:: 2008 1 March :: 2.31 am

eeee!




All new hilarity. Material consisted of squirrels, hashish, assassination, hashishination, giraffe language, computers, the moon, Mars, opera, Russians, neanderthals, sexy neanderthals, grunting, dyslexia, and Yemen. He also brought out his iPhone to look up sausages on Wikipedia. I'm not sure why.

I laughed until I cried.

For the first 15 minutes I needed subtitles like whoa. Then I realized he probably wasn't making full sentences anyway.

Oh Eddie, je veux votre saucisson. You may be in your mid-forties but ... I'd hit it.

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:: 2008 27 February :: 11.32 pm

I've been creating.
Change is aboot.

I evaluated the next several weeks in my head and decided it's lovely.
Eddie Izzard on Friday
Nick Cave thingy next Wednesday
Detroit Pistons vs NY Knicks next Friday
My birthday in two weeks ...
Which also kicks off the start of Spring Break.


I sent in my resume to the criminalist section of the NYPD. And then the Manhattan branch of the DEA. One more resume to send out to OCME--the DNA lab. They're the guys who did (and still are) identifying remains from the World Trade Center.

Now, I wait.
::twiddles thumbs::

Back to creating...
For no matter how busy my life gets, I will never forget to capture the world.

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:: 2008 23 February :: 12.09 am
:: Mood: amused

storytime
So I'm riding the F train back home from Barnes & Noble in Manhattan. I'm sitting there reading my new book when from behind me at the other end of the train I hear this kind of ... tribal yell. I turn around and there's a woman dressed in a long white skirt, white sweater, and white hat with pink sneakers and a pink canvas handbag doing ... a rain dance. Or something. She stomping, and convulsing, and I didn't know if she was placing a curse on all of us or just having a really theatric seizure. So I'm staring at her and her arms are flailing wildly, she's making these clicking sounds that I've sometimes heard in African languages and every time she makes a click her head sort of ... snaps backward.

It all looked rather uncomfortable.

So she starts moving down the aisle to my side of the subway car. Suddenly she screams PRAISE JESUS! YES LORD WE THANK YOU! And other yay-God type phrases. Everyone is staring at her dumbfounded.

She finally walks past me, but she's been going on like this for awhile now (she has a slow rain dance.) so I'm back to reading my book. Then all of a sudden I hear a man yell SHUT UP! then mutter "woke me up."

Oh man.

This gets her in a frenzy. She stomps on over to him, singing at the top of her lungs, clicking, praising, flailing, and I swear ... CONVULSING violently. He's giving her the evilest look in the world and says GET OFF THE TRAIN.! I'm looking around like, uh dude we're in the middle of a dark tunnel underneath New York City ... where the eff is she gonna go?

She of course answers with PRAISE JESUS! SAVE THIS SINNER! SAAAAAAAAVE HIM! stompflailwaveconvulse.

So he spits at her feet.
Right on the subway floor.

It also didn't help that she was black and he was white.
Probably not the greatest decision in the world.

She shutters, waves her arms about, pink purse flapping around her arm, still singing her song. Some teenage girls in the corner start laughing at her and I felt kinda bad. She did her slow rain dance back to the other end of the car and kept singing in the corner by the door.

Mr. Grumpy Spitface went back to sleep.

So the next stop is my apartment and the doors open to all the people waiting on the platform and there she is in all her glory for everyone to see, flailing white skirt and pink sneakers. COME IN COME IN! ::wide gesture to get on the train:: CHURCH TOMORROW! PRAISE JESUS!

Watching the faces of the new people getting on the train is probably my favorite hobby. Their eyes get wide as they try to figure what the fuck is going on. It's priceless.

I love free entertainment.


I take the NYPD exam tomorrow morning. O_O
Our Oscar party is the day after.

We had our first real snow of the winter today. New York is freaking out, they canceled school today so I didn't have to tutor. Pfft, please. They should go to Michigan, THEN they'll be scared. I love how this all happens after we reach 60 degrees last week. Charming.

