okay why doesnt Andy do stuff like this? !

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if theres anything that i have learned this summer its that i dont know anything. i really dont. and the funny thing is that i surprise myself, i do things and then its like "huh" i never would have expected that. but it all works out in the end so its ok.

i've also decided that since i keep saying that i should write a book about women (like tips for men/boymen/boys/guys on how to deal/cope/live with/seduce/get laid) that i might just start a blog on it. bc all i know is, if i was a man i would have lots of women and they would all love me. so thats the idea of the day. i might just do it as like a team blog and get some other girls/women in on it to.

i almost forgot this part. i was over at charles' house last night and he was showing us a picture of Beyonce on the cover of Maxim, so i was like "let me see that" and i started flipping thru it. its like my Jane, but for men. it was pretty amusing, so amusing that i almost wanted a subscription to something that entertaining, but then i remembered that Maxim is for men/boymen/guys, and i decided that would probably not be a good idea, mostly bc i like men/boymen and not women.

right i'll get sick of this whole look eventually, but i just needed something different. so yea, if u have something good to say about the new look then let me know, if not well then u should keep it to urself

alright so i went out to kingwood to visit lasu and basically it was just so lasu wouldnt feel lonely all out in the middle of nowhere, so i went (along with Sean and Brent) and i basically watched lasu, brent, sean, and charles (i'm saying the names in my head so its only funny to me really) play video games all night long. we watched some Jackie Chan movie, and strangely enough i had a really good time just hanging out with boys (or males, men, boymen, whatever) and i realized just how much i was gonna miss it. and it made me sad. a small part of me (by small i mean like molescule) kinda wants to stay home and like go to UH and get a car, and just hang out here all the time. i think i'm actually more homesick now, than i was like last yr at this time. bc last year, i was ready to get the hell out.

but yea, on the long ass drive out to kingwood i saw a rainbow, and i tell sean and he's like "what the hell are u talking about u crazy girl" and i'm like "look a rainbow" (the voices in my head are really making this story much more interesting than it actually is)...and finally he saw it and it was just a huge ass rainbow, which was cool. i havent seen a rainbow in years, that and it was nice that brent and sean saw it so that i wouldnt feel like an idiot.

ok first off, i was just watching a gateway commercial and it was like "its the yr 2002 and there are no fying cars and no robots that do our laundry" and i just thought about it and was like "there should be some robots that do laundry, laundry cannot be that hard and as far as i know most ppl dont even enjoy it. i mean i dont have a problem with laundry (mostly cause i have enough clothes to last me a couple of months without having to do laundry), but yea, there should be laundry doing robots...

okay second, i am sooo glad that i'm a sophomore and dont have to do the whole "i'm going away to school for the first time thing" so thats cool. and also this time around, since i'm an SA (student advisor, or just RA whatever u wanna call it) i get to have all the answers, which is always exciting. i've noticed that true to my zodiac nature i do like helping ppl. well i do and i dont. i like helping some ppl waaay more than i care to help others....

ack i leave in like a week and that just kinda scares me....bc i havent planned this so far...and i havent started packing or anything!! oh well, it'll all get done.

yea so...my guilty pleasure is reading other ppl's blogs or livejournals for hours; like i go thru all the archives back to the very beginning. this is odd though bc sometimes u just start falling in love with the way ppl write and u kinda start to see things from their point of view, and its just odd bc in reality u just thought they were crazy and not really worth ur time. i seem to think that way about alot of ppl.

on a different note: i was talking to jose (or joser) and he mentioned something about going to strip clubs and getting a lapdance, and immediately i got this feeling like "wait dont u have a girlfriend." now 1) i'm not trying to get jose in trouble or something, cause i like his girlfriend (not as in i like his girlfriend, in the "i could see myself waking up next to her" kinda of way) 2)well now i forgot what 2 was.....silly memory...so moving on i just find something odd about a guy with a girl going and paying to see other women dance, but odd isnt really the right word though, it almost feels wrong, which makes me think that i'm getting old, or maybe i'm more sensitive to this stuff now...but thinking more about it now i dont have a problem with pornography or even with going into a room and seeing like hustler or something on the table but i think why this really bothered me was bc i saw it from the girl point of view (which is odd for me bc i normally dont) and immediately thought "what if andy went to a strip club" which he may have, i dont know...actually i do know, i just remembered who i'm dating again (huge sigh of relief) but this thought just bothered me and so i jokingly gave jose a hard time about it, to which he told me that we should go, which i wont do, but it was sweet of him to ask...unless they have something great there, like amazing biscuits or illegally serve alcohol to minors (which is the beginning of a completly different subject centered around my amazingly dry summer and how i really would like some yummy shots to accompany the writing of this blog...) but again i digress...umm yea...thats all i have...it just seems wrong for a guy to go a strip club while dating someone...the thought of that just bothers me....

right so, my dog pulled a Cujo on me (that movie about a dog that turned evil), i brought him over to my mom's and left him alone for 4 hrs, and he turned psychotic ripping up my moms door and her blinds, and i just lost it on him. plus he was being crazy with me, which didnt help anything. so yea, i took him back to my dad's and he was still being all pyscho with me. so i left to go back to my mom's and he started whinning and crying and so i was like u wanna leave? ok then, so i opened the door and he ran out and i shut the door on him and just left him out there, and then i called andy and vented about the damn dog and how my mom was gonna kill me, and yea, i called the spca (an animal shelter) and got directions to it and everything and i called my mom and told her i was getting rid of the damn dog and she said to wait until my father came home. so then eventually in the day i talked to anna and she was like "yea i think ur dog has problems" which i think everyone has been telling me for a while now, and so my mom and i decided to feed my dog some sleeping pills to calm him the hell down. and so far thats helped. now i'm not trying to kill my dog, so i'm giving him like a fourth of the pill, and it seems to be helping. umm yea, thats it.

i think its time to build a boat, bc this weekend has been the weekend for God is angry at us rain, and both days i've been left without electricity for a couple of hours and wondering if it was going to flood...but yea, it didnt, but the prophets have said that there will be rain all week long, so yea.

