yea, so anna recounts the story of our little skinner excursion in her blog, that shes actually updating now (sporadically but its all good) and the deal is that I tried to open the door to the history loungue, and our school normally keeps everything unlocked, but the door was locked. and i wanted to get in there to grab a pencil, so i was like "god damn them for not trusting me" or something to that extent.

but yea, now i'm tired, and sleepy. and my goal for tomorrow is to eat breakfast. (i have low standards for myself), so lets hope that I get that accomplished.

oh wait yea, and tomorrow is wednesday so i have my oral comment to give (finally) in women's studies, on the beloved topic of abortion. so i'll gonna think positive things about that bc i think that i've managed to write a really objective and clear comment that tries to stay as far away from abortion as possible and instead talks about the fun world of condoms and contraceptives. which is why there's so many condom links up on my profile. see everything is explained now.

night y'all

i'd like to think of myself as someone who inspires other people to not do their work, and instead blog about the work they should be doing, but arent.

i love how i just keep finding new stuff to waste my time with...love it. i think my brain has shut down bc i have to get stuff done. like actual crucial work needs to be done this week, and i just really dont wanna. i dont. i wanna play with my blog and add pretty things to it...i think i'm addicted.

must work...i must focus and work. must.

i find it highly amusing that anna gets sex-isled. the funny part is that she stays in the room, like she wont go away for the night. i say just give people their space, anna says "its my room too, and i have sh*t i need to do"...i'm sooo glad the roomate doesnt do that. soo glad. soo very glad.

there are drunken people outside of my building, like loud drunken people. Its 8pm, on a tuesday night...it must be the sugar ray concert...

yea, so victor kindly informed me that i am on google, and guess what he found? a good awful pitcure of me in my cheerleading uniform.
here: http://www.mtholyoke.edu/org/cheer/roster3.html

i warn you its not pretty.

update: ok, new link, that should fix it.

there are two birds mating right outside my window! oh my.

my next goal is to come up on a google search...

my brothers page comes up when you search google, it comes up twice actually. it the first 2 links, after that its not him anymore. but yea, if my brother can do that, then i can too...

i should really be working...oh well.

the next thing on the agenda is figuaring out how to get it so theres a link that goes straight to my buddy window to send me a message. What I have so far is this link, but it doesnt really work when i insert it in. so yea, i'll think about that for a while. if u wanna help, just add a comment. *hint*

aim:goim?screenname=justasmurf&message=HI!+jes+ur+a+genius+!

i like how i go to meetings 30 mintutes late, and its not that big of a deal. now to just get this comment over and written with.

its tuesday i just somehow need to get myself to friday and i'll be okay...

i smelled a boy today! like I walked out of the language building and there was a boy. and he smelled like a boy. i thought i was going to faint. it was great. you dont realize how much a women's college is wrecking ur system until u smell a boy when u least expect it. it was great.

i think its funny how i'm in italian, and i'm thinking "this is waste of my time i could be in my bed right now, better yet i could be fixing my comments page so that it matches the color scheme of the rest of the site"

oh and my italian professor told me what my problem is, she said "jessica i've noticed that you translate the italian from spanish, i think you need to translate things from english. you speak english well" and i'm thinking "thats just peachy, last semester the other lady told me the opposite thing..."

why am i taking italian? i dont know italian. i know spanish...most of the time.

yea, kim's doing the weird nasal snort snoring thing, its time for me to go to bed. really.

andy's make me happy.

i almost forgot, so my religion professor almost died last week, he got a blood clot in his lung, and he went to a hospital in boston and they said that it was the biggest one that they had seen. he basically should have been dead. but he wasnt. bc the man in a fighter, and he's amazing. he's one of the best professors that i've had here (not saying much cause i've only had like 8 but still)

my eyes hurt. i need some sleep.

dont ever hope for something that you can't have.

eh, maybe now i'll do some real work...maybe.

