ten pm on a wednesday

where-abouts: home, computer room

doings: vegging on computer, refusing to study

drinking/eating: just finished a glass of warm milk and am full of yeasty flax seed oil popcorn

last TV: watched so you think you can dance with Jenn and Jim. I'm rooting for Ashle, cause she's totally kick-ass, and Jamile, cause he's hot and the other guy continously does the splits.

listening: Beethoven's Symphony number 7, allegretto (cult classic)

kitties: romping

room: moderately messy because all my laundry is still downstairs

tests: did one today, and on Monday, may have one tomorrow, two on Friday, one on Tuesday, another one possibly on Tuesday

stress: high but manageable

roommates: already in bed

crushes: maybe two, but definately one

hair: dark purple

tattoos: still just three

aspirations: have a bath then go to bed



thursday update: did have test in class today, so total this week is up to five

just because you can ~ doesn't mean you should

So.... did yoga last night. Found out, I'm kinda stretchy. I can lie on the floor in a kneeling position with my forehead on the ground, lock my fingers behind my back, and stretch my arms back soooooo high! Wowza, I was so impressed with myself. So was Jenn. 'Way to go' she says. What an ego boost (after the difficultness of the down dog position where Jim came in the living room to see the commotion and I proceeded to yell at him quoting firefly 'keep walking preacher man' and then Jenn made me apologize). So then, onto the next yoga move. Slight problem, my arms aren't really going back down. Well they are, but they really, really, really, don't like it. So after slowly, ever so slowly, lowering my arms (ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow) back down I stay in the child position for awhile while calling out my woes to a smiggling (cross between smirking and giggling) Jenn goes on. But otherwise than killing my shoulders, it was all good. I did the shoulder stand where you start on your back than you climb your feet up a wall then you prop up your lower back with your hands and your shoulders tucked under your back (which is up in the air now) and then you (with the help of Jenn) lift your feet off the wall and bend your knees above your head and it's difficult to explain but I did that. So today my arms are still screaming constantly and hey, it's cause I did YOGA! yeah baby yeah. But still, the name of the blog is also the moral of the blog. Learn, my tadpole, grow.

The new 'stats' class

I'd even be happy with all 'meh' courses, but no... can't have that! There is a new class, a new 'stats' equivalent class. On the outside it is called biopyschology.... I'm not going to tell you what I call it. Whatever, get a good mark (for this class I will be happy with a b-, but I do expect to get higher), and then get out and never have to take.... oh wait, next semester I have biology! Argh!


disclaimer ~Leone seems to be complaining an obscene amount since school started. Is this her fault or the fact that school is evil?


School is evil.



Well, I have only one other 'meh' course and three smiley courses so I should mention that.

School is still evil.




Evil.

I love the shelf-life

So here I am, at school, it's 8:23 am. I'm the only student in the computer lab (there are many more students in the computer lab downstairs, hence why I am here). I don't have much to blog about but I remember yesterday thinking I had something to blog about so I just turned on blogger and logged in hoping I would remember but I haven't yet and even though I keep on typing..... wait! I remember! Right, I was doing that flipping through the other blogs last night when I was suppose to be sleeping but I got drawn in and all. Anyhoo, I saw so many blogs that had no comments but the people like blogged every day like they were writing a friend and then I saw this one blog that I am so sure is a fake because it's this guy talking about his sexual adventures and how hot he is and stuff and I guess it could be real but why would a guy like that blog? Oh, and then there was this other blog written by a youngish girl and it was english but it may have well been in another language because like was spelled lyk and the 4 instead of for, u instead of you, r instead of are and so on but I mean it was consistent and like a whole other language, it was insane, and then I saw this other girl's blog and it was interesting because she wrote in english and another language (no idea) and I noticed she had comments so I clicked on them to see which language they were written in and all her comments were spam! So anyhoos, moral of the story is sometimes I get moody when I don't get a lot of comments but they I realized I should just appreciate the people I know who read this and be very thankful for all those who do comment. Yup. I just realized there are no cameras in this computer lab. I should pick my nose or something.

stressed about not being stressed

So having a relaxing week can only really happen if you don't plan it I guess. Being frantic about getting all the relaxing things has actually stressed me out. Now I have guilt because I haven't finished my book, nor do I think I have played enough sims, and for not finishing both my knitting projects (I finished one but it's kinda.... messed up but oh well, it's a christmas present so). How did this happen? Now school starts tomorrow and I've got school stress ontop of that. And oh yeah, I might get in the local newspaper with a photo of me and everything. Meh.