i've also decided that having a dog is like the best thing for ur ego, i dont think anyone (well minus a few boyfriends) has ever been so happy to see me. Charlie starts jumping around and generally putting on a show because i came home from the store, its great really. I've also learned that the way to work my mother into letting me keep charle at her house is to revert back to being like 5 and basically making puppy eyes and pouting. its amazing how effective that really is...i wonder if i could take over the world on this....

i like how i just forget that ppl exist outside of me, or maybe even in spite of me. i think in my world when my father leaves every morning he's just disapering and not actually going to work. which is probably why i have such a hard time asking ppl how their day was or even trying to remember to ask that. but yea, i was reading my bro's blog and he wrote like a one liner about my grandfather, and i was just surprised, like how could he have a conversation with him he's not alive anymore, and when he was we were little, but then i remembered that i was just like toddler or so and my brother was older (of course) so yea, that was interesting. its funny how the older i get the more i want to get to know the ppl that i lived my whole life with. its that whole mortality thing....you dont really have that much time so u have to make the most of it. unless ur cool and buddist and get to be reincarnated as something worthwhile, like anything above gnat or mosquito...yea...i need sleep.

okay, now i have proof that arguing about religion could get u killed. ohhh and that u dont mess around with texans, bc they'll kill u.
read it here bc I'm not playing

i need to learn to think before i speak. or just to not speak at all, bc a lot of times i just say things, that i would rather have pharsed so much better than i did.

okay this is taken directly from my brother's blog and its great:

In reading up on what the Doc and other gods of blog had to say, I read this:

And while we're on the subjects of Love and Tony, I can't resist pointing to the work of genius the old man put up yesterday. Speaking with the wisdom of age (he's 108 ), and risking the dark light at the end of his carpal tunnel, he offers advice to 20-year-old Ashley that reads like a modern Desiderata:
don't be fooled by guys who have great sex with you. the sex will always be great.

don't be fooled by guys who can write well. it just means that when they're mad at you you'll get the most hateful terrible emails. you deserve better.

don't be fooled by guys who are terribly handsome, or charming, or cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce. those guys, especially in LA are a dime a dozen.

what you need is a nerdy guy who'd do anything for you. who would leave you presents at your door and make web sites for you in your image: beautiful and grand, lyrical and edgy. you need a geek who would wait years for you, secretly, despite his own welfare. you need someone who wont make fun of the bad music kids these days love.

instead of trolling the skate parks and beaches, you should sit outside a cyber cafe or an engineering department, browse through the aisles of fry's electronics, become a member of the battery club at radio shack.

go geek, not greek.

yay! my birthday yesterday was really great. first i got to see the boy in this whole weekend, and that was just wonderful, it was short, but completely worth while to see him again. but yea, yesterday was just great bc once andy left and i was feeling all bummed and drove home and then annita called me and that was really exciting. and she sent me a present (thank u) but it wasnt even that she got me anything, it was the fact that i had a package at home and that she called me. that and my brother called me. that was amazing. i felt like i had just climbed up the totem pole in the family, it was great. and i think thats the thing about birthdays, its not about what u get really, its just the ppl that u get to see in that day. plus i had a really amazing conversation with steven and brent and i learned a lot about the both of them and about myself in the process. which is always the sign of a great conversation, when through the course of it u just learn something about urself. it was great.

umm just a few random thoughts:
first: yay! its friday and i get to see the boy tomorrow!
second: spanish television takes everything to the max, its like u want nudity, yea they do nudity, u want to know what ppl are doing and catch them sunbathing naked on the beach, yea they do that. but the thing is that they get these ppl and they go up to them and are like ;hey can we do an interview with u?" and the ppl are like 'yea sure'....yup yup...silly stuff

yea, so i'm still in the moving vortex where i'm not really living anywhere i'm really just like between 2 places. my dog is going crazy, the poor thing was already crazy but now he's basically just lost all self control. i keep trying to explain to him that we've moved but he doesnt get it. he's really not that bright. but yea, other than that i'm basically just waiting until saturday morning when i get to see the boy again....because i miss him...alot. ummm but yea, monday is my birthday and i'm gonna do something fun this weekend, i think i'll do a dinner thing or something.

oh right so i went to dallas last saturday bc brent is the most amazing friend a girl can ask for he drove me to dallas, now this is 10hrs of driving in one day, and it was just a really great trip. i finally met brent's dad (an event 11yrs in the making) and that was really interesting walking in and meeting his family, i got some pretty funny looks (bc they think i'm white and dating brent) but things were quickly explained and all was better. but by far the most interesting part of the weekend was sitting down and talking to andy's father. now keep in mind that talking is probably the mildest way to explain the situation, a more acurate description would be that it was an interigation. so its right about as brent, andy, and i returned from the batting cages and were getting ready to leave, and his father is getting ready to go out with andy's mom someplace, and so andy tells us to wait a bit for him to be done. andy's mom offers for me and brent to stay for the night since it was 8pm and we still had a 4 or so hr drive before us but i declined, reminding them that my parents wouldnt go for that idea, so yea, finally his dad comes out and he's like "have a seat" and i'm like ohhh shit. now andy's dad is very direct (i'm quoting andy on this one) and he just scared me. this was the first time that i ever got that "now what are ur intentions with my child talk" to make matters worse the entire family was in the living room while this was going on. i was scared, and when i get scared i get all jittery and nervous like. so yea, he starts asking me harmless things like "where did u meet andy?" 'do u like ur school" "what are u planning to do with ur life?" 'why are u dating my boy?" 'why is there a picture of u putting liner on my boy?" etc. and then he found out that andy was coming to visit me this weekend, and he was just like "oh really no one told me that" and i was like "on no why am i in the middle of this" i was scared. but eventualy it was over, and all i could think on the way home was that i hope that man likes me, bc it would really suck if he didnt. oh yea, but then when i got to the car andy's little brother aaron (the 5th) came to the car and asked if he could have some of the cookies that andy had baked for me (which were really yummy and he should make again real soon **hint**hint**) and i told him to have as many as he wanted and he just started grabbing, and eventually he ask for the whole bag of them so i gave them to him. he was really happy, and thus that made me happy. i figuare that an 8yr old is gonna be made tons happier with cookies than i am. and plus he shared them with the others, so it was like multiple happiness. um so yea, andy's brother's are really cute. and his mom runs a really impressive ship, i saw them folding laundry and everything, i was highly impressed. i just hope they all like me...

