Shakespeare Anyone?

ok, so I'm off tomorrow.. woooo
I'm thinking Shakespeare in the park?
anyone interested? if so call me or post here.
i can drive people who need rides and whatnot
I would have just called you people but I have no voice and I'm trying to save it for work and things like that when I have to talk to people all day to be able to do my job.
Again, Shakespeare in the park 8pm Wednesday... call or text me or post here.
later!

FRIDAY NIGHT

What: Party (Stu says erotic party)
Where: Amanda's
When: Friday, 8pm til whenever
Why: Because we fucking feel like it.
Who: EVERYONE. Invite as many people as you want.
Theme: Hawaiian.
Parking: Down at the school. Or other end of the street at the parking lot by the bar.
Food: Bring a dish. No alcohol (cops will be there)
Extra: Bring swimsuits and TOWELS you freaking douchebags. You can sleep over, but there are only so many blankets and pillows, so bring your own.
EXTRA EXTRA: STAY OUT OF THE FRONT ROOM WITH FOOD, DRINK AND WET CLOTHES. WATCH THE COUCHES, THE PARENTS LOVE THEM.

Any questions call Keegan. Amanda says she'll answer her phone too.

ATTENTION!!!

i must MUST do something on tuesday or wednesday night
can we please get together and do something?!?!?!?!?
i've been working alot lately and it's not gonna give up any time soon
my only two nights off for the next two weeks are this tues and wed
ok... that's my plea
good night.

oh man oh man i'm so freaked out!

i'm so scared to remove my fake nail tips!! i was reading all this stuff about how to remove them, and this woman said after hers were taken off she accidently hit her real nail with a razor and it took a chunk out because it was so weak!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i want to just soak them in acetone so they'll come off faster and more immediately, but some people advised just letting them grow out and clipping and buffing them because it's better for your real nails. i think i'm gonna go with the acetone, and then just take really good care of the real nails? urgh i don't know i just don't want them to hurt. and i am NEVER getting fake nails again--EVER. and i don't want to see any of you wearing them, either. it's a pain in the ass just to type this because of them.

Parents Suck

So my parents suck. My mom took my car shopping yesterday and I found this really cute car and it was soo cheap. It was only $4,000. My mom was being such a bitch and said we couldn't get it. She said that she wanted to talk to lady who previously owned the car or there is no deal. Ugh I fucking wanted it so fucking bad. I've spent hours looking on every used car site there is and I cannot find another car for less than $5,500 that looks decent. And most of them are fucking ugly too.

My other problem. Every morning I wake up drenched in sweat. My parent's won't turn the air conditioner lower than 79 degrees. What the fuck it is fucking summer you stupid fucking idiots. If you want to be sitting in 80 degree weather go the fuck outside. Sorry for all the bad words, but I am so uncomfortable in my own house and it sucks. Just because they had to grow up with no air conditioning because it wasn't invented back then doesn't mean they have to try to ruin my life with their stupid 79 degree air conditioning. I turned it down and they got so pissed they were like "Do you want to pay for the air conditioning bill?" Stupid cheapos.

And in the car my mom is the same way. Because I don't have a car I have to drive with her a lot and she won't turn on the air. Now she ruined my chance of getting a cute car where I can blast the radio and air conditioning so for once I'm not dying because of the heat.

Wow.

Summer has a magic to it. I've always known this, but I discover it everytime it rolls around. The sweltering heat, annoying bugs, the smell of the air conditioning in the house. And then, around 6pm, the sun starts to set and breeze comes along. And I think, where did that breeze come from? How many people have smiled at that gust of wind as it glided through their clothes, ruffling their hair? I jsut wanted to say I'm happy...and I'm glad it's summer. I'm glad you're my friends. And it's good to be home.

Jobs

I finally found a job! I am teaching kids to swim. I am either working with 3-5 year olds or 6-8 year olds. Either would be fine for me. Anyway I get forty hour weeks and I will be rich. Sorry I was just so excited!