School? But.... I just finished...........

So far I have three textbooks purchased: biopsychology, life span development, and 'Becoming a Teacher'. All of which were ridicously priced. Oh well. I don't know why I decide to blog when I'm tired and grouchy. I will say this, Sims rule! My last week before school is very strategically laid out. I have big plans this week, big plans. They involve such activities as knitting, reading, playing sims, playing neopets, eating, sleeping, and then some more knitting. I'm very excited to see how this all turns out. Did I tell everyone that Jim is here? He is. He brought Spike the Bear with him. Oh, I spent way too much money in Vernon. I got slub wool from Nova Scotia, yarn made out of saris from Nepal, this yarn called Brazilia (which always makes me snort and giggle), some wool made from Alcapalca..... that's not right but I'm too lazy to go look it up, and since being home I got some yarn that is actually kinda like string with sequins on it, 'kitten' yarn (which isn't it's right name but it's soft like a kitten), and this wool called Noro from Japan (sooooooooooooooo nice). I got two books, Eden Robinson's Monkey Beach and The Red Tent by Anita Diamant (if there are any spelling errors here, I can't see this as this font is too light for my create a post background to doublecheck. And yes, I could just highlight it and check for errors but that is effort too you know). Books I finished on vacation were Whale Rider and Sunshine. Sunshine is by Robin Mckinely and I want others to read it so iI can discuss it with someone. Overall, I had a WONDERFUL (heehee, stop yelling! heh) trip to Vernon and Canyon. It was nice to do something this summer like that so my summer wasn't so..... well, you read my blog you know what my summer was like. So I'll let you all know how my week pre school went. I can't really talk about my knitting in detail as they are christmas presents but hopefully I will be started on some of my own stuff with the yarn I got. Only about five more christmas presents to go! Wheeeeee. Oh, I finished my scarf and toque that I made out of the wool I got from Darlene's store in PG. They are so wonderful and original. Very earthy groovy. Now I shall see if I can kick Jen off her laptop. The thing about Sims, that is something I really can't do during school. Knitting I bring with me to school and acts as an anti-depressant. I have professional books to read for teaching. But playing Sims is really hard to justify. And its so bloody addictive. I built an amazing house last night. I was playing my family (me and angelina jolie in married bliss), and Angie (as I call her) reached the top of her career in crime and I reached the top of my career in being a slacker. So we had a tonne of money in which to build a new house. I managed to make a basement! So exciting. Well, I'm outta here now. Tata.

It's OVER!!!

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I could not be more happy if I tried! (that's not true, I'm all sweaty after running up three flights of stairs three times in the past half hour and I'm hungry and I want a pepsi and I want to knit right now!) But woohoo! Done geography! and I think I passed the final, which is good. This is a low expectations class, so I'm hoping for a B-. Hence, if I got 15/30 on my final, I would have 71% in the class and voila, B-. I keep on checking the UNBC website for my grades because out of my five courses, they only have two grades posted which is driving me insane; however, I realized checking the website daily is just going to make me more insane so now I'm not going to check it until August the 26th. We'll see if I can do that or not. Since I've blogged about it, I'm more likely to actually keep to it. Only 11 days away I figure. If I keep myself busy it shouldn't be too hard. (as you can tell by my overly explained and long written thoughts, I hate waiting for things, I find it very difficult)

I have a lot of things to do on my trip. I have two knitting projects, one of which I need to finish by Friday, and lots of books to read. I'm only bringing over three, Whale Rider, Sunshine (Robin McKinley), and What Would Buffy Do?, but there's lots of books at Vernon home that I want to read. I also have lots of people to see and coffee to drink. Unfortunately, my room is a disaster and I hate coming home to messy room. Meh. I wanted to pick up one of my school text books but I don't have the cash for it right now. I have psychobiology coming up and I really need to prep for that course. Me + biology = badness.