this thing is kinda getting on my nerves, things are never just push a button and ta-da there it is

yea, i dont think this is gonna work, but i'm gonna keep trying cause its more fun than doing women's studies...i can always just not sleep

umm, i'm not really sure whats happening now...i hope i dont break this thing

yea, it doesnt...ok time to fix

charles asked and I said, "I can do that, my brother has one" so here are the comments, now y'all start writing

you can either buy yourself a nice car, or go to college for a year. thats what ppl should be thinking about, would i rather waste my time learning about some dead people or ride around in a really nice car...

oh that note, white girls are dumb for not dating charles. 37% of Mount Holyoke women find charles attractive, the other 63% find each other attractive. (this figuare was pulled out of my ass, but the 63% part is true)

whenever I walk up to my room on the 3rd floor it makes me realize how out of shape I really am. I think i'm gonna have a heart attack or something, i'm like gasping for air, its not pretty.

yea, so this isnt like the blog of note or anything, but this is the first time that i know i've been linked. this is more exciting than when Gabriel asked me to write a paper with him, u ready? the original jabad has linked me on his blog. i'm speechless. yea.

sometimes i don't know what to say to fix things, and i really wish that i could just say something and fix whatever it is that is going on, but i can't.

a lot of times people like to focus on the bad, and that's all they see. they don't see the other sides of things, they just can't because the bad contaminates all the good to the point where all they feel is an empty sadness...

i wish i could just say something and have that be the cure-all, erase whatever the pain may be, but i can't, bc i simply choose to accept the bad as a part of life, the bad is a given. its all in how you choose to deal with whats given to you.

my new favortite past time is to browse other people's blogs. doing this has made me realize that I'm in the kiddie leagues right now. I am nothing, there are some amazing sites out there, and it all just makes me wanna stop working on my school stuff (ie nasty macro, italian, and women's studies) and just play around with web pages. so yea, thats what I'm thinking about right now.

i like how the president of Venezuela is always picture with a huge gold chain. http://www.venezuela.gov.ve/ns/index.htm <---go there and see it for urself

i love the internet. I really do. I just found all of my data for my macro project by doing a really simple search...I like when things that are painless.

yea, also we were doing presentations in Macro, and we get to Bulgaria, and it was just like "wow, that sucks. your country is just screwed" and then I thought about it and realized that a lot of countries out there are screwed, like a 45% unemployment rate. yea, that sucks. It makes me understand why my parents took my away from the beautiful tropics to live in Texas.

i like how I assume whats going on in people's lives when I read their blogs, especially when they dont update them that frequently. I start thinking they broke up with their girlfriends, got done by some schoolwork, and then started selling their sperm to make some extra money on the side. So when ppl ask me how they are doing thats what I tell them. Which is probably how rumors get started, but eh.

Oh wait I almost forgot why today is such a great day...its my Mami's Birthday!
and since I sent her a present I get bonus points! which thus means when I screw up again she cuts me some slack! score!

yea, so I have a formal on sunday, and its gonna be a on a boat, and its supposed to be cold, which thus means that I should dress warmly, but I dont think I have any "warm" formal attire, so we'll see what I do, I dont even know how I'm getting over there yet...

oh but the best part of this is that Annita is finally coming with me to Boston! yay!

Sucky news that you can get thru email is someone telling you that you can get a ride with them to Boston (and their not trying to rip you off when they tell you how much they want you to pitch in), but its at a time when you cant go...ahhhh....i miss having a car...

the best news that you can receive thru an email is that your class has been cancelled.

hahaha! I am victorios against the women's studies comment! My class was cancelled! So I dont have to do worry about this awful comment until Wednesday!! yippee! The comment that was wrecking my life is now over and done with! well not really but for the night it is.