For the last week or so I've been rereading a lot of the fantasy I have sitting around, and I picked up anything new my sister has. It's really cute, she actually has started a book club with her friends and they're reading all the young adult fantasy stuff, like Tamora Pierce (who I actually don't particularly like). I'm trying to push Garth Nix and Diana Wynne Jones on her cause they're just fantastic.

But anyway, I went to the library yesterday and got Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust, and two graphic novels. Of course the serious stuff is still sitting there untouched, we'll see if I actually get around to those. But the graphic novels were amazing. One was just an anthology, but the other was a full-length book - 602 freaking pages and every one of them incredible. It's called Box Office Poison by Alex Robinson. The drawings look very real to life, but cute at the same time, with really original characters. I was very easily convinced to hate the bitch and love the hero. And Keegan, it has sex in it. ;) It's about this guy who works at a bookstore, the alchoholic bitch who's his girlfriend, his adorable horny roommates and his fat best friend who can't get laid. Well, and this really annoying auxiliary plot about this old cartoonist guy who's trying to get the royalities he deserves from the Big Corporation. I skimmed those parts cause the old guy was the only character who wasn't convincingly real.

I'm really trying to track down comix that are just about normal people's lives, basically realistic fiction in drawing form. It's irritating becuase I think cartoonists are still a little self-conscious about the "not being real art" thing. Well of course they're not art like paintings- they're literature and art combined and god I love it. It's a long summer so there's lots more to come.

You people fucking BORE me...

...but I love you still. I agree with the shit-tastic amount of posting. I am guilty of this as well. Would anyone like to start a book club with me? I read a lot, as you well know, and I'm sure a few of you will be reading this summer (I hope.) I"ve only read two or three books so far...I'm way behind.

"The Sweet Trade" by Elizabeth Garrett.

It's about Anne Bonny and Mary Read, historical fiction. Very pirate-y, and sexual. I liked it, and read it one sitting. But that doesn't say much, seeing as I do that with every book. Moving on...

"The Torso" by Helene Tursten.

Not for the faint of heart. Mystery set in Denmark and Sweden, creepy as fuck. I liked it. But then again, I like serial killer stuff. Don't read it if you don't like serial killers. Brutal ones. And the different culture thing was also fun, seeing as the author is Swedish.

"Point blank" by Catherine Coulter.

She's one of my favorite authors, and this is her most recent in her FBI series. The series is catalogued as "romantic suspense thriller"...aka, there's sex. Thank the good lord. There's no such thing as a good murder mystery without the sex and/or love interest. This latest book wasn't as good as the others in her series, but it was still a good read. Not much sex, good on the gore, okay on the mystery, fabulous in the setting. I know that doesn't seem like a good review, but I would and will read it again. The first one in the FBI series is "The Cove" followed by "The Maze" (my all-time favorite). In this series, there are 4 or 5 really good ones, and some of them you can just skip, unless you're a nerd like me and feel compelled to read all of them in order.

That's all for right now, but I'd love anyone to post the books they're reading, with a short summary. I guess I miss the reading contest at Nerinx more than I thought....

an extra ticket

hey guys--so rick has an extra ticket to his cousin's band's show on friday night, and wants to know if anyone would like it. he and paul and i are going together, and if anyone wants to join give me a call at 495-7445. spanks.

regarding my previous post

anna and miryam and ella, i think it would be quite capital and ideal for you to join us in our dancing endeavor, seeing as how your residences are so close. what think you?

i'm going to tell you all about my day. and you had better read it, fools.