So crazy boy in my final was trying to give himself whiplash during the exam. I've never seen anyone do that with their neck before, it was really weird. Crazy lashing back and forth and at really quick speeds, like confused headbanging or something. He did it about four times in the space of an hour. And instead of just flexing his fingers or rotating his wrist when it got sore, he put his hand up like he was asking a questions and shook it all around. Maybe he was doing the hokey pokey or something. I dunno.

I'm going to go now. I have to get my stuff together and go meet Coral outside the caferteria in about ten minutes. See you in Vernon! (if you are too in Vernon, if not.... well then, I'll see you somewhere else I guess. Unless I don't know you, in which case.... Hi.)

So.... meh.

So here I am, after making an appointment to see my prof which I really didn't want to do, without my stupid midterm. Now, I have to come up with some really good questions to ask so I'm not accused of wasting his time. le sigh. Oh well.

I'm going to do a brief summary on my summer courses because I've got 2 hours till I meet him and I'm not about to do work because I'm a total slacker. As well, I've been looking at other people's blogs and they are all really nice and interesting and mine is kinda lacking lately. Anyhoo:

Math 190: How to Teach Math to Elementary Students
Yeah. Got through about half the criteria, RUDE students, quizzes where help was given if asked, but overall, a really nice professor who could make arthimetic sequences interesting so kudos for him. I do like the textbook as well so that was good. I meet a lot of people who are in/planning on going in the education programme so that was interesting. Overall, got a great mark so that helps me out with applying for the education program (and my gpa so).

Inst 151: Beginners French
Amazing how you can learn more in 6 weeks about french than you ever did in the five years at high school. I'm not completely dissing my teachers here -even though my Grade 10 french teacher let us watch english movies all the time, my Grade 12 french teacher was really quite good- because I know that my study habits have done a complete turnabout since high school. Still, I know so much more grammer and how to speak french (if anyone knows how I use to speak french *shudder*) and read french so that's all good. The prof was the sweetest little lady who was raised in France. It's a shame that the second part of the class was cancelled but it made way for my other courses so that was fine.

Engl 170: Grammer and Stuff
Coolest prof ever. And I did a presentation on knitting, wrote three papers, one about Jane and Bust (two magazines), one about Lenore (cute little dead girl), and one about Buffy (of course). And you know how in every class there is some smart mouthed punk who is just awful and everyone wants to kill? There wasn't in this class! Everyone was nice and funny and respectful and interesting and it was great. The prof put a lot of tender loving care into the overheads, and you know, it makes a difference. I know the grammer of my blog may make people think 'did she learn anything in this class?' but I did, and I blog as I think so grammer plays no role here. Punks. Oh yeah! Andrea (the prof) got us a cake at the last class too! How cool is that?

Fnst 215: External Issues
Mmmmm.... a class with GOOD readings. What a concept. No more dry boring crap that is geared towards really boring Phds and makes you want to cry. It was a whirlwind of a class with a lot of material to cover but it was managable and interesting. The prof, Mavis, is an uber interesting person and should teach more often. And a class where you have a pregnant student one week, then a three day old baby in his baby holder(what are those things called) the next week is the best thing ever. I actually liked the paper that I handed in and event though I kept on wringing my hands during the presentation, it went marginally well. It's one of those classes where it really affects the way you read things which is fun to note after just a month what a difference it makes. Charming classmates as well, though I think one was kinda bipolar cause she was either really really nice to me or really really not nice to me. Eh. I got to brag about me sister in class too when we talked about Eden Robinson. Heh.