US postal service delivered the package! my mom just wasnt there to get it! yay! being nice to postal employees does have its perks

woohoo! I love getting a check back from the IRS saying that I'm getting money back! yay!

sometimes the universe lets u go when u say mercy.

oh yesterday me and anna were watching people and noticed how ppl date someone thats in the same range of attractiveness as they are in. like these ppl look like they could be related they're so similiar. so now when u look at couples think to urself "aren't they at the same level of attractiveness?" and by this i mean, ugly ppl have ugly mates, moderately attractive dates moderately attractive, bimbo dates bimbo...and so forth. this is the same logic with the ppl u hang out with, ur only gonna hang out with ppl u find attractive, bc if not its just not gonna work...ur gonna start having self doubt or ur gonna get a huge ego...so it all just evens out.

yea, so i saw this spider climb down from the ceiling and like almost land on my bed (my bed is bunked and since my roomate's afraid of heights i got the top bunk) and i flipped out. like i just lost it, and started trying to shake the damn thing off my bed and praying that the things wasnt full of babies, it was really disturbing, bc i dont know where that spider is...

i like making my friends lisen to music they wouldnt enjoy...or making anna watch the lapdance thing on the neptunes site, bc its funny hearing her say "i could do that"

i have the strangest dreams...i think i just dont sleep well here

i like wasting 2 hours lisening to john leguizamo go on about how his father was a drunk, its good stuff

my brain can no longer study...which is just really annoying

i think its funny that Gwar is playing tonight at UMASS, it seems so fitting

i like how my school is small enough that when you read the paper, its all about people that you know...

i had a weird ass dream about me buying a chicked and a duck. The duck turned into my dog, who was pissed off at me, and so I went into this office to get advice on what I should do with my "baby" that I bought at the Pet Store, and I got advice from George Bush, not W but the other guy. I woke my ass up right then and there.

the key thing about my work is that I dont wanna do it. Its all stuff that I dont enjoy, and dont wanna waste my time with...euk.

Probably the funniest Nixon quote ever from Sammy Davis Jr. (Why Me, 1989):

He hesitated. "Incidentally, it is okay to say black?"
"Yes, Mr. President, we say black now. Negro and colored are not in use."
He had a notepad and he wrote, "Black is preferred, colored is not," and he asked, "How did that happen?"

in other news my brother is amazing bc he can blog from his phone, and well that just seems really cool to the dorky side of jessica...

i've been pretty productive today...which is what I need for this weekend, because this will be the weekend that does Jessica in the ass, without the Ky, and without asking...not cool. So since I'm going to Boston next weekend for a boat formal (i dont ask, i just get feed and get to look pretty) i need to study for my finals this weekend, plus do other minor stuff, like oh write a women's studies comment on a topic i'm squemish about and write a macro paper on the economic state of Venezuela (oh am I glad that I didnt pick Argentina)...so yea, thats how it goes...i have other goals for this weekend as well, like figuaring out how to move my page from blogspot to the school server so I can have my own pictures in this thing, and making this page look pretty, and maybe even starting to pack my stuff up so I can go home in peace...eh, we'll see how much I actually get accomplished...

See which Greek Goddess you are.

yea, i was also Hera, but that picture was screwing with my page bc it was too big, so eh. now its not there.

i love how right after i call facilities management about my closet light not working, i figuare out that it just needed to be tighened...yea, i'm not so bright sometimes

yea, the thing i dont like about Macro is that its not real life, and my prof like admits it....he's like 'we alll know this isnt how unemployment really works" and I'm thinking 'so why dont u teach me how it actually works u dumb fck" i get a little angry in that class...

there giving tours in my dorm, thats just great...theres like a large mass of people in the hallway and all i wanna do is take a shower...i've figuared out why upperclasses men hate firstyrs...its the same way that i really dont care for perspectives...

it was pointed out to me that if Joser did make it (or any of the other talented exes that I have out there) then technically I would be a muse for inspiring him to make such a great song about me being a bitch. So it could be a positive. By the way the name of the band that Brent's friend has an ex in is "Fallout Countdown" they have catchy tunes, u might wanna check them out...

i wonder why the page started being screwy all of a suden?

"it was anna versus Jesus and Jesus won"<---Anna describing how her ex-borfriend dumped her for Jesus...which seems oddly familiar to me...