yea, so i havent been online in a couple of days now. which sucks beyong anything. moving killed both the phone lines at my house so that equaled no telephone and no internet. it made me sad.

oh right, okay i wanna meet the person who thought that mini tapes were the future. bc really, who was gonna use something that little?

yea, so i havent been online in a couple of days now. which sucks beyong anything. moving killed both the phone lines at my house so that equaled no telephone and no internet. it made me sad.

oh right, okay i wanna meet the person who thought that mini tapes were the future. bc really, who was gonna use something that little?

among today's fun findings are funny pictures of me when i was a baby and liked to run around naked. followed by even funnier pictures of my brother when he was a cute little baby that also like running around naked, or at least botttomless...highly amusing. oh yea, and i found a picture with my hair in a fro, and i just couldnt stop laughing when i found it. ohhh and a picture of my daddy in a really nice suit when he was young and didnt have kids. if i had a scanner then u guys could see them. but i dont, so u can imagine.

moving is a pain in my ass.

Japanese ppl get all the cool toys....like those cool cell phones they have, and the clean subway system with a night club car, and those cool stadiums....here's why slate says we cant get their toys (i'm gonna add that i dont think the majority of the US is ready for cool toys...)

http://slate.msn.com/?id=2067557

showing my dad a boondocks strip and then trying to explain to him what it means is just funny. he doesnt know what a punk is, very cute. (here's what i'm talking about: boondocks

getting to know mantanence ppl is the best thing that u can possibly do, bc that way when u need something (like lets say new blinds bc ur dog is crazy and likes to chew up blinds) u can ask them and they can get them for u, and put them on for u...very cool. Being nice to important ppl like that, like postal workers, mechanics, cleaning ppl, ups ppl, etc allows u to get all ur stuff much easier than before.

R

You are restricted. Well done, you're now
practically adult in nature, and plus, you
get to see nudity - have fun.

"Which Movie Classification Are You?"
Test created by Jamie - take it here.

hehe...i remember having a coversation with someone once, i think when they made a movie about selina and the movie was rated pg, and i just remember saying that i hope that when the movie about my life is made (or if there is one made) that it at the very least is pg-13. I'm happy to know that it would be R rated.

what i really wish i was though would be:

BANNED

You're illegal in most developed countries, and your
possession is punishable by death in at least 5.

"Which Movie Classification Are You?"
Test created by Jamie - take it here.

then i could really have some fun.

i saw men in black today, it was really good. it made me miss my novela that i'm addicted to, but it was very good...so thats kinda a draw...

i went over to this new stadium with brent last night. we basically hung out in front of this building making random ass comments, but it was a good time. Afterwards we went to this mexican places (chachos) thats opened 24hrs, and i ordered a chicken fajita burrito, and i thought to myself well i'm really hungry so i'll just order it the regular size, not a half order. yea, i got this burrito about the size of my head, and i was just ozzing happiness. first, when u get ur food in a brown bag, and u can see the grease spot, automatically u know its going to be good. Happiness is a burrito the size of ur head. Brent, in the seat next to me could feel my happiness. When food crosses that line and becomes a deep happiness....ohh thats great. yea, i'm gonna miss food like that when i go back north.

ohh and know things are good when they make u squeal like a little girl. i think thats how u can really gauge strong emotions, if it makes u revert back to a childish reaction u know its good. like how babies squeal with happiness when they get candy...just like that. but for me, instead of candy, it was a burrito the size of my head.

This is my spy name, I dont think its nearly cool enough to describe me.

Austin Powers: Jessica "Defiant" Paola

You play by your own rules and to heck with the consequences. Some might call you rogue, but you see yourself as a shade of gray refusing to be defined. Authority is for the weak and you will do everything in your power to overcome "The Man." Vital gear includes a black leather jacket, tattoo and brooding presence.

Reading is good for u, read this:

an oldie but a goodie

Little brother's have to be the cutest things ever. I have a wonderful conversation with the smallest of the Ramirez gang last night, and it was just really fun. Six year olds arent that bad really, they're pretty funny. It's also pretty amusing to hear Andy hold conversations with 8 and 6 yr olds, he says things like "we'll discuss this at a later time." I imagine they have a pretty good time playing with the old man. but yea, andy's little brother is adorable, he has a cute little lisp thing going on, and he's just really sweet. plus he asked me to visit and watch him play a basketball game. and he told me his birthday. i might even send him cookies, he's that cute.

i was searching my couch, (i lost a pencil) and i found an "i love jesus" keychain. i started laughing, hysterically. some how, magically, my couch produced an "i Love Jesus" keychain and all i know is that theres no way that its mine...any takers?

The following has been lifted from my brother's blog. eh, for amusement i'll place the things that specifically amused me in bold.

Jessica:

You have a love of travel and adventure, and you enjoy sports. You also have a very strong sense of fair play and want justice. You can be quite inventive and quite curious. You try to be prudent. You have good business acumen. You have a need to earn money to prove your success to society and must learn the true value of material gains and status. You are relatively demonstrative in your affections. You enjoy being stroked verbally and physically. You are clever, inventive, imaginative and youthful. You enjoy socializing. You have much enthusiasm with a driving attitude toward achievement in life.


Paola:


You don't fair well under inharmonious conditions. You are very peace loving. You can get very upset when you are frustrated. You have a need to be up front. You have a great deal of loyalty to those you love. You have much inner strength. You have a diplomatic flair to your nature. Equality and fairness are important to you. You have a need to be up front.


Abad:


You have much enthusiasm with a driving attitude toward achievement in life. You are a constructive thinker. You have a need for monetary security. You have a need to be up front. You have a discriminating nature coupled with perseverance and family pride.

