers kinda quickly. so now i dont have a cell and i have to call the security office so i decided to be smart and try to look for a security officer myself. so i'm traipsing around muir stoopid looking for stoopid officers which are usually ridiculously abundant especially on frIdays but there is NO ONE. then i was like waaaaaaah last resort i'm going to janets suite. so i go up to janets suite which looks asleep and i was like SHEEIIT because i was really running out of options besides waiting it out till later in the morning when people start coming back from TJ. LUCKILY brian was working on that stoopid puzzle of his with matthius (i'm sure i spelled his name wrong) and some kid i dont know. so i was like can i pleaaaaase borrow a cell phone from one of you? brian looked at me belligerently and asked why. the kid i dont know continued staring at the puzzle and mattius was like yeah no problem and got his phone. I KNEW I LIKED THAT KID! so yayyy i finally got to call the damn security office, shuffled back to teneya, waited it out in the lounge for the security guy who came after like 3 minutes so he MUST have been close by. whY couldnt i find him befoooore? so anyways now i get to pay them 2 bucks for my lovely experience. now its 3:45 and i think i just heard liz come back from TJ. maybe i just shoulda slept in the lounge and waited it out:0[] daym i'm wide awake. that "nap" really put me on a different time zone. i'ma read polisci. anYwayyys is there anything else i should say? OH, my classes are really good! which is surprising because i signed up for basically ALL of them on the MONDAY school started. i got into the most kickass psych class EVER so that combined with my neurobio class should allow me to analyze your every behavior. YESS. [i was going to try to list one quirky behavior i should analyse from each of my friends except i realized that would take to long altho it would be highly amusing to me] maybe another time:0) GOODNITE. (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, November 21st, 2002
3:39 pm	NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY TO FINISH A PAPER EVER hahahahahhahaHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I'M DOONNE DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE!! I JUST FINISHED MY LAST PAPER= YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!! ahhaHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA I'M SO HAPPYYYYYYY I'VE BEEN LOCKED IN MY ROOM FOR 5 DAYS STRAIGHT and now i can LEAVE!! and my philosophy papers are like 10 billion times better than last time AND i got a B on my bio midterm which may not seem that amazing but it was very very hard so i am HAPPY and that means i could still pull an A for the quarter in that class so WOOHOOOO. and and and my grandparents are taking me out for REAL FOOD tongith and i actually have time to go!! because i'm DONE! have i said that yet? I'M DONE I'M DONE I'M DONE!!!:0):0):0):0) (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 16th, 2002
3:05 pm	sudden urge to update... wow! imagine that! i feel like updating. actually, really its because i need a break from writing my polisci paper which is the first of FOUR papers i will be writing this week. anYyways, my polisci reading mentions how the women who sacrifice their careers to raise their children are underappreciated. this reminded me of a few childhood incidents. incident #1. amy doing a 3rd grade project what is your dads job? amy's response: radiologist what is your moms job? amy's response: nothing. incident#2. david doing a 3rd grade project what is your dad's job? david's response: doctor what is your moms job? david's response: she is really good at shopping. she is a shopping expert. as you can imagine, my mother was NOT pleased by these responses. (just to clarify my mom really DOES do a lot, and the more i read for polisci the more i appreciate it. and she works now so there:0) in other news, i have reestablished my loserhood here at ucsd. i tripped tWice outside of the steps by summit yesterday. i played FOUR hours of trumpet. I MISSED IT SO MUCH!! i didnt even realize! i gave so much to music in highschool! of course i missed it! anyways, i came outta that practice room soooo sore but it felt so good! and i went to hillel yesterday, which is a concept dan found highly amusing. AND i'm spending all weekend locked inside my room writing. jill and i decided that all attempts to dress decently during the weekdays in college are futile. consequently we make a really big deal out of praising each other whenever we brush our hair or change out of boxers and a tshirt. amy: who's in the shower next to me? jill: JILLLL! amy: wow! look at us! but getting clean on the same day! we're too impressive. jill: yeah i might even brush my hair after this blane: hEy are you going to the gym right now?? amy: NO. APPARENTLY I JUST LOOK LIKE A PERMANENT MESS. blane: yeah ya do the issue of not changing into real clothes is very apparent because my classes start so late. amy: *stumbles out of room at 11am having just woken up* IS IT WARM OUT TODAY?? blane: you mean you havent BEEN OUTSIDE YET?? fyi, blane is the most put together person ever. and she's out the door by 7:30 every morning. i attribute this to the fact that her hair doesnt need to be brushed. ever. it was SOO GOOD to see people at UCLA last weekend. too bad anne had to leave so soon. the best part was making fun of bonnie about her invisible friend "marcy." i love ya bonz:0) ok now i have to work. i will be consumed with work until Thursday at 6:20 p.m. when my last paper is turned in. goodbye. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, October 30th, 2002
10:20 pm	no title today my philosophy discussion leader knows literally NOTHING. every time class ends i leave wondering what kind of an education i'm getting here. it's so frustrating i seriously think i could do a better job running that class. at least my other classes make up for it...i think. i had a total mental breakdown in bio today. i lost all focus at the end (and by end i mean the last hour) and started laughing and snorting at nothing [i wish sandra had been there!]. i scribbled a peice of modern art for jill and performed an in depth analysis of its "symbolism." i'm so tired. i actually had a lot of good stuff to write but i cannnt i'm so worn out. well this journal is really not animated at all...oh well...it cant be saved. GOODNIGHT. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, October 28th, 2002
9:11 pm	it was bound to happen... oh.my.goodness. i locked myself in my closet and buried myself in my clothes for a good five minutes after this one. heyitzwe: hi Amy[smiley] Heyitzme51: RANT of the day: people can buy cartoon porn w/ teddy bears on the internet but i cant buy a book called AMERICAN SON. i think that says something about society. why cant i write about thAt instead of writing people who gouge themselves with scissors. why muir 40, whyy?? heyitzwe: What kind of auto response is that? What are you talking about[foot-in-mouth face] AHHH I FLIPPED OUT! i then proceeded to block them even though it was a little LATE for that! why couldnt they have gotten one of my normal away msgs like "AWAY STUDYING!" oh dear. words of wisdom: Azerule: just tell them you've been smoking pot and they'll forget about the away message ya, good idea klaus... the end. i hope i never have to post a conversation with my parents again. Current Mood: grateful... Current Music: that my grandparents dont have a screen name (Comment on this)
Monday, October 21st, 2002
10:02 pm	FRUSTRATED. AHHHH I CANT SIGN ONLINEEEEEEE!!! I CANT TAKE IT I CANT TAKE IT I NEED MY AIIIMMM I'M SUFFERING FROM SEVERE AIM WITHDRAWAAAALLLLLLLLL. WHY WONT IT SIGN ON?? THIS IS LIKE...THE THRID DAY!!! AHHHHH! SHADDDAYAYYYYYYM WTFFFFF. sidebar: downloading music is like running on a treadmill. i think if i look briefly away from the time/speed guage things will seem to progress faster, and they never do. ok, back to the main topic of discussion. WHY THE HELL IS UCSD SO BAD AT CONNECTING ME TO AIM??? *wahhhhhhhhhhh* i'm going to take up some sErious issues with RESNET. why dontn they get off their lazy asses AND FIX MY CONNECTION! current mood: BITTER (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 17th, 2002
5:40 pm	my TA's dont know how to pronounce anagnostopolous... my ancient greek philosophy teacher anagnostopolous decided that starting with the second lecture it would be fun to have inside jokes with himself. anagnostopolous: so in conclusion, Heroclitus said that the soul is wisest when it is dry...i wonder what he meant by that...HAHAHA.HAHA.ha. smirk *cough* class: ??? oh.my.goodness. so anyways, from that class i have learned that either all is air, all is water, or all is fire, and that ancient greek philosphy will help me in my lifetime pursuits in no way whatsoever. oh, and did i mention that everything is definite and infite, generate and degenerate, one and everything? so i wrote this paper the other day for polisci (which, btw, is such a good class!) and made janet proofread it. so the ENTIRE paper is about if socrates would have been justified to flee athens after he's sentenced to death. and EVERY SINGLE time i bring this up, i spell 'flee' 'flea.' DOES JANET CATCH THIS??? nooooOOoo she doesnt. instead she thinks i'm trying to draw some parallel between socrates and this image of him as a gadfly. WHAT THE HELL??!! as IF i could have pulled that off! anways, thank GOODNESS i figured out i was actually spelling a bug instead of a verb, and proceeded to change FLEA throughout my entire paper. (never again will janet be depended on to catch spelling;0) oh, so last night i was FREEZING. why was a freezing? no, it's not b/c it was cold out. it's