I sure hope Joser doesnt end up being famous...not because he doesnt deserve it but bc I dont want songs about me floating around...although "Jessica is a Bitch" was a pretty catchy song...I could always just say it was some other Jessica....(in response to Brent's last post, if I was smart enough I'd figuare out how to make a link to it, but I dont have time for that)

'I think that it's opening my body in new ways" -Annita during her phone interview to a dance company, talking about her Modern Class...I really just need to make a dating video with this girl, I should just follow her around with a video camera...

a girl was raped at UMASS yesterday, and thats a little frightening. And there was a shut down at Smith College for racist slurs written in public spaces and the lack of safety that surrounds minority students at the college. A&F prints racist t-shirt that promote stereotypes against Asian Americans.

The question is: Am I noticing this stuff because I'm up here or is this all just happening now? I think the world is getting more frightening the more I learn...

i went to the Post office to mail my mommy her birthday present, which is the creepy picture of myself from New York. Creepy because its like an identical copy of myself and the guy took 15 minutes to do it. Anyways I go to school in this tiny little tony so the women in the Post Office are just really amusing, and they're like: "this is a beautiful picture, is this for your mom?, she's going to cry" think of the women of snl who do the NPR radio women when you picture these women, one was named Florence, or Flo for short, and the other one was Norma. They were really sweet and helpful though, but it was just a really amusing experience, the funniest thing they told me was that if I was mailing the picture to my boyfriend they wouldnt care if it got damaged, but since its for my mom they took every step to make sure it didnt get scratched on the way there. Just keep that in mind next time u need the US Postal Service to mail something for you, just tell them its for your mom.

yea, so my 8:35 ended at 9:15, which is just odd. But my professor was in the hospital last week, and he basically told us that the one writting assignment that we did was it. So I'm done with the class, I just have to write a self-evaluation saying how I feel that I did this semester. I dont think I learned anything from that class, so I really dont know what to do about that.

andy's are really great. they make the entire day a lot better, even when they're far away...

yea, i'm ready for next year. because next year, i have a single. which allows me to be cool with this stuff, bc really its only 2 more weeks till i'm home free.

drunken lesbian friends are probably even less fun.

drunken friends are also not cool in ur room at midnight.

roomates drinking on wednesday are not cool

we were talking about sweatshops at dinner today and like what stores used sweatshops to make their clothes and this is the insightful intellegent comment that I added: "Starbucks eats babies and rapes mothers to make their coffee" to which my funny european friend said "yea that why it taste so good" and then anna said "yea and the Gap is thinking of using fetuses to make its clothes"... and so another round of intelligent dinner conversation ended.

I just watched Citizen Ruth for the second time in the last 24hrs. (a funny satire on abortion, that centers on a homeless drug abuser and how she gets charged with endangering her fetus because she's a homeless drug abuser) right so here I am watching this thing on a topic that I avoid like the plague. I hate talking about abortion, because its such a personal issue. So here I am watching this satire on something that I dont really know where I stand on. Well I do know where I stand but that also gets complicated too. There were some funny momments in the movie though, like when they're making fun of the "Babysavers", the fanatical christian pro-life group and when the lesbian moon worshing pro-abortionist sign a little song to the moon. And Burt Reynolds is in the movie, which is both really funny and kinda scary all at the same time. so yea, i have to think of something to write about this movie...euk.

i find it amusing that when i come into the room my roomate is lisening to lil'romeo...

away messages make me laugh at 2:24 in the am: uchi's-"One thing kids like is to be tricked. For instance, I was going to take my little nephew to Disneyland, but instead I drove him to an old burned-out warehouse. 'Oh, no,' I said. 'Disneyland burned down.' He cried and cried, but I think that deep down, he thought it was a pretty good joke. I started to drive over to the real Disneyland, but it was getting pretty late."

oh the one hand summer sounds good, it seems promising, full of surprises and good friends...on the other it means leaving people that make me happy...but i get to eat at home, i miss food...but i'll miss the boy...yea, on the other hand summer sounds sad and lonely...

okay now this thing is bugging me again...grrr

I like how all the stuff I like to do has nothing to do with classwork.

i'm trying to think of something worthwhile to post, but I got nothing. Except that I'm really great at wasting time.