Geog 203: Regional Geography of Canada
Okay, I really like the lectures and I am learning a lot of stuff in the class, but.... meh. I bombed the midterm (see above), the classes go on and on and on and on, and there are a lot of.... odd people in the class. You know, you just want to say 'I didn't come here to listen to that other student talk about antedoctal stories that bear no relevance to the rest of the course and also, by the way, is horrifically disrespectful'. The class is getting better as it is the last week but for the first five weeks, nobody in the class would talk before class or during the breaks, so you'd get there and have to sit in dead silence for seven minutes. It was just weird. I really wanted to fart because I thought it'd be incredibly funny but at the same time I realized it would also be mortifying, so I decided I just wanted someone else to fart, but I mean, a loud dirty fart. That would be great. And because this class covers so many controversial topics, for the most part it's okay, the prof is respectful but also majorly left so that is good, but sometimes people can be NASTY and say things that are horrible, I won't repeat them but basically saying all americans should die (I so wanted to punch someone in the head for that one, I had to do the count down from 15 and gnash my pen into my paper), vegetarians are evil (the poor veggie in our class got death looks for saying 'just don't eat meat'), and so on and so on. Overall, I am happy that I took the course (which is good since I may be repeating it if I don't get a good enough grade), but I don't think it had to be like this.

And there you are people! My summer courses in all their glory. My fall line up includes: education 101, intro to health psychology, biopsychology, lifespan/developmental psychology, and psychopathology & their treatments. My Winter semester is done up but the courses will move around so I'm not betting on all of them yet. I want to drop my fourth year psych course to a third year. So yeah. Yeah for me blog!

Geography is Mean III:stupid crappity

must stop now. have pain in wrist from pressing shift button to make capitals. and the kitties are being very bad indeed. jenn was really funny just now, she wants spike out of her room but i think he just ran under her bed so she yelled 'out out damn spike'. heehee. i have too much info in some sections and not a lot in others so i have some more writing but i will be done this sucker by tomorrow. then just three more three hour classes, one map test, and one final then i'm DONE geography and hopefully if my grade is good enough i will never have to take it again. ever. ever ever. ohmigod, did i just turn into jenn writing about her thesis work..... i have been here for one week today so maybe that's it. hm. interesting. now off to the world in my head! (after flossing and brushing my teeth and washing my face *sigh*) bon nuit.

Geography is Mean II: an hour later...........

so I got like two paragraphs done about the frickin' fish. I'm onto the oil now. I really don't want to be doing this. I'm so tired. I want to go to bed and go into my little made-up world in my head. Things aren't too good there right now, but it's an interesting suspensful situation, not.... UNBC. I think I'll pretend to go pee and read the Ikea catalouge for awhile. Excellent.

update: I got bored with the catalouge really quickly (I think it's the act of reading that is getting to me) so I brushed the kitties and now I'm chewing gum..

Geography is Mean I: sssshhhhhhhh.......!

Sh! Be very very quiet! Sneaky, oh so sneaky. I am suppose to be working but instead I'm blogging! Heehee. I have this paper on Newfoundland and Labrardor, and as of right now, my title is: I Just Don't Care. And it's not because I don't care about the region, it's cause I don't care about geography. I want to say, I've read the books, I know more about Newfoundland than I do about BC, it's all good, but I don't want to write a frickin' paper so just give me a passing grade and let me be on my way. Punk. You know what else is funny? As I write this I am whispering the words inside my head. That's pretty funny. Oh well, back to the economic activities of the oil industry. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I'll blog later and let you in on the progress or lack of such. Sssshhhh!

yeah... so I moved.