---this is pretty amusing. discuss.

What
kind of clothes should I be wearing? by Evelyn



eh? i dont know either.

The boondocks are a great cartoon, and if u dont already read them then u should. so yea read them and agree with them:

oh right so um yea...i got an F in a class i know I KNOW i got an A- in...like not like "I think I know the way" or "yea I saw this once on TV, trust me" but in the "HELL YEA I KNOW THEY'RE REAL", so yea, i was in happy gpa land and now i'm in "let me find my religion professor and make sure he fixes this"....augh....crazy...this is like the bad dream...no this is the bad dream, getting an F in a class where u knew u deserved something starting with an A and ending in a -....ugh.must call my advisor so i can fix this....i miss my old gpa....

oh i forgot to mention the best part, i got another ticket on the way home. for those of u keeping track at home...well u can tell me how many it is. my mom actually asked me that too after we were driving away from the state trooper, and i just started laughing to myself. we were both amused actually. but yea, i was making really good time, like we were in Edna, Texas and and i was going like 80something, mind u the limit was 65 at night, but my butt hurt from all the sitting and the faster i drove the faster i was to getting home, and at this point at the rate i was going by 11:30pm i would have been home and asleep, but yea, right around 10:30pm mr.state trooper stops me...and i was like "this is just great" now i'm and old pro at this so i just got out my license and registration and handed it to him. and he ask me if i knew how fast i was going (which is a pretty stupid question if u ask me) and i said (oh 70-80ish)...lol...yea, i'm laughing thinking about that. so he gives me a ticket,(going 78 in a 65) and my mom starts driving back, and both of us are bitching about how stupid that limit is, but the funny thing is that earlier in the trip i was going like 45 and my mom was like "why are u going so slow" and i was like "bc thats the speed limit" and she was upset, so for the rest of the trip i speed...so yea, my mom would have gotten a ticket if she had been driving too, so she wasnt mad. we just thought it was funny. and then she was fighting to keep 65 and i see some cops, so i start laughing and telling my mom i see some cops...my mom freaks out and thinks she's getting stopped and when she realizes she isnt she like slaps my knee where i have a bruise, which was also pretty amusing to me...oh best part, so now my mom and i both have to take defensive driving together...

but wait there's more!
here's the most important thing i have learned on this trip what not to say to Border Patrols at the checkpoint...when asked where are u from u do not i repeat DO NOT say to the border patrols "venezuela"...as soon as i said that i knew we were getting pulled over and searched...they wanted my passport, and there were like 4 agents around my car...i was amused by the whole thing, thinking to myself "i've lived here for 12yrs, believe me i'm not the one u need to search", so yea, for future reference when agents are looking at ur passaport do not look amused at the whole situation , my mom was afraid they were gonna deport us...lol...ahhh classic.

right so i went down to Mc Allen with my mom for the weekend, which for those of u not in Texas is like 5hrs from where i live 10min away from Mexico, and here are the things i learned:

1. McAllen=the border=Mexico
the percentage of hispanic ppl in the valley is like 95%, like anywhere u go ppl speak spanish, u rarely ever hear english, or at least i didnt.

2. (My mom + me)in a car * 5 hours =getting lost for about an hr
after being the car for like 6hrs with my mom and while both of us getting delirious on one another i realized that my family has a funny gift, whenever we go on vacation we cannot find the hotel. we just cant do it. my mom and i looked for our hotel for like a good 30min, (after calling the hotel for directions) and then we just got back on the freeway and retraced our steps we saw a HUGE billboard with directions to our hotel. it was pretty damn funny. oh and i also learned that my mom is one of those ppl that gets histerical when she gets lost, its reeeeaaallly funny in a sadistic kind of way.

3. I have learned the secret to talking to my mom
i can shhhh her, and we both think its funny. if i had known this years ago, i would have been a much happier person.

there's 2 things of note for today

1. my mom is paranoid, and its not cool
yea, i came home last night at like 11:20pm. Let's just remind ourselves that I'm actually a good kid, and next month I'll be 19. Almost grown. Almost. but yea, my mom is on this trip where she's being extra paranoid than normal (my mom is already paranoid) bc one of her friends' sons was killed in a car accident last week. Okay, i understand that, but its not like i really do anything that would harm me. so long story short, i got the car and went out to dinner, and drove around for a bit, and got in before like 12, and she's like "i'm not leaving u with the car anymore" keep in mind that i had the car all day and didnt do anything, and that we didnt actually get to dinner until around 9 bc i went over and took care of the dog. ugh. its really irritating being at my mom's. u get really used to being on ur own at school, and then u come home and ur mom wants u home.

2. having to prove i can answer phones is silly
yea, so my mom friends calls me about a job at a lawyer's office as a biligual receptionist. i'm like okay, cool, i'll call. so then i call and the lady on the other side of the phone is like "well have u ever worked in a lawyer's office before?" and i'm like "no but i've worked as a receptionist before" so she's like "well send a resume, and we'll schedule an interview" so now i'm playing with my resume trying to prove i can answer phones. yea, this is silly.

since my daddy is out of town, i have to go over to his house every night to feed the dog and walk him so he doesnt go crazy. I think last night he just kinda lost it, bc everytime i stepped outside the door my dog would start crying, i couldnt take it, so i took my dog over to my mom's pristine house. she just wanted me home so she was okay with it, but i knew that if the dog did anything to her white house that would be the end of it. so charlie was really happy to go someplace different, and not to be left alone.

jenny jones is just mean. that's like the trashiest of shows, its worse than jerry springer, which is sad.

umm right, so i saw the Tyson/ Lewis fight last night, and i just felt bad for crazy little Tyson, I just wanted him to go crazy and make Lewis stop hitting him...but yea, that was sad.

umm also, going to shingdigs with people from high school just reminds me that i hated high school.

i had a really cool day today. i went shopping with the always wonderful brentley, and i got myself some tank tops, and these really loud pants...yea, i own nothing like them...now the only thing is trying to figuare out what to wear with them and where to wear them to...but yea....i love being young.