because somewhere during the course of the night i decided it would be a good idea to plaster myself against the wall, and yes, the muir dormwalls are made of cement bricks:0[] so not only are our walls the most aesthetically displeasing thing ever, i discovered they are also REALLY COLD. what else?? OH so my suitemate jill is a "closet" country listener. COME ON NOW! i'll teach her to aquire some garth brooks pride. AND she listens to les mis AND when she gets really angry/frustrated she intertwines "STOOPID" into every other word she speaks. (which is obviously really cool b/c i do the same thing). oh! so michael levin started a LJ! la talon news editors REPRESENT:0) in related news, angie sucks and 7:15 am firedrills should crawl into a corner and die there:0[] p.s. my suite thinks i'm a big loser for having a livejournal. well TOO BAD. i've been listening to country all day and now i have all this hokey music stuck in my head:0) so appropriately, i'll end with who's your daddayyyy who's your babayyy who's your buddayyy who's your man :0):0):0) that looks so much less cool than it actually sounds, by the way:0) (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, October 14th, 2002
2:10 pm	a lot of VENTING OK in case my title didnt help you out, I'M GOING TO USE THIS JOURNAL TO VENT A LOT. gAAAAHHHH i'm sooooOOO frustrated w/ my stoopid bio discussions. as i prEviously said i spent all stoopid friday trecking around campus trying to locate a bio discussion. did i mention that already??? i cant remember. but anyways, each time i showed up in a room, no one was there. and then the same thing happened today. gAHHHH. out of all the discussions i NEED bio. luckily ucsd has a lotta smart bio ppl here to help me out but THATS NOT THE POINT. OH. AND, i interrupted my polisci writing to go to the daym lecture and i was at that point where i didnt have to painfully think about each sentence and everything i wanted to say was coming really easily And i prolly woulda been DOOONNNEEEE NOW except i had to treck all over campus to a non existant discussion. AND when i stoopid got back to my room i rolled up my blinds really angrily and consequently BROKE THEM. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. oh yeah, and i forgot to mention that it's REALLY REALLY REALLY COLD OUT. ANNNNDDD my grandma introduced herself to my entire suite when i WASNT SUPERVISING. ahhhh who knows what could have happennnneeeeddddd. AAAANNND i discovered i inherit my driving skills from my grandma:0[] do i HAVE anything else to say?? NOOOOO i DONT. BOOOOO I'M SO FRUSTRATED W/ THESE DAYM BIO DISCUSSIONS I HAVENT GONE TO OONNNEE YET GAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH. hMPH. ok. so now that i've vented i'm gonna try to get my rhythm back on that paper and then i'm gonna go whine to my suite about my day and then i'ma work summore and then i'm gonna reward myself with AIM. maybe now that i vented i should just delete this journal b/c i really dont think it serves any purpose besides me venting to myself. TOO BAD. ooOO! tonight's fall ball! that's a plus! and i had a decently good falafel today. and i might get to go out for a REAL DINNER tomorrow with erin. SCOOOOOORRREEE! ok there, did you really think i could end a journal w/out saying anything good about my day?? the EnD. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, October 9th, 2002
12:38 am	ALISA'S PICTURES SHOULD BURNNNNN DOODDE I CANT BELIEVE ALISA SENT THAT AWFUL PICTURE TO LITERALLY EVERYONE! THAT'S WORSE THAN THE STRETCHY PANTS PICTURE WHICH AT LEAST LOOKED BAD SOMEWHAT ON PURPOSE. luckily everyone sent me their sympathy. ecuadorianmonkey: amy ur so cool ecuadorianmonkey: youre the coolest person ever ... Heyitzme51: AHH I WAS JUST TALKING TO BONNIE AND YELLING ABOUT MY PICTURE ecuadorianmonkey: haha whatd she say? Heyitzme51: everyone's telling me how awful it is!!! Heyitzme51: so then i said Heyitzme51: that i was gonna post a really bad pic i had of alisa. but a picture war would be bad Heyitzme51: because i would lose REALLY BADLY ecuadorianmonkey: haha ecuadorianmonkey: yeah ecuadorianmonkey: do you ever win anything amy? Heyitzme51: hmPH. well if i'm cool i must be good at SOMETHING ecuadorianmonkey: ur good at looking funny so i dont know about you but i think that conversation ended badly:0[] ALISA NEXT TIME CONSULT ME BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO SEND HORRIBLE PICTURES TO PRACTICALLY OUR ENTIRE SOCIAL SPHERE:0[]:0[]:0[] <=that's right, you get 3 yelling faces in a rOw. on a side note, this is how much my mom thinks the world centers around me. amy: mommy bonnie's coming home on the 25th. can i come home then too? mom: No! why don't you just tell bonnie to visit you in SD?? yes, i especially like the part where she completely ignores the fact that bonnie could have any family in los altos to visit. (Comment on this)