Yup. I moved. I'm living with Jenn now. It's nice cause we just drove home from the University (classes? what classes?) and voila. I'm home. The kittens are running amok and my room is coming along greatly. I have my bed, three bookshelves, two end tables, and a dresser all fitting quite nicely inside. The move was rather insane and all, and I still actually have my basement suite till the end of August so I still have some kitchen stuff and storage over there that I still need to get. My phone number is still the same so no worries there.
July is crazy month. Let all who read know now that July is crazy month. Also, you should note that taking three courses at once, two of them being condensed one month courses, is a bad idea. Bad. Grrrr.
OHMIGOD! Jenn defends... er I mean, presents her thesis tomorrow morning! Gasp! I'm so excited! I just went to the senate room today at UNBC where she'll be defending.... presenting her thesis (a very beautiful room by the way) and ohhhhh exciting!
I have to go write some papers now so I promise I'll try to blog more.
Just for a side note, geography is not only boring, but it sucks monkey ass as well.
And that's all I've got to say about that.
Hmph.

a little tipsy in kitimat

just got back from a concert at tamitik arena (kitimat spelled backwards... ohhhhhhh) with Colin James and opened with The Goat, a cover band from Kitimat (tamitik spelled backwards). Florence and I, being the exceptionally cheap drunks we are, proceeded to get rather tipsy and had a wonderful time. Her sister, Callie, was our designated driver so we bought her continous ice teas and chips. So highlights of my trip to Kitimat include the wonderful fireworks display that was just amazing!, meeting the most lovely of salesladies at Jean Warehouse One, Amber, who stole our hearts and is our new best friend, the waterfall and beach Flo took me took where we got some rocks to paint, knitting cause we've done a lot of that, and going to pizza hut and getting a cheese stuffed crust pizza with extra cheese so it's actually amazing we haven't had a heart attack yet, and going to the theatre in Terrace to see Mr. And Mrs. Smith and there was shag carpet tacked or something on all the walls and the bathroom were so old and rickety with wood doors that wouldn't close properly and two pink toilets that looked like urinals so we avoided those and the movie screen was too long so the people were a little stretched but you got use to it and there was plaid curtains going down the wall and it was soooo tiny. We also went to Kitimaat village and played on the ocean front and looked at all the green something or other that covered bits of the ocean water islet and that was sooooo neat. I met a lot of people from Florence's work and they were nice but the people she graduated with, well, they were just boring and plain so we avoided them. I should go now. Florence was playing Titanic a little while ago on the piano but now she has disappeared. Oh Flo, where did you go?

Meiosis Mitosis

I drew a very nice rose today in math class.

You know those people who think sexism doesn't exist? Well, they are so stupid it's not worth going into but just for a causal little comment about sexism. Jenn and I were for lack of a better show watching Celebrity Dancing (or something like that~and oh yeah, Law and Order was on but it had already started and when you miss the beginning it's hard to get into sometimes) so yeah, and Joey McIntyre (New Kids on the Block for those of you, like me, who had no idea who he was) and his partner did a really good dance, frankly the most complicated out of all of them but they only got mediocre marks from the judges. Then Ms. Rachel Hunter (Amazon) came on and barely danced but did do the splitz upsidedown and was rather... well, skanky all around. Surprise surprise, the two male judges give her excellent marks. Then this other couple come on and they were good too, he was really funny. Mediocre marks again. Then the fourth and final couple come on and the strap on the chick's dress breaks so it looks kinda like something you'd see at a cabaret or something because the two take turns holding her boobs to make sure she doesn't fall out! And guess what their marks from the male judges were? Incredibly high! Wowza. Sheesh.

Anyhoo. So, what's new with you?

Stupid People Everywhere

I have about three things to blog about but I have class in about 20 minutes and I need to eat something so just one topic right now: People are Stupid. Canadians and Americans! First I was watching Canadian Idol the other day right (I heart cable{hence, consequently Jill and Damion too}) and I was blown away by the talent! I couldn't believe it! After watching the pain that was American Idol and seeing last years Canadian Idol (which both sucked monkey balls by the way) I was flabbergasted! I didn't watch the entire thing because I think I made popcorn or something but yeah. This one chick, Dianelys or something, amazing; in fact she is my new girlfriend. I love her. Anyhoo, I find out only three people make it out of the first group of 8, and it's icky soul patch (that wasn't even cool in the 90s!) metrosexual guy got in which makes me squishy up my mouth like I ate something gross and raise an eyebrow suspiciously, and the little 16 year old who sang Mariah Carey and sounds like Mariah Carey and well frankly, he's good, but I mean, Mariah Carey? And then this mediorce chick who was just as boring as the other two winners and I concluded, you know what? Canada is full of talent, amazing fucking talent, but the people who watch this show and who vote are all friggin' idiots!