oh but ihop is too much fun, sitting around with ur friends talking about nothing is also fun...i missed boys a lot.

yea, so watching the baby never happened, the baby got sick and so alesh' stayed with her. but yea, i like cooking...i really missed that during the school year, its like 2 pm and i'm making myself breakfast, love that.

haha! i get to watch a one year old tomorrow. normally i wouldnt be excited about it, but its not too often that ur best friend decides to spawn a smaller version of herself. me and kassady are gonna chill tomorrow, its gonna be great.

i think its amusing how my dad is changing his sleeping schedule for the world cup...

umm right so, theres nothing to do in houston, well nothing that doesnt involve going to the movies, or going out to eat, or going to rent a movie... yea....we need more stuff to do...

i think its amusing how my dad is changing his sleeping schedule for the world cup...

umm right so, theres nothing to do in houston, well nothing that doesnt involve going to the movies, or going out to eat, or going to rent a movie... yea....we need more stuff to do...

ex boyfriends will be the end of me.

okay so i'm back online here, and i finally got my computer and everythings cool. The bastards at mail boxes etc. placed my already packed computer inside another box, even though i told them specifically to not do that. so i was ripped off basically, and the huge box was filled with packing peanuts, i hate those things. yea, so yea. my dad's house is like filled with boxes, and i'm getting really tired of soccer, and the world cup has just started...not cool.

but yea, i went out with charles last night and it was good to see him and just to see someone that i'm not related to. that made me happy.

okay so i'm back online here, and i finally got my computer and everythings cool. The bastards at mail boxes etc. placed my already packed computer inside another box, even though i told them specifically to not do that. so i was ripped off basically, and the huge box was filled with packing peanuts, i hate those things. yea, so yea. my dad's house is like filled with boxes, and i'm getting really tired of soccer, and the world cup has just started...not cool.

but yea, i went out with charles last night and it was good to see him and just to see someone that i'm not related to. that made me happy.

ohh i love fast food, if theres anything i'm happy about its fatty food, that may or may not be meat.

right so all the sitting around on my ass all day is nearing a close, mostly because i just cant take it anymore. so this means i'm gonna have to get a job, which i was slightly resisting, mostly cause i'm picky and dont wanna work as a waitress...or around food...or around ppl really...so yea, this creates a slight problem...but on the upside, cooking is tons of fun, its fun when ur doing it for urself and if u make something that doesnt taste good u can just chunk it and lie to urself that it never happened...

also hanging out with old friends makes me feel old. mostly cause i dont do drugs, and my idea of fun doesnt involve the possibility of getting arrested...so yea, i'm old. and i want a fun job...and i'm never spending another summer at home...

i'm glad that i dont have kids.

mostly becase hanging out with my best friend are her baby just kinda drives into me the whole thing that theres no way i want kids right now, no matter how cute they may be. and her kid is really cute. but being in the car on the freeway about 30 minutes from home while a one year old starts screaming is just not cool. makes u wanna do anything to make that kid stop screaming. anything. u find yourself bargaining with a one year old, not cool.

I'd forgotten how smart my dad is. He does so many goofy things on a day to day basis that i forget that he's actually pretty smart, cause i just get used to rolling my eyes at him when he tells me a corny joke. but we all had this great conversation last night about latin america and the economic situation and how much blame america actually has in creating the situation there. The conversation went on for a couple of hours through dinner and then after my dad and i left my mom's it went on until about 1. It was something completly worth talking about, and i learned alot of history. I'm starting to think that the whole point in becoming educated is being able to hold ones own in conversations.

on a similar and completly different note, my parents are the funniest people. not because there actually funny but because they are the oddest seperated people. like they have dinner together, and hold conversations and joke around and are just really good friends, but considering they're recently seperated you would expect them to argue and be mean to each other, but its just not the case. and i was thinking about it and i realized that i have never seen my parents argue, i've seen them argue with me but never really with each other, which is actually pretty amazing now that i think about it.

ohhh yes, and laying out in the sun is one of the simplest pleasures in life. by the end of the summer i should have a pretty good tan...cant wait till summer ends at this point, because then i get to drive home with the boy...i sure miss the boy....and i miss anna.

i'm watching Oprah, (i do that, i'm on vacation) and i realize what it is thats different from my college than from some other college (i'm thinking like a certain state school...cough cough...UT) and the topic is poverty and the living wage and this whole idea of the "working poor"...and i just wanna talk to anna....but i think she's at temple...yea, i'm pretty happy with my college decision

TV is funny, cause it makes you paranoid of anything that isnt TV, you just start mistrusting everything...ur thinking someone is out to con me. It's also a funny feeling watching Dateline, and have them be in ur city...makes me not want to go into that Kroger anymore...

its fun to think about how un-interesting relationships are when they're not yours...like when ur in it, ur all like "wow this is sooo great, i wanna talk about this to everyone" everyone else is thinking "u know if she/he mentions that girl/boy one more time i'm gonna hurt someone" so yea... oh that note, andy is sooooo great ;)....i'll spare u guys.

i love that momment when ur mom tells u to do something, and u have no clue what she's talking about, and u ask her to repeat it, and u still have no clue what she's talking about, so u just do something hoping thats what she asked you to do...bc at that point u cant ask her one more time, or she'll think ur mocking her or something, and u cant ignore her bc then u get in trouble...so u just kinda pick something and do it...yea. fun times with the family.