so i woke up. and my cat was curled up in bed with me! awww, SUPERCUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so then i started some laundry, and ate some pancakes that i made yesterday. and then i took a shower, and folded my clean colored clothing while i watched Ellen (gosh i heart her) and then i finished my laundry, and eventually put on clothing....then i went to the library and the bank and this place on Grand called Floored and they teach dancing and yoga and pilates and belly dancing and all this awesome stuff! and me and paul and jack buthod are signing up for classes. they've got great rates, too--if anyone is interested, i'll give you the information! it's going to be so much fun! i'm going to do the monthly membership month, and go to unlimited salsa dancing, waltz, belly dancing, and hip hop classes---yaya! and then went home and ate cookies withi icing and a popsicle and watched 1 1/2 episodes of sex and the city (from the library) and saw paul for like, 10 minutes, and then went to work. but while i was waiting for the bus a foreign man came up to me and was asking about directions to somewhere, and said he needed to get there quickly and do i drive and i was like, noo....and then he asked if he could sit down (i was sitting outside bread co.) and i was like, well i'm waiting--and he interrupted me and was like, "you're waiting for someone? okay." and turned and left. CREEP-y
so yea, now i'm here at work waiting for my pizza to get here and reading The Mermaid chair. umm i hope you're all doing fun stuff right now! yay for cheese!

new job!

so i started work at the Arch today (which btw.. you should all come visit me) and i ran into Carolyn's dad!!! (carolyn, he even got one of those ginger cookies)... well anyway, this post is to express my excitment in the job and my embarrassment in the 1800s-ish clothing that i have to wear.... so yeah.. new job... good times.... at least it fills up my days now

got plans?

anyone want to go out to dinner tonight and then catch a movie or something?

in other words, does anyone want to go eat at lemongrass tonight and then go see a movie?

Jacquelyn's Dream

I had a dream that Kenny and I were exploring a skyscraper, running up staircases leading to balconies upon balconies and leaning over the edge. Looking over the last balcony, I saw Olivia below out-adventuring us by running and climbing along the stone outcroppings jutting out from the building. Kenny and I yelled and yelled for her to come back, to stop, but she didn't have to listen to us because she could turn into an earthworm and we couldn't.

We watched her crawl along, struggling up vertical sides and occassionaly dangling hundreds of feet in the air. When she fell, as we knew she would fall, I could only barely see the speck dropping when the sun glistened on her for a moment. We yelled her name, over and over, until a woman below leaned out a window, looking for the splotch on the sidewalk that might explain our screaming. We distractedly gave her excuses while desperately hoping to see Olivia crawling back up to us.

She was spotted slowly inching. She seemed older from the weariness of crawling up infinite stories. When I could finally reach her I picked her off and cradled her little worm body, crying to see the long white gaping burn from her attempt to grasp back on to the bricks. I don't think she was alive and woke up with the deepest sadness I've ever let myself feel.

omg applied to MAC and Sephora today!!! *crosses fingers*

here.

sooooo you guys want people to post, so here you go.
warning - this will probably be boring becuase i really don''t have much to say.
this morning i woke up at 8 - that sucked. I had to go babysit my cousin - Ryan. This child is a PERFECT example of birth control. He can be cute, but most of the time he is way to hyper for his own good. i had to take him to a birthday party for one of his preschool friends. He is four. He is really cute, and was pretty funny the whole way there (it was in chesterfield so like 20 minutes away) and kept asking me a questions, every two seconds. There was literally never a quiet moment. So we get there, and its this place called Bounce U and its basically a building full of those big blow up bouncy things, like slides, and obstacle courses, etc. It actually went a lot better than i thought, he was a good boy, and had fun (basically went down the slide for almost the entire time). I got some weird looks from the other parents though, oh well. After I babysat for him ($25 by the way - woo hoo!) I went home. My daddy and I went to the store and got a lightbulb for my taillight (the driver's side blinker was out), and my dad made me do it. So now I can say that I changed the taillight in my car. Then I had to go help my dad pick out a costume (they are doing one of those murder mystery dinner things tonight, and my dad is a navy captain. my mom is an opera singer.) She is really excited, its really funny. Now I am laying on the couch and watching the hockey game (Buffalo Sabres versus Carolina.) GO BUFFALO! - they are currently winning 2 to 1 with 2:00 left in the 2nd.
Ok. bye bye.
There was my boring post. Reba and Hovis, I hope you are appeased.