I think my school is teaching me to be nice, and I have a problem with this. The world isnt nice, it just isnt, but at the same time that they are telling us to voice our options and be strong during classes we spend alot of time just saying things like "no to disagree with you, but..." I sometimes just wanna hear someone go at it with someone else. Thats it. I think when people yell and really let their gut hang out then thats where u can realy start learning things, without things always being so polite, and nice.

I think my italian skills have gone out the window, it may have to do with the fact that I've stopped going to all my italian classes, because I no longer have the attention span to learn this language. Plus its screwing up my spanish and thats pissing me off.

slowly but surely this thing will be perfect.

i'm having a problem with making it to my early classes, it kinda plays into it that they're no longer exciting. So now for my next semester my classes dont start until 11, maybe then i'll be able to make it there in one piece. In other news my back is peeling, which I would think was gross but i dont because this time last year, (well actually this time next weekend) I was burning my body to a crisp. Y'all remember what I looked like, that was gross.

my wonderfully sweet andy is just great, he makes me laugh.

lets see if this thing works now...

um ok now this whole thing has gone to hell

this thing keeps bugging me

this thing keeps bugging me

i'm hungry

ok, maybe this will work now

i went to this breakdancing competition and that stuff is just amazing, and its really funny how i get up here and just realize how much really cool stuff was going on like in Houston. Like I made this girl go with me and she had never seen this stuff before, like she had never seen anything like that, and thats just sad. and they had a step team there and i just wasnt impressed, but when someone can spin on their head, i'm insanely impressed. but yea, after that the night just turned really sketch.

sometimes u just need a drink

yea so yes.

this godamn school doesnt have any ac, do u know what thats like in 90 degree weather? Its asking people to kill themselves thats what it is....damn them and their air conditioned houses down the street, auuuuggggh cant think i cant work like this i cant!

ok i really dont know what i did to this, and i really wanna figuare out how to fix it...

wow this thing hasnt been publishing for a while now...since tuesday i think...that really sucks...

so i get my ass up for my 8:35, i even called the boy to wake him up and then showered and then i went to my 8:35, no professor. I was pissed, i walked my butt over to class and he's not there. So I had some breakfast, and i was happy. so it all evened out, bc i was seriously considering missing his class for some breakfast.

this is just really annoying, i cant get this damn thing to post.

my friends are really cute

my skin still burns but no one knows of it bc this thing wont publish

why cant i publish? why? this is really sad, i have things i want people to hear and no one can hear me now...

alright so, my skin burns. oh now i remmeber what i was gonna write about, okay so its currently 86 degrees in western mass, its supposed to get up to the 90's. Now first of all these people dont have air conditioning, 2nd their not used to this kind of weather, and 3rd most of them only own one pair of shorts, these people are gonna die. Jawilliams said something to me this morning about how it was gonna get to 96 and i started laughing and saying "these ppl are gonna die!" really loudly too...i expect them to start dropping like flies soon.

so i'm eating breakfast with Jawilliams, and she's just as rosy red as i am, minus the fact that mine is going away and she's just pink. and ppl are like "wow, thats gonna be a nice tan," and i'm like "yea i know" kinda sucks though cause its only the top of my back and the front of my legs, cause i was sitting like a little indian.

i'm really enjoying being in love with someone. it makes u feel really alive and its just really wonderful, even though i dont get to see him all that often, when i do it makes up for all the waiting. its a very comfortable thing too, like a good pair of jeans that actually fit u right and make ur butt look perfect. I have figuared it out, love makes ur butt look perfect.actually no, it just makes u a sane person.

ahhhhhh....my back burns, my legs, and burning, i scratched them, now the pain is unbearable...not really but its really annoying

why wont this thing publish?