Bonne nuit. Je dois dormir pour l'interro demain.

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:: 2008 18 February :: 11.32 pm
:: Music: Straylight Run :: The Perfect Ending

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:: 2008 17 February :: 8.31 pm
:: Mood: amused

I bet your resume doesn't have the word semen on it.

Gotta love this career.

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:: 2008 14 February :: 10.04 am
:: Mood: melty

Here's to our 3rd Valentine's Day together...

Cheers, darling!

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:: 2008 13 February :: 4.29 pm
:: Music: buzz buzz buzz

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:: 2008 6 February :: 10.32 pm

a russian murder
It was 66 degrees out today. Outrageous!


Ordered my cap and gown today. Stellar!
Is it weird I'm going to be graduating two years in a row?


My Forensic Biology lecture is mighty strange.
It's taught by a Russian, accent included.
Let me divulge:


Instead of the typical blahblah science words blah here's a diagram style, he devotes a full two hours to the genological makeup of a Russian tsar and his family. After a half an hour of looking at century old pictures of the family on Powerpoint, we Forensic students looked around at each other like wtf mate. Then we find out they were all murdered.

How? Shot dead, bayoneted, then burned.

And that the bodies were hidden and never recovered. Over the ensuing decades there were urban legends circulating that two of the children survived the massacre and are still alive today. Then, like 50 years later some archaeologists found some bones buried in Russia. In the 1980's DNA technology was not what it is today, so all they could do was analyze the skulls, which they did. They managed to match most of the family members. But some were missing, although they all supposedly died together. Just these past couple years DNA analysis has been done on living family members to determine if they are any of the children who are missing. No one has been found yet. But last year...new bones were found. Our Russian prof thinks no one survived the murders, and these bones are the missing children. From the evidence he presented I think it's a pretty solid hypothesis.

We got to look at the DNA profiles of the victims...a Tsar and Russian royal family who were murdered a century ago. It's all very cool.

But the weirdest thing about this guy's lectures (if that wasn't odd enough an introduction) is at the end of his class. The last Powerpoint slide is a black background with a picture of a human skull.

And then organ music starts flowing from the speakers.
Because he embedded it into the image on the slide.
So while he's giving his conclusion to the lecture I'm sitting in a dark classroom feeling like I'm in an 18th century holy place filled with foreboding doom.

Weird effing class.

Then in lab we received "evidence" of a rape case. One was a bloody sock, and the other was a size 9 pair of Hanes woman underwear with semen stains on them. This is my homework for the semester.

The whole semester.
Dedicated to jizzm.
By May I will have a DNA profile of the dude who so kindly donated the stain. ::deep breath:: I surely hope it's not my kooky Russian prof.

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:: 2008 3 February :: 11.21 pm
:: Mood: woozily content

SuperBowl XLII

Guitar Hero on the Wii

+


My first taste of 120-proof Absinthe

+


The NY Giants win the SuperBowl...

=

One hell of a night.

An amusing article showing some great NY love

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:: 2008 3 February :: 11.53 am

Go NY Giants!

Party time at the Bebe house. ^_^

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:: 2008 23 January :: 9.13 pm

Heath Ledger's
apartment is on my way to school so I stopped there before class today. It's weird he's lived there all along and I never knew it. Right by Little Italy in Soho where Jason & I treat ourselves to Lombardi's every now and then. His address is 421 Broome St, right off the 6 line, for my New York readers who want to visit too.

As expected, there was a memorial set up outside his apartment door. Mostly bouquets of flowers, cowboy hats, photographs, and letters. The networks had camera crews set up and while I was there they were filming the 5 o'clock news. Security was lax, so you could meander through the cameras and news correspondents without anyone caring.

^{The white apartment is where he was found.}

<sup>News crews from the local networks.



A girl (with green hair?) sits at the memorial.</sup>












Sorry to see you go, cowboy.

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:: 2008 20 January :: 11.00 pm
:: Mood: elated

Bejebus.