The only difference between martyrdom and suicide is press coverage

Hey, y'all, (my name is Reba and I have a right to say y'all)
I know you are having a bunch of fun. I am still at school and have a week and a half left! I will announce that I will be getting home next Tuesday. For now, I'm just reading Social Psychology like a mad woman, writing plays, critiquing other crappy amature plays and trying to be nice yet firm, writing abstracts, writing a paper on Feed and Speak, and reading Harriet the Spy for class. whoa.
But I'm with Laura, you all should post more. I need distraction time to interupt my studying and mad scrambling around. You have lessened my procrastinating time on the internet by 5-25 minutes by not posting stuff for me to read and comment on. Shame on you.
Let's see, what can I talk about...oh, I am super excited because my friend and I have started two new online lit magazines for Knox writers. Currently, there are only two publications for writers and they accept nothing but realistic fiction. And the Creative Writing Department (most of them) look down on SciFi and Fantasy. They refuse to even read it. So (with the help of a few others and the HEAD of the Creative Writing Department and a couple other writing Professors) Emma and I are starting a SciFi/Fantasy online magazine and a Children's Literature magazine for people to write for. It's super exciting! English majors are so fucking pretentious sometimes. There are a lot of writers who completely snub SciFi/Fantasy here. Some of the faculty will just throw away your story if it is SciFi Fantasy if you turn it in for a workshop class. Luckily, the head of the dept. and a couple other writing teachers are being swayed. Basically, we are trying to say that SciFi and other genres are still good literature too. And as long as they are good stories and well written, why should it matter where the stories are set or what species the characters are? you know?
Ehn, well, I have to go study. But you people should post! and i'll see you in about a week. Love to you.

ConglomoBlog

Blah this won't stop writing in bold. Anyway, its crazy that Conglomoblog took off and is posting like five times as often as we are. It's like during the school year CB sucked but during the summer Splotches is starting to suck.

So I will post something boring just to have a post. Basically all this week I was having bad cramps and just spent like every night at Tom's house. I accidentally hurt his knee by making him double jump me so many times on the trampoline. I feel bad about that. We rented Wedding Crashers and that was funny and we started watching the House Season 1 dvd.

My mom and sister went out of town this weekend to Minnesota. Crazy. I've been spending the past couple afternoons trying to get a hold of Sister Mary so she will send my high school transcript to SLU. It sucked, I was waiting for my letter any day and I called SLU to ask about the status of my application and they were like "We haven't received your high school transcript yet" I was so pissed because my mom went to Nerinx and paid them to send it weeks ago. And they still haven't. Bastards.

I have been searching and searching for a new job because Handyman didn't pay enough and I don't think Tom was comfortable with me working with Mike Reiter. Plus I need a full time job and Handyman would only take me back for part-time. Speaking of Mike Reiter he keeps calling and texting me all the time. We hung out one night with a bunch of my other Handyman friends and it was so much fun.

Well sorry this was such a boring post but my life has been really boring since I got home. Can't wait til George's party tonight!

Anna, ever since you posted that toothpastfordinner.com cartoon I've been completely obsessed. God they're hilarious. In what fit of brilliancy could one come up with a cartooon like that?


Just look at those little processed chicken goods! They're just so cuuute vnoanewov whimper

And THEN the guy goes and makes ANOTHER site which is EVEN BETTER which I didn't even think was POSSIBLE Jesus Christ.




Please. Eat my heart instead. I hear heart willingly given has much more flavor.

Oh and I think I just violated some major internet etiquette by linking those pictures straight to the source. But look... the little pointer that looks nothing close to mouselike just will go click that publish button, won't it...

this is one of the pictures from the alice in wonderland shoot.

new post needed

just got tired of no new posts (love you steph but i need constant stimulation... take that as you will). anyhoo, it is 12:29 on monday morning and i am bored. the weather needs to clear up because its getting me down. i want to go uot and enjoy summer and all that comes with summer but its yucky and feels like march. boo. also i am sick. i think its just allergies but still. yucky mucus. want to feel better. ok well im done complaining. sorry. well if anybody wants to do something today or wants to grab some lunch, give me a call. i am hungry. ok well have happy days and i'll se ya'll later. tootles

rain rain go away come again another day

boredom

ok, so i've only been home a week but i'm already bored out of my mind (cept for my nice visit from katie and nick today :)
but let me know when y'all are home and we can do something
i need to get out of this stuffy house (which i dont have a room in anymore, so if you come over and sit on my couch you are tech. on my bed.. haha)
so yeah... friend time needed... stat!