my back it burns

so i layed out in the sun today to make myself feel better. and i did, the sun does wonders for picking ur energy back up to where its supposed to be. Only thing is that I burned my back and its radiating its own heat at this point. But it was just so nice to lay out on the green and read, and watch people. There were girls out there in like little bikinis and I was like "theres no need for that" bc really when u run into ur professors while ur wearing a little tiny string bikini things change between u two, thats not cool. I dont care if these ppl are ph.D's they're still men, with great views from their office of the green and of you laying out barely clothed. But the point of this is that my back is red, and the lotion on my skin makes me look like i'm peeling or something, not cool.

i'm getting this feeling thats kinda overwhelming. It says "go home jessica" (kinda in the same voice that andy says "no jessica"), and it doesnt really allow me to focus on anything else. There are 4 weeks left. I'm so close to being home, and being able to see my mom thats its not really allowing me to do much other than think. These next couple of weeks are gonna go by quickly, or at least they better bc at this point all I really wanna do is sleep, talk to my mom, sleep, hang out with the boy, sleep, and play in the pretty sun. yea, this is one of those momments where i realize only a few ppl will really understand why i feel this way, and i just want to keep it that way. I'm almost home. and its weird feeling like this, bc i really do love it up here, i just need to go home now...

i missed all of today. i didnt go to class, i didnt open a book, i didnt do anything academic. it was what i really needed to do today. it really sucks to be up here and not be able to just go home when i need to. it just takes alot out of me to not be able to be there when my parents need me. andy's are really great, because they will drive across a puny little state to come be with me when i need them. i also learned that frat boys are really nice.

the universe really enjoys kicking me in the gut.

theres nothing better than when ur 8:35 prof cancels ur class! well maybe ur italian professor deciding to cancel class as well

yea, so i just got back from a really nice weekend in Boston, and now I feel kinda weird at my school. It was just so nice there and now i'm just like "why do i come here again?" and i know i shouldnt be feeling like that but I do, and I just wish I was closer the boy, and to just boys in general. It would be really nice to be in a city and be able to just take a subway to go and visit my friends...but yea, its really pretty at the Moho, and hopefully this all will pass...

i really like this weather that we've been having, and i know its silly to right about the weather, but it really is really nice. The freaky thing is that its like 50 or so ouside and i was outside in like a shirt, flip flops and some jeans. yea, i was wearing a sweater earlier to protest but the day was just really nice, and i just couldnt resist.

place where if u dont come home at night, everyone is going to notice.

its amazing to think about where it was that I was like a year ago. Right about this time I was freaking out, with school and everything, it was just overwhelming and I was just pretty unhappy. or maybe april was the month that I didnt go to school bc I was taking personal days, or whatever I called them. I think it was this time last year that I was going to florida and getting sunburned, and trying to figuare out if I really wanted to go to Mount Holyoke or not...thats pretty interesting to be thinking on the other side of that, and now being so thankful for the choices that I made that got me where i am now. so yea, things work out in the end. when i think about things like that it gives me hope. and everyone could use a little more of that.

i'm glad i dont have to deal with this whole lottery business. ppl keep coming into my room and like wanting to look around, its pretty annoying sometimes...i'm glad i have a room....a single room with a view of the lake...

every day, all that i want is a ham and cheese sandwich.
every day, i'm let down.

in other news, there was a revolt in italian that I forgot to mention yesterday. Turns out that silly americans dont know anything about Roman Numerals, we we're learning how to pronounce like decades and centuries and other roman numeral stuff and we got to the 3rd questions, and it was my turn. She asked me the answer and I just looked at her and was like "i dont know," it wasnt that i didnt know the answer in english, it was just all the answers were in roman numerals, and they all look the same to me. this was the 3rd question in a row, we're we had no idea. and so she was like (in a very cute, italian accent) "americans they know nothing about roman numerals, we just can't do this excersise then" and so the class was victorious. and i was happy. the end.


if that had been an italian fable, I would have been eaten/ killed by my cute little italian teacher...europeans are really funny.

i was informed that the icky italian version is the way little red riding hood is supposed to end. thats disgusting.

andy's are fun, bc they'll not do their work along with u. and because they give hand massages...really good ones too...

italian children's stories/fables are really depressing. their version of little red ridding hood ends with the little girl being eaten...not good.

