I need those red rosed ones..

So hi.
Not much to update on.
Missed pi on my test. caused me to miss only the problem i was 100% sure on. i love you, fate.

i think i'm going to go ahead and declare psych as my major. no more pandering, it's what i want to do. i'm allowed to be interested in other things though. if art goes well, well, then i'll just have to double major then won't i. rhetorical questions shouldn't be allowed to have question marks as the ending punctuation. we should make something up...like..idk.
i wonder if anyone has ever triple majored. now thats major. lolz, hehhehhehhehheh. i'm sleep-deprived.

this week i've been extra lazy. and have slipped behind on reading. it's seriously something of a problem. i expect myself to get behind so i almost intentionally make myself slack off in order to lag behind and have to race to catch myself up. that's what i was like all through highschool. always waiting till the veryyyyyyyyy last millisecond. but 99% of the time I got it done because I work better under stress. i think i have to create stressful conditions for myself. I know I work a lot better when there is no option of putting it off any longer and I can concentrate pretty hard on stuff when i need to. i wont hear people talking to or around me, but I can't concenrate as hard as my mom though. i swear a train could come crashing through our house and she wouldn't even flinch from whatever housing contract she was reading. it gets pretty annoying actually.

dont see eagle eye if you like being able to hear things and not have vertigo after a movie. p.s. i was born an old person.

seriously though, that movie looked hastily done. the scenes didn't flow. looked like 2 or 3 sucky movies spliced together. and they should maybe stop ripping off 2001: a space odyssey. people will think the computer thing was a stroke of visual and effin plot brilliance from this director guy. twas not my friends. twas a total rip. off.

this weekend will be one filled with charcole bruises and a buttload of reading.
gon-night.


p.p.s. wish me luck for something i can't tell you about now, but probably will after i've done it

i swear, i care....god.

eyz.

so. this week turned out to be much better than i'd expected it to be. yaaaay...

yesterday i tried to get into my art class at uta but i couldn't..the light on the lock turned green and everything, but it wouldn't unlock. gahhhhh. hopefully there'll be someone that can help me tomorrow. that building can get creepy after a while all by yourself. i freaked myself out once or twice..

well, so after that i took the long way through the architecture courtyard to my car. it is so beautiful. with the grass and the trees and the weathered but intricate wooden benches. lovely. reminds me of the wooden park. there used to be this park where everything was made of wood. there was a wooden maze, little wooden secret crevices and creaky old stairs that'd wind to get up to the slides. i always thought that place was magical or something. idk. watched the princess and the goblin too much for my own good i think.

ANYWAY. so. found some ignorance today in a person. knew it was there. knew there was something wrong in their thinking and i've finally found what it is! didn't think it'd be that particular topic though. thought they were a little better than that. they're much more conservative than they think they are and would like to portray themselves as being. o irony. how you never fail to pop up and slap a ho. delightful.

i'm sorry. i hate being vague and i hate reading posts that are vague because both the reader and writer know they're selfish and self-indulgent. well, at least the reader knows. but whatever. i'm admitting to it at least.

so i think i like football.
i've stepped in fresh gum twice this week.
i put in my pin number like a champion and opened the art room door.
watched this past saturday's snl and realized i was cringing the whole time. god. put these writers and actors out of they're misery, please.

that is all.

Oh God, Originality

hey there.

so I forgot to mention how the Why? concert was. Amazing. In every sense of the word...ever. It was so good. Man. It was really one of the best shows I've been to. Also, Mt. Eerie was really good. It was just this one guy who's doing a 'music project' and he sat cross-legged on stage with two volunteers from the audience keeping his smoke machines going. and the lights made them look all colorful. the smoke was like...like the gasoline you see on black pavement that has leaked out of someone's car and looks like liquid rainbow but as a gas...if that makes sense. idk. it was neato.

hmmm...idk. had my first exam in sociology. wasn't too too bad. was alright.