i've unknowingly committed genocide

ok so ive been watching my snails lately and they are mating up a storm and their bowl has progressively gotten dirtier, so i clean it. ok but heres the part thats killing me, i just looked up the mating rituals of snails and have learned that they court for hours before mating and cover each other with slimy stuff and then they lay their eggs which will hatch or whatever in 2-4 weeks... so what i thought was snail poop were actually eggs. i have killed the offspring of mega man and optimus prime! i didnt mean to... i thought they were poop. they look like poop. how was i supposed to know they were eggs? neither mega man nor optimus prime told me. well now i know better. snail eggs resemble poop. no going to make that mistake again.

p.s. i have stayed up all night working on a paper and studying for a final. i have gotten 7 hours of sleep within the past 3 nights... i think im going crazy but i dont care. the head rush is totally worth it... hehehe

... and then they made me their chief

Babies!!!!!!

Here's the mom and dad doves. I named the mom bird Kia

and the dad Kokomo.

Here are the two babies. The one closer is named Maeta and the

other father away one is named Fuji. Aren't they adorable?

It's really funny because sometimes when I'm sitting at my desk

all I can see are the birds eyes and top of her head. It's creepy

but funny. Also, sometimes a baby will randomly stick their

head out from underneath Kia and it just looks like Kia

has a third head. Cute huh? I think its so adorable.

Here is another time the baby just stuck its head out randomly

through Kia's feathers. Kia sometimes gets agressive when

me and Rachel are just walking around the room and we

hear this loud thumping coming from the window. It's

Kia pounding her wings against the window to scare

us away or something. She also pecks at the glass

sometimes. Kokomo is much more relaxed and

doesn't mind if we take pictures or put our

faces cloes to the glass to see the babies.

A couple of times Maeta (I think it's Maeta but its hard

to tell them apart) tries to escape. Here is a picture

of Kia trying to pick up Maeta and put her back

in the nest. It's weird, the babies just sit on

Kia's feet and then when she decides to

moves them or pull them back into

the nest she just lifts up her feet

and shuffles around the nest

so the babies can't get out

or anything. It's really

funny to watch or

at least I think

it is. Haha.

Hahaha.

Haha.

Ha.

!

Sorry for all the ha's, I just wanted to make a pyramid with my words.

AHHHHHH followed by an: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

so hear is it what it comes down to...it is now 6am here...the sun is coming up...and i have a final in an hour...us history since 1876...i gave up on studying like 3 hours ago and was like ok well fuck the whole sleeping thing...i'll just be even more tired when i go to the final and i'm going to suck squirrel balls on it...so hannah and i went to the store for cleaning supplies (our room was a train wreck of character...we drew all over shit and burned shit and melted shit...and crystalized shit...and broke shit...and cracked shit...did i mention drew on shit...and taped shit...and if we hadn't of cleaned/fixed it all up tonight it would have cost us approximately $400 in cleaning fees) and tape and energy drinks...and doritos...cause those are good...and we spent like 6 hours tonight just cleaning shit...and it was a lot of fun cause we were remembering all the shit we had done...and hannah went to bed like an hour ago and i've been packing...which is weird...