Seething.

Anyone, some other time I was watching TV (Hey, Ju~I watch TV and knit, do I burn more or less calories than reading?) and I came across one of the worst shows ever which is Trading Spouses. So I see this woman in a party full of vegans trying to give them dried alligator heads, and the other woman in New Orleans or something dealing with a ROTTEN son and husband complete with matching mullets. I liked that, made me feel a whole lot better about where I am in life and me as a person. I can't remember what I was watching but I came back over that channel later and saw the vegan-friend woman crying saying 'this isn't what I thought it would be' and I'm sorry but when you go on a show called 'Trading Spouses' what the hell do you think it's going to be like? No pity! No pity for you; you silly, silly woman! Honestly.

People are stupid.

Bears rule and flesh eating disease doesn't

Thank you for the poetry Bears! Most wonderful indeed. So I got up to the news this morning: someone 'toppled' from a bridge into a river and drowned, someone died from the flesh eating disease in PG (it started with you Jenn!), and someone is poisoning dogs. Least to say, I turned off my radio, pulled my covers over my head, and went back to sleep. Consequently, that whole plan of mine to get to the school early to study for french was rather moot. I have caught on up my blogging a tad however. I had a theme weekend; knitting and Buffy (season 5). We had a crazy thunder storm last night and it caused the power to go off for (oh-just saw that cute guy I like...) about 5 seconds but it reset all my clocks and I had to phone my mom to get the time. I still have no idea how I set the clock on my stove for daylight savings time so right now I'm leaving it where it is. It's nearly exactly 4.5 hours ahead so that was neat. This is an odd blog. I always think of interesting topics to write about, like the significance of a show like 'extreme home makeover' good or bad? or my issues with convocation, or why Buffy couldn't have loved Riley and why he was doomed and should have left much sooner, or on vital issues (not politics like Julia because I just don't get them but I'm trying) but like other issues that I know some stuff about but not really so actually I think it's a good thing I don't talk about some issues cause a whole lotta you intellectual types read my blog and I imagine you read it for some kinda of comic relief and if I did bring up an issue you would all start discussing it and then I'd get really lost and then just copy and paste something out of the Globe and Mail and that would be wrong. Well, I'm going to class now. Tata!

smallercase letters

I wasn't going to blog today but when I was going through all the blogs I noticed that my last two entries had titles with all capital letters and that really bothered me. I don't really have anything to say right now. I dunno. I ordered pizza the other day and got one with chicken, bacon, and mushrooms on it and I think it may have been one of the best pizzas I have ever eaten. Seriously, sooooo good. And for all those concerned my french test went fairly well, I knew all the words but whether or not I conjugated them all correctly with all the accents is in question. I need season two of Buffy. I need it. Precious.

WOOHOO

First things first: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULIA!

No cavities! I rule! And I had something else I wanted to blog about but I can't remember. It's hard to dislike the dentist when you are surrounded by just the nicest people. If I bring fudge next time I may get away without the polishing (shudder). I shall have more time tomorrow to blog and hopefully by them I will remember what I wanted to blog about. I need to go eat now and study some more for french. Tata for now!

OHMIGOSH!

So yeah anyhoo short blog because I've got class in ten minutes but there is a quiz right now and he gives us half an hour to do it and then we can go off and do stuff if we finish early. Anyhoo, this girl raises her hand during the quiz and tells the prof....'I don't know what to do here...' and then he tells her!

It's a fricking quiz!

Afterwards he goes to the front of the class and basically tells everyone what he told her which makes it more fair but the same amount of ridiculous.