English next. i have to hand it to my English professor. she says we have to do a Toulmin analysis for Wednesday, she described how to do it, and not once did the idea "this is an essay. yuck, gross, barf" cross my mind. it seemed/seems like a no-biggie assignment. that is freakin amazing. at any other time in my life the word 'essay' would bring up images of me staring frustratedly at my blank Word document with my clock (that doesn't blink) blinking how early in the morning it is. but not this one. nope.

went to the library and read "Real Punks and Pretenders" for Sociology. Its this 27 page analysis of the punk counterculture in america. it really didn't teach me anything i didn't already know from attending all the shows i've been to. and really, that's mostly how the lady did most of her research: going to this local bar that had a once-a-week punk night so that bands and stuff could go and play and punks could chill out all together and stuff. it's really the same with the indie/hipster/scene-ish crowd i encounter usually. eh

sleepy.

man, people, man.
there's two people who are two of the most pretentious people i've ever encountered. (theres actually one other person but that's besides this point). i like myspace. one of the main reasons i like it is because of these charlatans who make it points to post bulletins when they're feeling most snug and knowledgable. i don't know why, but i'm simply fascinated by them. such little self-awareness in two not-so-different people. they're relationship to each other is a bit ironic but i can't say because it would totally give away who they arrrr.

for example. this person likes making broad, general statements with implications that those statements are original in any freaking way. i love it. one person philosphy book right there, it's great. it's an art. you know, that's what it is. i am simply a ostentatious-people appreciator. mmm.

okay well i'm done ranting. i did this instead of that english assignment, huzzah!

Supercollider? I hardly know 'er!

hey whatsup.

sooooooooo i wanted to update. bad idea. its exactly 1:50a right now and I'm really having an enormous trouble keeping my eyelids high enough to read what I'm typing. I'm having to raise my eyebrows very high..so I look like I feel obnoxiously smug about my typings right now. har.
ok so.

not really any more new school updates. well, except that this next week is going to be dubbed 'hell-hole week' because I have an exam in at least one class everyday except for one. yum.

just got back from watching burn after reading w/sakaaaaaaaa. it was pretty good and funny. very very extremely joseph heller, catch-22 movie. it was cute. i liked brad pitt's character the very most.

uhhh. the large hadron collider at CERN went online yesterday. though no atom-smashing-blackhole-inducing experiments have been started...yet. man. although the majority of people say nothing will happen, there's always that x factor i can't help but worry about. argh. i mean, an indian girl freaking committed suicide in fear of it. gd man. here's a live webcam on the hadron collider if you're interested. i saw a guy fall down some stairs so it's worth checking out for a sec:

http://www.cyriak.co.uk/lhc/lhc-webcams.html


ike. i like ike. actually the opposite. ike's taking away our precariously-expensive gas priceses and making them...carious. ha. in that gas is expected to rise a full effin dolllarrrrr within the next few days. more like...ike is a dyke. EAT THAT.

anyway yeah. i'm getting ridiculous right now with sleep. l8sta

my dad watches spongebob

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Elloooo

let's update

so school's been manageable. i dare say, even kinda easy. "but that's heresy!" i am informed. but that's mostly because so far, most of the work has been done during class. tomorrow i'm probably going to get assigned 9034 page papers in all my classes due by the end of that day or something. but right now, it's alrighttt.

gahhhhhh i've had two songs by why? stuck in my head all dayyyyyyy
"billy the kid-did what he did and he died. billy the kid-did what he did and he died."

i still want winter bad. <-p.s. that's actually good grammar. badly is wrong. i only bring that up because i watched the first episode of america's next top model today on youtube and heard tyra say it wrong in her most self-righteous voice. HA-HAAAAAAAAA.

no but seriously. the lengths that they've gone in this first episode to make it seem futuristic makes me think tyra and everyone working with her has absolutely no shame/soul. first, they take the dumb girls to a "top secret facility" and then both of the Jays come out with silver-metallic shirts on and white hair and talk like gay robots. and they made computer generated lightning. i mean seriously. but the thing that really cheesed me out was when tyra came out of this little pod thing, said nothing important, and then said "beam us up. fiercely." i died a little inside.

eh. i've been wanting to go to france, not necessarily paris, for a while now. i'm kind of sad the study abroad program went there last yearrr. i don't think i've mentioned this, but i'm planning on living in europe for some portion of my life. it sounds really naive typing it like that but i'm really not joking when i do. it's something i have to do. i'm pretty sure everyone i tell just shrugs it off, but they wont' for very longgg. hopefully i'll be married by the time i do, but if not, i hope i'll find someone there. p.s. again, i'm having guy troubles. all the guys i happen to be somewhat interested in are already in relationships. all i can think of now is deciding what breeds of cats i want in my house when i get old. i'm going to give up for awhile.

okay well i'm getting sleepy. time fo sleeeeeeeep.
Ahhhhhhhhh...to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub.
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil
Must give us pause:




been obsessed with shakespear lately too. trying to memorize the entirety of that speech like cool person. also, i bought the tempest. it's cool, therefore so am i.