NY Giants are going to the Superbowl baby! We just watched an insanely intense game. Erich, Jason, & I were screaming & jumping...I can't really describe everything that Jason did, but it involved clothes and beer. My boy is crazy. Tynes totally redeemed himself w/ that 47 yard field goal, zomg. This is exciting, I never had a good football team in Michigan. I don't know how to react right now. Rawr.

And now the boys are playing Tecmo Superbowl on NES...oy testosterone.

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:: 2008 19 January :: 9.59 pm

Viva!
The weary travelers have returned from their month-long vacation to Michigan and Las Vegas.

Words relevant to Vegas?

Jason & I, armed with new cameras, snapped over 600 photographs. This is no good. I cannot possibly share all of these. Damn our clickiness.

Things we saw?
The shark reef at Mandalay Bay
The pyramids and Sphinx at the Luxor
MGM Grand
New York, New York
Paris
The half-size replica of Tour Eiffel
The fountains at the Bellagio
Caesar's Palace
The pirate ship battle at Treasure Island
Volcano eruptions at the Mirage
The Venetian
A topless burlesque show
The Star Trek Experience
Flamingos at our hotel...the Flamingo
Weird people
Boobies
Me winning $110 at Blackjack (natch).

Now for some photos? I could write and write, but I figure lists and pictures will have to suffice. I'm slightly overwhelmed.


The outside of our hotel, the Flamingo.



View of the Bellagio fountains from our table at Mon Ami Gabi, a fancy French restaurant with tasty baguettes.



What would a vacation be without a Travelocity gnome?


I'll add the rest (ie 4 more) behind the cut, because if I get too inconsiderate with these friend pages someone may smite me. Read more..

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:: 2008 8 January :: 1.48 am

Oh I don't know. I'm infathomably restless right now. I had a richly productive day, which required me to rise at an hour that was not to my liking. After being sluggish the first half of the day, I'm now wide awake and not nearly as unconscious as I'd like to be.

So I suppose the only logical solution would be to widdle away some time posting photos. Not too many, I promise. And as always, no edits.


<sup>My 17-year-old cat, Ariel, warming her old bones in the sun rays. Not too shabby for an old grammy is she?



All the colors of a flame.


My cousin Dylan. His generous distribution of high-fives and hugs brings me joy.</sup>


Alas, on to something new...

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:: 2007 30 December :: 9.28 pm

the snow entry
Returned safe and sound from the great white north that is Sault Ste. Marie. Spent time with family, indulged in more Christmas parties and free food (omg fruit salad), and wandered the frigid coastal beaches of Lake Superior. Put my new SLR to good use...I've taken over 200 pictures. Oy.

It was a snowy wonderland:






More of my photos are in my public album The Snow Series on Facebook. I noticed today that I have 17 albums. I think I should condense some of my WMU ones.

I'm weary this once Woohu-based chronical of college will soon transform into a photo blog because of the inclusion of this camera into my life. Oh, speaking of which. I was doing some thinking about ol' Woohu the other day, and more specifically, its future. Back in high school I was a LiveJournal user. But after leaving for college I began to feel that LiveJournal was more for the middle school / high school crowd. So after discovering the Woohu mania of Fox Dorms at WMU, I ditched the lowly Live for the architectural freedom of Woohu. This place has basically served as a chronical for my entire collegiate career. I was thinking, perhaps after completing my master degree I will move on from here. I will have of course finished printing all of my entries...something I started long ago and haven't kept up on. ::grumble::

So LiveJournal was high school. This is undergrad and grad. I look forward to someday having a family blog (jebus do i despise that word) akin to what Chris and Stashia have. Somewhere to display the offspring, the mate, et al.

I don't know, just thoughts that I sometimes think. No worries, I'm certainly not leaving Woohu anytime soon. But I like the idea of closing a chapter on my life, both in a real and literary sense. I guess I will touch on this idea again in 2009. Until then, you shall brave the onslaught of my Woohu ramblings.

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:: 2007 25 December :: 3.13 pm

the partial christmas entry
My beautiful digital SLR Nikon D40x. 10 Megapixels of love. I can hear my hard drive grumbling already.