here's the deal: chemo is some scary stuff. so for those of you not informed, my mom has breast cancer. or at least that's what they keep telling her, bc the more that i see my mom the more that i dont think that woman has anything wrong with her. so i went with her to the place where she's supposed to get her chemo, first off all the people in this place are old, like in their 70's, (my mom is definately not 70, she can do laps around the old folks.) think of the simpsons and how grandpa simpson is in that old folks home, yea, picture that, and thats what this office kinda looks like. a place like that is gonna make anyone feel sick. i was looking at these ppl thinking that there might be something wrong with me....but there isnt and that the point. the doctor (this very adorable little asian man) spent like an hr talking about my mom's test and what the results are. and basically, there's nothing wrong with my mom, but the thing with cancer is that they're not sure of anything really. they have no way of detecting cancerous cells, and no way of knowing if anything has spread. so there was one point where he was describing the "nastiness" of the cells (i shit u not) and then proceeded to tell the side effects for all the chemo, that they're not even certain they should be giving her, and i was just like "well what happens if they dont treat it" bc the cure sounds really bad. so yea, for something that they're at this point not even sure that she has anymore (she's already had surgery), they're gonna start chemo and subject her to some more test, but its all just a guessing game, which i personally dont feel anyone should go thru. but yea, thats my day thus far...

umm lets see, i saw star wars, and that was really good, and i hung out with some friends, nothing too exciting but its nice. I missed the nice weather and my dog. i went grocery shopping today and that was fun. I thought of anna when i saw the the soy milk, the Kashi, and the tofu that was hidden in the corner that I'd never seen before...umm yes. i cant wait till my computer gets home...

so i went down to the booker today, and that was okay. it was nice to see the teachers that i actually cared for, but other than that it was a nice way to kill some time and remind myself why i'm so thankful to be in college....oh and i miss anna ...i wonder if she's home yet...its so weird to get close to ppl and see them all the time and then just go home and not talk to them nearly as much...so sad...

my wisdom teeth are coming in and its really getting on my nerves. I wont really be updating my blog so much now that i'm home, bc well my connection sucks and i spend most of my time away from the computer, but i've been enjoying my time at home...bc well i just like the normal weather, and i like seeing my friends, and it got real old to hang out with girls all the time...bc girls are just crazy some times (i love y'all but its true)....so yea, i was supposed to go to episode 2 today, but by the time i went to go buy tickets for the midnight showing it was sold it (and it was playing on 8 screens...crazy) so yea, i'll see it tomorrow...i'm also supposed to go back to the booker tomorrow...which should be interesting...so yea...oh and my mom is hardcore, didnt realize it until i got home, but she is...so yea. i cant wait for my computer to show up again.

hahaha! i am home now, in the wonderful world that is TEXAS! away from the troll, and the other crazy women that run around MHC, but i do miss anna bc she completes me. that and i just spend a bunch of time with the girl so its weird to be in silence now...so umm yea. let me run the highlight reel of my flight home

1. i got no sleep
2. i managed to lock my school work in a building and anna had to call public safety and bitch at them for me to get the back
3. did not pack my computer until like the hour before i had to leave
4. i dont remember a thing that happened on the flight to chicago, other than these two old women almost going at it, and i think i had a dream about uchenna, but i'm not sure
5. i was on the phone with the mailboxes etc. ppl for a good 30 minutes trying to schedule a time for them to pick up my computer
6. i think airports are purgetory

plus i got some Jack In The Box on my way home from the airport, and learned that my mom's apartment is really cool. i want a place this cool when i grow up, minus the fact that i dont wanna touch anything out of free of getting it dirty....but yea, must write a paper, and then to some sleep that i havent gotten in a reaaaaally long time

umm...yes. i go home tomorrow.

oh and andy's smell good. and i miss anna, bc we're attached at the hip and i'm having withdraws now. and i keep seeing indian people everywhere, i think thats one of my symptoms of withdraw....and ummm....yes, did i mention i go home tomorrow? oh and my brother is really nice for picking me up and taking me to burger king and for telling me about vanilla coke....yum...coke....umm yes. i go back to good ol'texas tomorrow early ass morning.

sleep, oh how i miss thee.

oh i'm sleeping in a very ghetto way now, with anna's top sheet like kinda layed out over my eggcrate, but not really. i cant wait to get some decent sleep. i cant wait to not have to hear the roomate make weird noises in her sleep. monday....

to all the non believers out there: i am only taking home one suitcase, sure its a huuuuge suitcase but thats okay. Its just one.

oh and wow, i have a lot of crap for just one person. thats what i learned...but u know what i didnt learn last night? any italian,....so my test in in an hr, i'm gonna see if i can learn any before then...

after that, its the end of the packing, (which might just involve putting the rest of my stuff in a gian box) and the figuaring out of how i'm gonna get my computer home...i'll figuare something out...

umm yes, the goal is to go home with one suticase of stuff!

so i took my macro final, i love how i figuare out shit in that class when the semester has already passed me by...but oh well, i basically sat down and wrote everything that was in my brain. so we'll see how that turns out. and then i sat on the lawn with anna and watched her do cartwheels with this very cool girl named lindsey and i let her borrow my shirt since she wa sin a tank top doing flips and thats not cool, so i was hanging out in my overalls and my sport bra ( i looked like a redneck or something)...but yea, i was really stressing this morning, but now i'm really not. which is cool. all i have is to pack my stuff that's going into storage and study some italian tonight, and then i shall go to boston one last time before i go home on monday!!!!

yea i started packing my shit up today instead of studying macro, but its all good, i went to the macro review session for 3 hrs in which he basically retaught the semester, so that was pretty cool. oh and i had an actual good dinner bc my italian prof cooked us dinner, which was really nice of her, almost makes me wish that i didnt hate italian so much...eh, oh well.

a) my brain hurts from all the macro
b) i stuck this sticker on my door and when i try to take it off the paint peels, which is amusing bc when i first put it on there i think my words were something along the lines of "eh i'll worry about getting it off later", its now later...i wonder where i could find some white paint.

a) my brain hurts from all the macro
b) i stuck this sticker on my door and when i try to take it off the paint peels, which is amusing bc when i first put it on there i think my words were something along the lines of "eh i'll worry about getting it off later", its now later...i wonder where i could find some white paint.

i just saw the most desturbing thing only....it was pictures of a specific male body part dressed up in doll's clothing. no i'm not looking at porn, i was just browsing thru my normal blogs and came accross it...yea. i need to study something to get that image out of my mind.

i like how my wisdom teeth are coming in cause i'm stressed. and how the turkey sandwhich that i just ate did not taste like turkey, it tasted like tuna. yea.

which "monty python and the holy grail" character are you?

this quiz was made by colleen


thanks victor! that was fun!