my friends are just the silliest bunch of ppl i know. i love having them around.

ahhh this thing is giving me a headache!!!

so the results of all the songs named Jessica are in. The allman brothers have a really nice instrumental; most songs named Jessica are instrumentals. I have also learned that there are alot of Jessica's out there that are heartbreakers, hence songs like Jessica is a Bitch and I hate Jessica. The funniest Jessica song is the Tejano one. yea, lisening to that was disturbing. I also looked at songs named Anna (for my funny friend Anna), and found one that was probably related to her in some way called Anna is a speed freak. I searched for songs named Charles, Brent, and Andy and I learned that ppl dont really write songs about boys. But there are alot of Capueta songs with "abad" in them.

yea, all this instead of doing my macro...

i just downloaded every song with Jessica as the title...yea, i'm a little stuck on myself so far, although i found one called Jessica is a bitch, i can't wait to hear that one.

i have weird dreams. case and point: last night i had a dream about p.diddy (puffy whatever, point is he shouldnt be in my dream), so thats weird enough, weirder still was the fact that i dreamt that i was meeting luis and justin (luis' roommate/really good friend for those folks following at home) anyways i was meeting them at the supermarket, mind you i took the PVTA to the supermarket, and when i got there puffy was making an apperance near the cheese/dairy section inside of some clothing store (that was right by the cheese sticks), so Justin turns to me and ask "is that puffy?" and i was like "yea" like i was some kind of authority and could distinguish between the real puffy and a fake one. then i said something else weird, i was like "yea, i've seen him here about 3 or 4 times now." odd
but yea, after that i played monopoly with andy's brothers and then the game tried to attack us in some way, i forget. the whole point is i have some weird dreams.

professors are just really cute. my women's studies professor was just giddy bc her book won an award, and she was like not really making much sense in class and she let us out early. which was great if i had known that, that was what was happening, but i didnt. so i went to my macro class directly afterward like i always do, and ended up there thinking that i was late (the clock in that room never really tells the correct time) and i walked in and sat down. come to figuare out (after i had sat down of course) that i was sitting in on his class that is directly before mine. yea, i felt silly.

i now have a headache. but it looks pretty, so its worth it. i hope.

hehe, i was supposed to do macro, but instead i killed some time and updated this page. hope u guys like. i'll figuare out how to adjust that window on the side, eventually.

what kind of punk would put bean sprouts on a sandwich? all i want is a normal sandwich, just some ham maybe cheese, on bread, thats it, i'm not asking for anything strange. what do i get? bean sprouts, ham, cream, and a bread...ever tried to pick out bean sprouts? it gets u nowhere....

ok, i'm reading my women's studies reading and this what i just read, and i had to take a pause and just write it down to share "all men have the potential to rape, and may be expected to do so if they can get away with it."...yea...i just dont agree with that.

oh yea, and i have a single for next year, plus my dorm is going to have a soft serve ice cream machine...very nice...

yea, its weird when ppl i dont really know come up to me and hug me, I'm like "get off me." especially considering it was the girl from my eco class last semester who was that person in the class who asked the dumb stupid questions and was trying to sound smart...yea, u know who this person is, there's one in every class...

so yes. i spent yet another exciting saturday studying and talking to the boy. i hate macro. and boys named andres make me happy. oh and rice doesnt have any good exciting classes during the summer. there.

so macro made me cry today, things that are within my major should not be stressful to me, i just dont believe in that, so i'm doing political economics now, which means that I'm designing my own major, my advisor just makes my life so much easier, he is just the best man. just when i needed some good wonderful vibes he gave them to me...yay...ok

boys who write me letters make me happy. mail makes me happy period. but boys who actually decide to write me letters just make me happy. it makes me wanna spend time with them, and see what they're up to.

ok, so the moral of today's story is dont have candy. If ur name is Jessica just dont have little Mamba candies, cause then ur body is so pumped with the sugar that u cant concentrate on the stupid italian...auuggh...must focus...i feel like brent....