I've been unleashed.



I planned on writing a Christmas entry, but my disposition is far too holiday-warm and lazy for any of that nonsense right now. After 3 days of straight parties, traveling between Grand Rapids and Detroit, I'm looking forward to a comfy day of peppermint tea and blanket-induced reading.

Okay, okay one thing: I actually got two cameras for Christmas. The other is a point-and-shoot Canon Powershot SD1000 (7.1 megapixels) but I gave that one to Jason so we could both get cameras for Christmas. But mostly because I'm like the most spectacular girlfriend ever. Natch. ;)



The disturbing image above was taken at Jason's family Christmas party. I got Dexter things. It's going on my Forensic Biology lab coat upon my return to NY.

J dyed my hair. Good job, no?

Why am I still writing!

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:: 2007 14 December :: 11.51 pm

Jason: This fort is very constricting.
Me: Where do I sleep?
Jason: In my soul.

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:: 2007 9 December :: 2.21 pm
:: Music: Grunting exertions of the NY Giants

the state of things
Always with the recaps.

It has come to my attention that I am exempt from my Biochemistry final. I discovered this after calculating my final grade, which turned out to be an A. Dr Prof Sir says we can drop our lowest grade, including the final exam. Therefore, I will be dropping the zero I earn on my final exam.

So that means, at this point, right now, in my life...I only have a French final (oh mon dieu, c'est tres facile) of which I'm earning $20/hr tutoring French students for (being the conniving little entrepreneur that I am). And I need to complete my stem cell paper (always with the stem cells! oy!).

_{This is a very parenthetical entry, n'est-ce pas?}

Lastly (and most deliciously) Jason and I have booked tickets to Las Vegas for our annual January vacation. (Lovingly dubbed: BebeVaca) Last year we crashed with Leeder in Los Angeles for a week, but since we have to get a hotel this year (with pretty flashing lights and fountains) we can't stay as long due to monetary overload. Perhaps I will gamble away my souvenir money at the Roulette table and earn enough to pay Elvis for a lap dance.

Other BebeVacas planned for 2008:

• Chicago in May
• Detroit in June (I'm standing up in my best friend's wedding)
• Seattle in a hot summery month to visit Christashia
  (who, in fact, is not a crustacean as their name so suggests)

We leave for Michigan in less than two weeks. I haven't been home since July...(exclamation)

To all of this and more, I say:

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:: 2007 5 December :: 8.11 pm

I saw a man get hit by a car today. I ran into the street to see if he was okay, but he got up and wanted to leave. He wouldn't let us call an ambulance. I don't think he spoke much English, he just rubbed his leg and stared ahead. The back of his bike was twisted. Snowflakes were falling, making slushy water puddles at our feet. His body made an awful sound against the metal...

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:: 2007 25 November :: 9.03 pm
:: Mood: enthralled
:: Music: Jenny Lewis

the silence of the city
Much to my displeasure, Thanksgiving break ends today.

We decided not to fly home this year since plane tickets were remarkably expensive. Instead we invited Steve over for football and a feast. We cooked a full spread:

• 10lb turkey
• homemade mashed potatoes
• stuffing
• green beans
• corn
• rolls
• salad
• and homemade pumpkin pie

It goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway...I could have passed for a first trimester woman after that meal. But ohhh the dishes! Woe to me. And woe to my scrubby.

Saturday, Jason & I scored some free tickets to the NY Knicks / Chicago Bulls game at Madison Square Garden. Remarkably enough we won the game, and I got to spend a few hours with Jason's third grade best friend, Marcus, and his girlfriend who were nice enough to treat us to the game on their vacation to NYC. All four of us went to WMU. I swear I meet so many people from that school out here, it's ridiculous.



After the game, Jason & I traveled to Rockefeller Center because we've had tickets to Top of the Rock since midsummer and we finally decided to use them.

Oh my god.