Hey Brent! Happy Birthday!

okay this sounds like something out of the Onion, but its on CNN: Irish Priest Quits, Doesn't Believe Jesus Was The Son of God

oh that note i want to write for the Onion, I think my response to this would be: God's Formal Reply 'I aint shitting u man'

oh and i was in my review session for italian for 3hrs! yea, i feel like i know some italian now, and that the exam wont be so bad. maybe.

i think its funny how anna thinks that i'm getting more violent. i'm really not, i'm just kinda stressed, but thats about it. for the most part i'm joking around and just being silly. for the most part.

i love Ms. Anna, she just put me in that happy place that can only be reached by good food. good hispanic food. her spanish teacher took them out to have lunch and her teacher bought me an empanada since anna talks about me so much. anna like runs into my room and is like "i have a happy surprise for u", and i'm like "ur wearing my shirt" and then she hands me this shady black plastic bag and i open it and there's an empanada inside and i suddenly dont care that shes wearing my shirt. yea. i'm in the happy place.

I'm worth exactly: $2,097,978.00.

or thats what they say. males are automatically worth more, and thats some bullshit right there.


they say u'd be worth this much

euk!

all of the mice babies are gone now, and that just makes me really sad. i knew they would get eaten, i knew it when i saw she was pregnant. its all just very sad. those little babies made all of us really happy when they were born (well minus them grossing me out when i saw them, bc they look like goo) but yea, they were wold little rodents, maybe the mother was just scared and wanted to protect them, or maybe she didnt want them to grow up in a cage and killed them all because of it...maybe i should major in philosophy. or not.

oh a happier note (a much much happier note) i am done with italian. thats it i no longer have to go to that stupid class. oh a much sadder note, we were reviewing today, and none of us knew what the hell was going on. i need to get this done by friday, i dont care if i have to go on speed to keep myself awake i will study italian and know italian on friday. plus write a women's studies paper, and study macro.

i am so fucked.

which thus means i cant play on my computer as much. which sucks.

one week and i shall be home. with my mommy...yay!

i have reached my tolerance with people. thats it, I'm at that level were i could bite some people's heads off. literally, i could just jump on them and start nawing. the great thing about being around boys is that it calms me. The bad thing is that it makes me realize just how little in common i have with girls. i need a destresser, but the best part is that its only monday. yup. this week is going to do me.

so, i pulled my macro paper out of my ass, and turned it in. I skipped women's studies (which i actually needed to go to) and well macro to get the thing finished but its done now. so yea. when i was turning in my paper i ran into my professor, and i was like "hey i just turned my paper into ur mailbox" and i felt shitty bc i should have just done it last week. but i didnt. and really its done now, so i'm passed this now. I just wish kim didnt sleep so much so that I could start packing my stuff up and cleaning things out. i cant wait till next yr.

in order news, the babies that were born in the frat this weekend are down to 3 from the original 5. 2 were eaten today. I knew some of them would be eaten. I just knew it. gross

oh and anna got her cool intership today, now she just has to find someplace to live in new york city...

oh and andy's make me happy.

yea so I'm a dumbass. I know this. I'm an idiot. I put off my macro paper until the night before after I came in from Boston at 12:30pm. Thats when I started writing, in my odd dellusion. I know I should have written this mother before I went to Boston, I've known about it for about a month now. I knew this was going to happen. I even did my research about a month ago. I am an idiot, bc this thing isnt done yet, and i'm going to be screwed. I need to get a good grade on this so I should probably stop bitching and just write the last paragraph.

but Boston was amazing, and i forget how much i love being around the boy until i see him again and i know. so here's to me working my ass off until friday and then hopefully seeing my boy on Saturday.

this week is going to do me. it is.

so i'm in Boston right now, and its Sunday. The only thing that sucks about my time here is that it goes by so quickly, and then i miss andy all over again. but yea, i think a small recap of the weekend is inorder. Think of this as the highlight reel:

okay so friday night was the senior night class party, but the best part about it was that the theme of it was Cinco de Mayo, so I had a real good laugh at that, considering Andy's Mexican and well it was just really amusing at the time.

One of Andy's roomates has mice for pets. He caught them in the house, and one of them was pregant and had babies. Baby mice are disgusting, think little globs of red jello with some eyes, that are spazing. Gross.

We had a formal on a boat, named the Samuel Clemens. Think Mark Twain, but with no actual paddle on the boat. yea.

Andy taught me how to shoot straight in pool. That was interesting.

Andy and i played chess together. There was one point where Andy was winning and I told him that I was going to piss on his grave and do a little dance. I meant it when I said it.

Plus I learned that Anna will adjust to just about any social situation, which is good to know.

off to boston!!!! yay for andys!

so I just abused the college's resources by using their printers to make me copies of my handouts for my presentation today. I'm all over exploiting the college in the same way that it exploits me. yea, i think i might actually make it thru this thing. which is good bc i need to get a really good grade on this presentation, cause if not i'm done.

oh i forgot to mention what the coolest part about last night was. I decided I wanted to put a really nice map of Venezuela on my handout, so i started searching. Couldnt really find on that looked like I wanted it to. So I decided to go into paint and fix one that I saw. I basically spent liek an hour making a bootleg map of Venezuela, i like went in with the little brush and erased the name of cities and stuff, put i didnt get the right color so it looked kinda odd. if i was on the school's server i could show u the map....but i'm not. which sucks. so u'll just have to laugh at the mental image that u have created of my bootleg map. go ahead. laugh.

so I went to bed last night (at around 4ish) and I was slightly dellirous (more so than usual) and I was gonna take a shower, that was my original plan, but then I kept seeing shit in the mirror thats in front of my computer, and I just pictured myself enjoying my happy little shower (at like 4 in the morning) and something (like a ghost, yea i know thats stupid but this place is like 100 something yrs old, and i've been going here long enough to know that there are some craaazy b*tches here) going psycho on me...all i pictured was that scene in psycho with the knife and the fake blood, so I went to bed. but when the last dellirious thought that u have is like that, ur dreams are gonna be just as scary.

