Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Drained.

Cramming 5 weeks of learning in a night + no sleep = DEATH.

One more midterm to gooo. 
NBA basketball starts today!
World Series delayed, again. Rays FTW!
I need to learn to have fewer expectations, its fking me up.
SB on Friday, let's get this doneeeee. 


uno. 

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Quit ya Cryin'

We're all pretty much over all the drama-filled events of these past couple days, BUT it did make me start thinking about how all this 'drama' seems to find such an outwardly happy group of friends. So I've come to the conclusion that people create their own drama. I, You, We create d-r-a-m-a!

Things to avoid:

*Asking questions, looking for a specific answer
-Leads to lies, which leads to disappointment. Keep it to yourself unless you want real answers. 

*Expecting too much, being needy.
-Back off. These people are your "friends," not your bitches. Expecting they'll be there at your every whim is retarded. Take what they give and be grateful!

*Assuming people realize how annoying they are
-They don't know. You'll only get more annoyed as they continue to and more frequently partake in their annoying habits. Eventually MOST of the things they do/say or even just being in their presence will annoy you, nip it, just say something! (Try 'sarcastically' picking at it first though)

*Not thinking you're annoying
-You talk about all your other friends but for some reason you feel as though you're elite. Noooothing is wrong with you, you're on the cool side! Get over yourself, you are not God. 

*Drinking too much and being an ass!
-You say all the things you know you're going to forget and in the morning regret. Alcohol intensifies every feeling you have in your sober mind, the most miniscule problem is now life or death. And for some reason those 'intense' feelings you have MUST be expressed in the most idiotic fashion possible. Pace yourself, TRY not to be an ass, I know its difficult. 

This isn't directed toward any of my friends. Actually, I'm pretty sure i've done all these things and this is just me lecturing myself for regretful actions. But eh, it's whatev's makes life more interesting right? 

uno. 

Monday, October 13, 2008

Happy Berfday Sean!


I love you for your vulgarity, childish ways, and womanly appearance. And to think around this time last year I didn't give a shit that it was your birthday! Now you's my momma. Happy Birthday Momma Sean! Haha. <3

I had my first IM game last night and it was definitely apparent that I really haven't played in 2 years. I'm a loser and have no friends so I was in the free agent pool, which is made up of players that other teams just pick up and put on theirs, but we had enough girls that we became Free Agents--the team. 6 players, all under 5'5. Holla. Before the games started we all agreed that we were out of shape and hadn't picked up a ball since HS. Liars, they weren't out of shape at--fucking--all, nor did they lose their shots like they reassured me the had, granted I was the only 2nd year on the team and HS wasn't that long ago for them. But whatevs I can't complain about my team being good. Oh and if it sounds as though I'm implying I didn't play well, I'm not, I played well, if you paid close attention and got to see me before I huffed and puffed for a sub. Nothing has changed since HS. We ended up slaughtering this tall white girl team and getting a dose of our own medicine in getting waxed by some sharp shooting asian squad. Though, we did come close to winning in the second game by 'cheating,' but that def. would not have been a satisfying win. We 2-2!

I got me them butterflies in my stomach, daily. It's super nice, we'll see where this one goes. 

uno. 

Monday, October 6, 2008

Another Shot.

I tried to become a "Blogger" a little less than a year ago and it's pretty evident that it didn't work out. But let's give it another shot. 

Having my own room this year is so dope. As if I haven't had this luxury the past 19 years at home, but it's just that much more special here. Pretty lame for now, but I'm sure it'll become more 'lived-in' as the year goes on. 
This be my room. 

The occupants of EHS 411.
Kristin, Paulina, Me, Angel.

This year definitely hasn't started off slow. Making memories then having to be reminded of them the next day seems to be a common theme, but even without the drunken nights, this year has the makings to be pretty legit. 

Uno.