It was beautiful. Completely by luck, we arrived at the top of 30 Rock with perfect timing--a sunset of red, pink, and orange lit up the horizon of a clear night, the moon set by wispy clouds, the East River reflecting the colors of the sky, lights on every building flickering in the atmosphere, and the Empire State Building lit up for the onslaught of night. Not that I often forget, but the view, the breeze, the silence of the city high above the traffic and the people, was all a reminder. If you don't know me...I adore reminders: New York is love.

Here's two of our photographs. The remaining will be on Facebook.


_{Empire State Building at Dusk}





After the glorious excursion to the top of the Rock, we meandered around the bottom of the Rock. Took in the ever-bustling ice-skating rink, the Christmas decorations and Rockefeller tree (see last year) and the NBC Store where I gave Matt Lauer some love.




Next we stopped at Nintendo World, which was packed as always. It's amazing how many nerds there are among us. ZOMG I SAW A MARIO TSHIRT AND HOODIE I LUVVVSSS. ::serious::

Other things I enjoyed while on break:

• Scoring a few more stars on Super Mario Galaxy
  
• Reading some Einstein
  
• Watching some Netflix movies
  
• Catching up on our DVR queue
  
• Not doing homework

This was a rather lengthy entry, no?

Oh god. School + work tomorrow.
::denial::

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:: 2007 20 November :: 10.01 pm
:: Mood: l33t

bon vacance

Today...

• I was ON AIM (zomg) for nearly four hours.
  
• I watched retarded YouTube videos for like an hour.
  
• I played X-Files Trivia on Facebook for...ever? You must now refer to me as a "Trivia Scholar" ... I am of high importance in nerdom.
  
• I ate like 4 Superman Fruit-Rollups.

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:: 2007 6 November :: 12.08 am
:: Mood: mucosal

blather and blarg
This week I have a Biochemistry exam
a laboratory exam
a French quiz
a paper due.
and
I contracted a spectacularly annoying cold the day I returned from Philadelphia
plus
I'm on my period.

Despite these wretched conditions I'm in a rather amicable mood. Trying to catch up on some Dexter this evening with Jason. That show is getting better and better. I think it helps to have a new season that isn't based on a book I've read, so for once I don't know what's going to happen.

Got back from Philly on Sunday. The Forensic Science gang and I rented some cars from Hertz and partook on a mini road trip to the city. We went to Edgar Allen Poe's house and took a tour (for free!). The building had great character. It was completely empty except for decrepit, peeling walls and hardwood floors. Very Silent Hill, for you VG nerds. The basement was great, and there was a wonderful brown and black speckled cat that followed me around the yard outside. Very cool place.

Next stop was the Mutter Museum to see the dead bodies and illnesses and the nasty little things of life. Very similar to the Bodies Exhibit in Manhattan but was more focused on things that kill us rather than the end result. They had a whole wall of skulls with labels on them telling how the people died. The science nerd in me was in full bloom.

Made some other stops to a Japanese bubble tea cafe, and then to Pat's to eat an authentic Philly Cheese Steak (zomg).

Last stop: Midnight...We arrived at Eastern State Penitentiary, one of the oldest prisons in the US (and my god, I'd say it was one of the biggest.) They opened it up for the season as a haunted house. Reminded me of Alcatraz in San Francisco and I was in heaven. ^{(There's a giant thing at the back that looks like a monster, but no, it's al-ka-traz.)} And out of the 9 of us that went, who had to go first through the bloody haunted prison? Yeah, c'etait moi. Those bastards. :)

Also saw the building where the Declaration of Independence was signed, with the innovational name of Independence Hall, which satisfied the Patriotic nerd in me.

All in all, my various nerdy personas were rewarded and I got to explore another beautiful city.

Signing off for hopefully (at least for Jason's sake) a mucous-free night. O_o


_{Edgar's House}

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:: 2007 30 October :: 4.07 pm

Lower Manhattan Musings
They're filming a movie called Fighting next to my school. I tried to sneak a peek, mais alas no such luck. I was very excited though because the production notice said it's by Dito Montiel, who made the splendorous A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints two years ago. Plus he grew up in Queens and his movies all deal with the New Yawk lifestyle. Of which I'm slightly a bit quasi partial toward.