so yea. I got five hrs of sleep, but it didnt really do me any good. i still slightly dellirious.

second part of this is that my roomate is a slob. i just had to say it, her half of the room is really gross, theres like clothes everywhere and like crums of food, and papers everywhere, and like strange little "knick=knacks" yea, i almost wanna take a picture of that, but I dont wanna document that either.

i hate schoolwork, i especially hate it because i waste all the time before hand not doing schoolwork so then a hitload of stuff has to be crammbed into an evening. It sucks. majorly

i'm also wondering why i dont just live with anna, i spend all my time with her. she's always in my room. we call each other on the phone even though we live down the hall from each other. i just really love her, she makes me happy. but in a completly different way in which Andy makes me happy.

also i cannot wait to have a single.

so yea, i talked to my really good wonderful friend Alesha today, i thought she had like dropped off the face of the earth or something, but she didnt and it was nice to hear her, and hear Kassady be a brat (like her mother, that little girl is almost one and she's walking and talking mess...its really amusing.)

anyways, so annita's roomate like stripped in the room (she just changed clothes) while we were there, and okay no big deal, me and anna were messing with he computer so its like no harm done right, her and her boyfriend leave and i turn around and on her bed just like laying out saying hello to everyone is this red thong...i'm like "annnnna?" and she's like "just dont look jes" and i was scared. and then she comes back into the room and is like:
anna's roomate1: "andy cover me" (her boy is also named andy)
roomate 2 (andy): "why?"
roomate1: "because i'm naked"
roomate2: "like yea u are"

at this point i wanted to crawl under anna's bed and die. i did. i dont wanna be a part of that. i just dont.

yea, when ppl look at my code its like they're looking at my undies...u know what i mean? i feel naked...

like when someone reads something u wrote (like ur diary) and u didnt wanna share it with them.

but on the plus side, brothers are helpful and nice sometimes. i'm just learning this too. i should have tapped into this power sooner, [insert evil laugh here]

u know this should work...

hell yea! my blog is on google now!!!

not under my name, but still, a search for songs capueta leads to my blog!!!

i am victorious!

oh and i've also turned my boy into a blogwhore, so u should check out his little blog too! yay!

update:haha! a search engine for the site! i knew there was away for u guys to find stuff easier!
okay, lets see, now i just have to get the placing right. yea, i dont know what to do about that column....

i like how my boyfriend's high school slogan was "men for others"

i should really be in bed right now, but yea, i just had a really good conversation with someone that i've been missing, so that was really nice...

ok, must sleep 8:35 tomorrow that I should go to, considering that the man has a hole in his lung and he shows up, i might as well show up too.

i should start charging for checking spanish papers and fixing silly things with webpages...

i like how all my friends are becoming blogwhores because of me, it makes my life a lot more fun. and it gives me more fun stuff to waste my time with.

me-"80% of Venezuelans live in poverty"
anna-"but they can read, bc Venezuela has an 84% litteracy rate"
me-"yea they can read"

i have the attention span of a nat. or maybe a small bug. but yea, i changed the scroll thingie, i think it looks kinda cute. let me know what u think.

also I need to figuare out a new system for my blogs, maybe adding some titles and grouping everything by date, or names in the archives. Or I could just do like a month in review thing...i wonder how i would do that...i'll figuare something out.

woohoo! one of the few joys of living with other women is borrowing their clothing! (even though i have a massive amount of clothing its always fun to have more)

whats my point? i have an outfit for the boat formal! woohoo!

i did my comment for women's studies, and it went really well i think. The girl who went before me was like aggressively pro-choice, and i just went up there and was like "look its about making sure ppl dont get pregnant in the first place" and that was it. Mary, my professor, was kinda out of her element at the beginning of class, bc her mother had a heart attack in the beginning of the week, and she was being opperated on while class was in session, but i think overall the class went very well.

oh and then i went to Macro was outraged at the girl from Bhutan who said that Tibet should remain under Chinese rule. Anna's taught me enough to know that China should get the hell out of Tibet. and before that it was the girl from China, and the I dont know maybe I've watched too much star trek but sometimes foreign exchange students from China remind me of drones from the borg, and not in the cool 7 of 9 kind of way either...

but yea, now i'm trying on dresses for the formal on Saturday and trying to figuare out how to be fashionably cold (right!), but i actually should be working...on that macro paper...euk!

somedays i wake up and i am brilliant. today is not one of those days.

i just erased the final copy of my comment for today...go me.

i like how kim brings over random ppl to the room that i randomly meet in class, like the girl in my eco class i dont really care for...

yea i cant wait till next year.

I closed the quiz finally. The results were kinda interesting, and it amused me while it lasted. But now I have new things to play with, so I decided it was time for it to go. Yea, I gave partial credit for answers, bc i just think all test should give some sort of credit for answering things even if ur not *actually* right. so yea, it was funny to see who took the quiz and how they did, like how brent kept missing the same questions, and how i didnt even remember what the right answer was sometimes, (which might be kinda sad, but who knows.) but yea, i'm gonna play with this thing some more and get it on my school's server bc right now all the websites on there suck. its really sad.

so i wake my ass up at 7:50, bc i want breakfast, and when the alarm sounds i'll like theres no need for me to be waking up at 7 tp get breakfast, so i go back to sleep. The nexy alarm sounds at 8:30ish and i'm like theres just no need for breakfast period, i'd rather have sleep since my class doesnt start until 10. so my final alarm sounds at 9 or so and i'm like it would have been much nicer if i never set the first two alarms.

so whats the point?

i think the idealistic side of me wants me to wake up early and eat some breakfast and study for class, and so that part of me sets the alarm at night.It all seems really logical at like 1something in the morning. but then once its 7am, the realistic side of me is like screw eating i'm sleepy. and so i sleep.

and now, to go to italian and take a quiz that i didnt really study for bc i slept instead of waking up...this is not a good way to start the day. its a shame u cant drop classes during the last week of school.