I'm going to go bang my head against a wall for awhile.

Yeah yeah

Well, first I should thank Zooey for giving me a ride to the University today so I had time to blog. Then I should comment that my blogs aren't going to be as frequent as before as I have less internet time as of late but that the theme of my blogs (school is stupid) shall thrive! Life has been a cross of boring/stressful/lovely/miserable since I came back home from Vernon. As past blogs will confirm I was in Vernon for a tad longer than planned due to a nasty virus but it was still a most wonderful trip. I was able to meet up with a lot of friends and was spoiled most deliciously. Since I've been back I have started my two summer courses; French and Math.

The french is really good so far. The reading and writing is a little below my french level but when it comes to talking french I completely need to be in the class. The proff is just the sweetest lady you have ever met and I am learning a lot! It makes me happy but I have trouble with which is le and which is la and which accent is aigu and which accent is grave (I know which one is which but when I'm spelling words I forget which one a letter will get).

My math class is 'How to Teach Elementary Students Math'. It's an odd one because if it was just the course, like no other variables or anything, I would either a) not go or b) fall asleep in class. However, the proff is very good and has a very interesting way of explaining things so I find he gets my interest and keeps it and is nice so I would feel bad if I skipped class and as well where would I be without the antics of my classmates? One girl talks constantly to herself under her breath like 'I don't understand.... oh now I get it..... huh? ..... 82, no wait, 84, no wait...... oh look at that....'. Another student shows up late with his discman blaring which he doesn't bother to turn off till he's sat down, falls asleep periodically while sitting in the front row, yells out answers that are usually wrong, and doesn't even show up for the extended first part of the class on Fridays. There are the two girls who gab, gab, and gab, but I have to give them credit (don't get me started on the girls in my french class) they talk quietly and if someone shots them a look they apologize and stop so. I mean, I could go on but I won't because I was the stupid person who was too sick to go to class but went anyways and coughed a lot for the first week. Meh.

Spike is good. He was uber cuddlely after I got home and the chunk of his nose healed up so that made me happy. I have Riley over now and then (Landlords kitty) so they can play. Sometimes they do but sometimes Spike just bites Riley while Riley licks up crumbs of cat food from the corner of my kitchen floor. I just got him a new kitty toy from petcetera today when I picked up his special weight managment cat food (he's going to be so mad I told). He really does like it which is kinda rare. He doesn't care for two of his cat toys and still takes the greatest joy out of the cardboard castle I made him. It's just a little circular board with two springie do-dahs coming out of it with some dangling strings. It's made with the twine stuff. He likes it. He knocks it over and jumps on it.

Big news is my fabulous new hair! It's now all kinda chin length and layered oh so cute and red! I just love it! I think I may keep it this length. I just got it cut by my friend Amanda on Sunday so I have a lot of experimenting to do on it still but I'm so happy with it. I'm so frickin cute. I also finally after nearly three months went out and got a pair of jeans. It's a good thing Jean Warehouse has good jeans because their customer service sucks! Apparently the sales lady hopes the reciept book has a good day because she wasn't looking at me when she said it. And when someone says 'do you have this one in short (I'm short, yeah yeah)' whatever you say, don't say 'mmm.... I don't think so' and leave it at that because at that point if the person was going to get a second pair of jeans even if they only came in reg. length but just wanted to see if she could get them in short, well then at that point she's not going to get the second pair of jeans (which made me sad because it looked like I actually had an ass in those) but yeah. And another fabulous purchase is season 3 and 5 of Buffy that I just got the other day as well. They didn't have season 2 and I love season 5 and when having to chose between season 3 and 4 I picked 3 (non-riley vs. riley, hence an easy choice).

I am so glad Mr.Icky-singsCelineDion-singsclimbeverymountains-wearstupidclothing-isnotaheartthrobbutthinksheis is off American idol. Life is good.

Okay I have to get to class now and I haven't even done my emails. Crap. Oh well. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAYLA!!!!!!! I am such a bad friend.