so the things i have learned tonight:
-yea for clove cigs
-acetone gets off just about everything even crystalized tape
-painter's tape, when left on a windown in direct sunlight for approximately 8 months, crystalizes and will not come off until you soak it in acetone and scrape it off with an exacto knife
-mr. clean magic eraser really is magic...its amazing...i'm in love...it gets off everything
-monster energy drinks are magic as well
-hannah is a heavy sleeper if she is really tired
-dhl sends you free boxes if you say you are a company
-university policy forbids the use of university phone numbers or addresses to be used for commerical or business purposes
-whoops.
-pictures are amazing
-interpol is one of my new favorite bands
-the puzzles i played as a child have helped me fit obnoxious quantities of things into boxes and crates
-i have a lot of shit
-mainly clothes
-and books
-i took a lot of notes in history class
-apparently subconciously
-i don't remember writing any of it
-tell me how that is going to help me in an hour
-it's not
-but the monster energy brew will
-rubik's cubes are hard to do with this much energy
-cause its hard to turn them as fast as you want to
-no one is online at 6am (MT)
-that is lame
-i can't wait for summer
-and to see everyone
-i love you all
-i hope you love me too after this obnoxious message
-its kind of like i'm on speed
-i could be the poster child for the movie Requiem for a Dream
-AHHHHHH followed by an: HAHAHAHaHAHAHA

You All Will Definately Hate Me After This But...

I am sick of pretending to feel certain ways so not to offend anyone. Basically here is how everything is for me. I love certain aspects of Truman. But one of the biggest problems is how I knew so many people when I got here. Ever since senior year when a bunch of shit went down I have pretended like the way you guys treated me doesn't bug me anymore. Maybe I was wrong for asking so much as a phone call or invitation but even if I was if I was your friend wouldn't you guys just want to make me happy?

Basically I want to leave Truman because I want to meet new people. I don't want to be stuck in this group anymore where I don't connect with anyone at all, I don't feel welcome, and I don't feel like anyone gives two shits about me. It is really hard to do that when you go to college with all your friends and don't get the opportunity really to meet new people. I guess I had the opportunity it is just hard because so many of our friends are here at Truman.

That's not the only reason and it's certainly not the most important reason. But I just felt like I had to get that off my chest. It is hard for me to move on. I check this blog and write on it all the time. I don't know if I'm ready to give up being able to communicate with everyone over the blog.

I've been waiting and waiting to move on and the time has finally come for me to have the opportunity to start new (I barely know anyone at SLU) and leave my comfort zone but I am scared. I'm making a transition between schools and friends and a lot of other aspects of my life. I just don't feel ready yet. I guess if it doesn't happen now it will never happen.

yes, it is indeed tuesday

well this is kinda in response to amanda's post. here are some pictures of circus stuff. you can kinda sorta see the makeup that i did. it was all grease paint, so nothing too fancy.

umm...yeah, its tuesday

so i've been working on my research paper since last night that's due today for a good long time, so i've been using the internet quite extensively. well, my computer is fucked up right now so my internet kicks me off every once in a while, meaning i have to get back on about once every hour. getting back on of course means going to my home page first which just happens to be markersplotches. now don't take this as a "i hate seeing your face" (even though that is true) but i'm bored of seeing miryams post from sunday. i know most people have finals week right now so you're all too busy which is why i've decided to undertake making a new post. don't worry about it, you can thank me later. now i wouldn't have you read all of this to be like, "is that it? bitch ain't got anything interesting in this post." but do not fear, i will not leave you hanging like that. so go to http://www.gorillamask.net/urbanninja.shtml and enjoy or not. i don't really give a shit.

Bittersweet

How can I be expected to leave my girlies and the fire department? And then, 3 months later, leave all of you? And keep doing it for the next 3 years?

Cause pictures are fun...and lets face it, when the memory goes, they're all you have

Hey, people! Here are the before promised pictures of the mud pit...in case my desription wasn't vivid enough for you. (I'm in the red pants...)

fire power!

i didn't get any pictures of the fire at the performance, but i did video the practice. my boy is the one juggling. the 2 girls are friends of mine. one is on staff and the other is spinning poi. woo hoo!

http://s79.photobucket.com/albums/j154/daileestargirl/?action=view¤t=fireclip1.flv

one year ago today we were.....

that just occured to me, and i was amazed because it seems like forever ago, but at the same time it seems like it was last month or something.
sorry if you aren't in the pic, its the only one i could find that had most of us in it.

wah new hair and makeup!

circus was today! pictures of fire spinning soon to come. yada dada da!