right so yes. professors are funny little creatures, i hope to be one of them one day. i went in to talk to my macro prof today, and my women's studies prof, and they're just funny. I'm convinced that my macro prof is the most lonely little man on the planet, well maybe not, i know he has kids and a wife so he cant be so lonely but he's always alone during his office hours. On the other hand my eco advisor is kinda a bit of a slut, bc he's in his office with a different girl everytime i check in on him, but thats ok, he's a fun man. but my women's studies professor is just funny, she's a great teacher, i just dont really believe eveything she has to say, which is ok. I'd be curious to know if other professors at other colleges are just as weird as mine are. oh and i saw a dog pee in the middle of Skinner today (its one of our buildings), its funny bc all of them bring their dogs to class and i always wondered if they (the dogs) were just well trained or what. so now i know. the dog just got too excited, its not his fault.

boys are great, because they're simple. Tell say something and thats what they mean, no ify-ness about it. they also make me laugh and feel better. girls are great though, cause they bring u m&m's when u dont really need any, and then u get sick from eating the m&m's and the fake chicken noodle soup that just says it has "white meat" in them. wait no it wasnt the m&m's just the funny fake meat...i'm gonna starve at this school....

From Brent, or Brent's friend Jeff:

girls require time and money, so
girls = time x money
time is money-
time = money
girls = money x money
money is the root of evil
money = evil^.5 so
girls = evil^.5 x evil^.5
and finally we simplify
girls = evil

yea, i dont know, the math seems kinda funny but it seems right

i keep being really impressed by the fact that me and andy have been together for 7 months now, i'm thinking "thats a chunk of time that went by fairly smoothly," and then today its been the movement of the couples that have been together for 2 yrs, thats two YEARS of ur life, of ur young life, not the old part where everything just blends together and before u know it u've been married for 20 something yrs....ahh, i'm too impressed by them right now...

funny things to mention in this months Jane:
*the prank of the month involved a Jamba Juice, it even featured a picture of the writter drinking a smoothie, it made me laugh.
*definition of soft lovers: people who don't get sweaty during sex
*oh and the words "penis storage"
*plus an article that tells u what happens when you stop bullsh*t*ng. The writer went to her gyno and told her she has unprotected sex and never got the cream that she was asked to get...classic, then she goes on to tell her date that she masterbated in the morning before getting there....

women's college = odd posters for dyke power... i walk into my dorm and see a flyer of a strap on and a penis. I was scared.

oh, i got a picture of me drawn by this man in times square, it took him like 15 min to do it, and it looks like a photograph...its pretty creepy, bc its like a 14 by 17 of my head. Its pretty though, i just wouldnt keep it in my room.

getting to wake up next to someone is one of the simplest most wonderful pleasures in the world.

just when you think you have had enough the gods smack u a good one. it's getting really hard to be optomistic. it was already pretty hard. i decided to stay in houston this summer, which is really good because now i feel like that's where i really need to be. i dont know how this story is going to end. and i know i'm being vague but i really dont think i wanna write about it. I cannot wait to get this year over with. just when i start to think i cant possibly go thru more stuff, i've gone down the list, i've done it, theres more. but then again there's always more isnt it?

i went to new york last weekend and it was a ton of fun. I'll just skim thru some highlights:1. there was a crazy old foreign woman in the middle of the street who like publicly cursed this man for breaking her shopping bag or something, best part was when she spit at him and called him "shiiiiit" (it was great), 2. the food- i had puerto rican food it's close enough to colombian food that it made me happy, 3. getting to spend a weekend away from the madness. Although it was really a great weekend, with my wonderful sane friends and the always wonderful andy, there were some lowpoints, really these are the only lowpoints 1. slipping in the tub and hitting the back of my head against the tub, it was all bc the day before i had noted that there wasn't a grib bar and that if an elderly person fell they could sue, 2. the crazy midget woman in times square (i hate midgets, i think they're dirty- thats just my opinion), 3. almost missing the train back because andy was getting a smoothie...although it was funny to watch him run across the train station while holding 2 drinks....all in all it was really just what i needed.