I talked to the set guys and they said Terrance Howard and Luis Guzman are in it, so maybe if I flutter around the set enough and annoy them they'll say "hey conveniently located person, we need an extra for this scene" And then I'll be famous, Ricky Gervais style.

It is on my List of Things to Do Before I Die list.
Natch.

I managed to stumble across my own journal online today by means of which I will not disclose, and the page I landed on was all of my writing from that summer I was preparing to move to NY. I was basically freaking out about all the crap I had to do, and the constant thoughts smacking against the walls of my brain were causing massive strokes.

It's all very funny to me now. Despite the fact that I now have the luxury of looking back and saying neener to myself, I actually can observe a remarkable degree of self-awareness and understanding I had of the whole situation. I think my head was on a little more straight than I thought it was at the time and I had a healthy amount of good old fashioned intuition. Thank god I didn't back down and lose faith in myself.

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:: 2007 27 October :: 3.53 pm

silhouette



Sometimes you gotta put the Biochem down and let your other side play for awhile.

My camera is permanently out of commission. Someday I'll get a real one, but for now this is the best I can do with Jason's.

Someday someday someday.

No editing on the photo btw. Good old fashioned exposure manip. :)

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:: 2007 20 October :: 7.28 pm
:: Mood: attentive

sunrise over long island
weightless
crisp air
goosebumps
translucent blue sky
streaks of white clouds
reflecting sunlight in my eyes
planes leaving LaGuardia
shop owners smoking cigarettes
in their doorways
the homeless asleep on benches
with fringes of dew in their hair
smells of bread, coffee
yellow cabs lined up along 71st Ave
await the onslaught of the morning rush
business suits in lockstep
with a briefcase for one hand
palm pilots
blackberries
and iPhones
for their other
traffic cops making their rounds
on the metered overnight cars
signals changing
drivers honking
newspapers ruffling
flapping
Metro Transit workers
taking their cigarette break
above the steady thick heat of the underground
shop keys turning
shades rising
street lights clicking off

i am walking to the post office
the world is alive

there's no place like everywhere

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:: 2007 9 October :: 5.23 pm

Mom gets a cell phone

"Yes, I am the proud new owner of a CHOCOLATE! However, I do not know how to use it."

--in an email

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:: 2007 6 October :: 2.27 am

movies & massages
Went with some friends to see the Darjeeling Limited in Times Square tonight. Loved the movie--I won't give away any parts, but it had a lot of great lines such as

"I love you and I'm going to mace you in your face!"

And while the credits rolled, they played the song Au Champs-Elysees which made me ecstatic because it's one of the French songs I sang on stage in high school. ::squeem::

Earlier today I went to a salon and got a massage, facial, and eyebrow wax. I felt like a pampered celebrity. My skin has been all smooth and lubey today--especially my breasticle region. The facial took 30 minutes and they put a whole lotta stuff on me, some of which they left on, so now I feel kinda dirty. Some of it had a very muddy consistency. Weird stuff, those pamperage products. :) Definitely a charming little place though.

Oh la la, bonne nuit.

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:: 2007 2 October :: 7.11 pm

for serious?
So
the cast of The Real World-Denver was at my school today.

Why?

..
...

Yeah
I didn't even know that show was still on.
Wasn't it cool in like middle school?
Is it still cool in middle school?
Apparently Pace kids still watch it
because they cheered for certain people.
One of which I later found out is the girl
who made out with another girl.

It's teh hawt thing to do.
And is totally original.

Not rly.


But they brought chicken parmesan and chocolate cake with them
that I could eat for free
so I stayed and listened for a bit.

It was the polite thing to do.
Natch.

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:: 2007 1 October :: 8.40 pm

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:: 2007 27 September :: 11.14 am

I swear some days tourists drive me nuckin futs. I'm tryyyying to get to schoooool...moooooooooooove!

kthx.

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