Piercing!

I changed my belly ring today. I went to the place and the guy there looked at it and said it looked fine and I could change it. So I did. It's sooo cool I love it!

Feeling Less Disappointed and Depressed Because of the Puppies

So I was feeling bad this morning. But then I walked outside and saw a bunch of puppies on the quad and looked at pictures of the puppies from when I went to the Humane Society and it cheered me up a lot. Sorry there are so many pictures, but how could you ever have too many puppy pictures (and a kitty)?

Disappointed and Depressed

So for a long time I was planning on going home Tuesday of exams week. I have an exam Thursday but all we are supposed to do is show up and turn in a paper. That's it. No exam or anything. In this class we are allowed 3 absences. Every time we miss a class and have an excuse it is a half absence. If we get four absences it is 2% off our grade and if we get five absences it is 4% off our grade. Anyway, I had missed 3.5 classes. If I missed the exam it would give me 4 absences. I didn't care because I was going to get 2% off my grade anyway. The only thing I had to do was show up for class this morning and turn my papers and my homework in. Then I would have been able to miss the exam and go home Tuesday. When I haven't gotten much sleep (which I haven't - I pulled three all nighters in a row), it is impossible to wake me up. I am the heaviest sleeper I have ever met in my life. So, I set FIVE alarms. Count them, FIVE. I even moved on of the on my desk so when it went off I would have to get out of bed and turn it off. Well my class started at 9 and ended at 10:20. I woke up at exactly 10:19 on the floor with my phone alarm on my chest. I had climbed out of bed to turn my phone alarm off in my sleep and slept through the other alarms.

So I went to go find my teacher in her office. I turned in my essay I had spent hours and hours writing and revising (I had like six people total read over it and give me suggestions). Now I am upset because I think I might get 5% taken off for it being late. I spent so much time on it I was just really disappointed. Then on top of it my teacher told me now I had to go to the exam since I had missed class. So now I have to stay in this shithold two extra days I could have easily not had to be here for.

Also, I had been hoping to find a ride home this weekend for Margaret's First Holy Communion. I have been looking forward to seeing this for months. However, I have not been able to find a ride home because it is the weekend before exams. So I asked Christie if I was able to find a way to Mizzou if she could give me a ride back home with her carpool. So for a while she had a ride but we just found out we would not have a ride back at all. So now I cannot go home for Marge's First Holy Communion and I am really really really really really really sad about it. And pissed about it.

So I was walking back to my room and there were puppies in the quad to draw a crowd to get people to donate money to some cause. I was playing with the puppies and it was cheering me up a lot. There were these two adorable girls who were about two and four. They had blonde curly hair and the bluest eyes I have ever seen. They were wearing cute dresses and holding little Disney Princess purses. I was talking to them and we were playing with the puppies together. I was wondering where their parents were when this man walked up. He was their dad and I realized he was in the army. For some reason it really upset me. I don't even know those people but I know that dad might have to miss out on his daughters' First Holy Communions. He isn't going to get to be a big part of their lives and it made me so sad. What if something happened to him while he was fighting? He has two beautiful little girls and I was so depressed because I didn't want him to have to be away from them or be risking his life.

Everything just built up and now I'm here in my room crying about two little girls I don't know, an exam, and a First Holy Communion. I just wish I could go home and fuck all the rest of my tests and exams. Right now I am just feeling disappointed and depressed.

have you ever seen a llama kiss a llama on the llama...

hey, people. if you like llamas you should check out this flash:
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/llama
it's pretty funny. especially because we like llamas...and ducks. a little warning though, it is quite addictive.
so what have you all been up to? getting off of school and stuff sounds like. I still have another three or four weeks of school. Though I am excited because i got a new pet! she's a rat and her name is Justin (like from "Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH"). Justine if you want to be politically correct. I was going to post her picture, but my camera is going berserk. Also, some more exciting news: I get to meet one of my new favorite authors, MT Anderson, on Friday! I'm going to eat lunch with him! yay! If you all have time, you should definiely read this book, "Feed". it is fucking amazing.
Oh, and we had Flunk Day, here at Knox. I would also have posted pictures of that, but my friend has yet to give me a disc with them. Basically, no one knows when Flunk Day is, but whenever it is, all classes are automatically cancelled. what happens on Flunk Day is that the faculty comes and wakes up all the seniors at about 3 in the morning. They then take them out to a cornfield with a bunch of kegs and gets them all beligerently drunk. They then bring them back, and all the seniors stumble through our suites, banging on our doors, shouting, "It's Flunk Day, bitches! Get the fuck up!" This is at about 5 now. So then, you get up and run outside and jump right into the mud pit. That's right, the mud pit. You get thrown in or dragged in or you just jump in and the mud wrestling and such begins. Everyone else on campus is either also beligerently drunk by now or getting there. Then you go to the foam pit. yeah, the foam pit. it was the best part. It was a big inflatable castle thing that had a foam maker in the back. There was awesome music playing so you could dance in the foam. Then you would go stand right under the foam machine, and the bubbles and stuff would just pour over you. So you would be covered in this huge mound so that you couldn't even see. you would just be buried in the bubbles. it was awesome. and this was all by 7 am. later they had a huge playground of inflatable stuff (an inflatable slip'n slide, slide, obstacle course, etc.) they also had karaoke and a mechanical bull. it was all sooooo amazing. i have no idea when it will be next year, but amanda wants me to call her as soon as i find out when it is (4 in the morning?) so that she can come. Anybody else want to be called?
Love to you all! (and see you soon)

yay!!!

done with school, done with school!!!!!
i have been free since 4.30 pm today
feels pretty good
go home on saturday
don't come back to tulsa until august 2
feeling pretty good right now

so i'm in college...

so after the past 9 and a half months that i've spent in college i came to the realization that i'm actually in college...

you know how like when you are in grade school or whatever...the possibility of being an adult is so completely far away that it doesn't seem real...and that college on that cusp...it seems so surreal to think that we're moved out of our parent's houses (at least most of us) and we're lookin for places of our own..considering our careers...paying for everything for ourselves...i think thats fuckin trippy and i was kind of in denial about all of that...till last night...

so last night hannah and i were doing homework and she finished at midnight and was like fuck i need a break and i was like hell damn i could use one of those cause i'll be up for a few more hours and i was getting sleepy...

so we decide to go get some coffee...theres a place in Old Town called the Alley Cat which has a similar feel to coffee cartel or kayaks or moccabees...its really freakin cute...its got Kwapy's Media Studio written all over it...random paintings and pictures and couches and lamps and plants and games and records and pretty much the most eclectic selection of music...

the best thing about Alley Cats (beside the phenomenal chai) is that it is open 24-7...anytime you need anythign you got it...their menu has food for all meals and coffee and smoothies and espressos and all kinds of jazz...its pretty magical...

so hannah and i are walkin there...across campus and down Old Town a few blocks...and we were sitting there on the couches drinkin coffee at like 2am and i was like hell damn i'm in college...

later on we were hit on the creepiest of the creepy who was talkin about how he liked to rip his arm off and how he liked to eat puppies and how he had spent the past 2 and a half years living on a submarine in conneticut...

but thats a different story...

Dailee Help!

Well, Dailee you know just about everything about piercings so I need your help. Recently (the past two weeks or so) my navel piercing has been acting weird. If I put pressure around the opening, sometimes this yellowish liquid comes out like puss or something. The thing is it the area is not hot, it is now swollen, it is not red, or anything. I wasn't sure if it was infected or not because I thought infections were hot, swollen, and red. I don't know I have been cleaning with Bactine and it's been three months since the piercing.

I'm wondering if it might have anything to do with the soap I am using. Another thing is about two weeks ago I got it caught on my bed and it pulled it a little. I don't know if that had anything to do with it. I also went swimming in a lake and I wonder if that may have anything to do with it (however my roommate also jumped in the lake with me and hers is doing fine). Anyway, I was wondering if you knew anything about this and could help me out. Thanks