Sunday, February 7, 2010

It's not Monday.

KAMEHAMEHA!!!!!!!!!

What up chilluns. I realize that it's still Sunday, and that according to the code of mormon I'm legally and figuratively not allowed and/or obligated to post on this blog for another 3.5ish hours.........................but I know that tomorrow's going to be a shitty day. scratch that....this week is going to be a shitty week. Freak Em El. Thus, I will not have time in the future to write this. Therefore I have decided to break the space time continuum by posting on the wrong day. Which brings me to my next point.
The Amazing Race.
I love that show. And I really wanna go on it that would be epic. But apparently you have to be 21. hopefully that effing show will be around for a few more years. MAYBE I CAN BE ON IT IN ITS LAST SEASON ODhsklafjasd.

But yeah, to change the subject, Steve, I resent your superbowl apathy. Truly unamerican. hm. ....how does capitalization work with words like unamerican.....Cause it can't be Unamerican....but it also can't be unAmerican or UnAmerican. hm. interesting.

Alright. So I'm feeling kinda shitty today. Like I woke up with a sore throat and honestly don't want to deal with the fact that I can hardly swallow at the moment. I thought that washing my favorite blankie and snuggling in it would help. but alas. the darn piece of cloth came out damp. and im too lazy/cheap to walk back and put in in for another cycle.
Speaking of cycles. why do they call ANTM season's cycles.
I just. don't get it.
Who won the short cycle anyway? I only watch that shit when they have those marthons on VH1 and I have nothing better to do. My favorite season is the one where they went to Tokyo. I've always wanted to go to Tokyo. It sounds fun.
Project Runway's back on for another season too apparently. Hell yeah.
Don't judge. me.


I've also been drinking a lot of Orange Juice today to cure mystery illness. It's not helping. It just keeps burning my throat. Which, oddly enough, I find comforting. It's like all the germs trying to suck out my sould from my throat are being slaughtered at the hands of Minute Maid 100% pure squeezed, yet still from concentrate, vitamin D infused nourishing original liquid beverage. Yessir.
Also my favorite superbowl commercial was the one where the guy delivered a baby tiger it was so epic. But no one saw it. :(
lemme find a link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FH6Gt1-NWw4
Granted it's not that funny.
But. that baby tiger moment was so random at the time.
i dunno.

I just realized I keep saying epic. I also realize that I have a lot of realizations.

Here's a video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_Dm31Cyq9E

So when's everyone hosting for explore? I'm hosting the thursday friday on in late feb. idk what the dates are.

uh. also shout out to Josh Woo. Had an incredibonding sesh last night.
word.


I love papa johns, 10 dollar large. "food for the rest of the wee" aka food that's going to be gone by tomorrow morning.

Overall this weekend was semi-decent.

Not the best.
Not the worst.

I'm dreading the next few weeks....well after the spectack three day weekend that's coming up.....ugh. It's going to be that awkward mid-semester time....where you have nothing to look forward to per say, and all your classes start to bore the hell out of you, :( mid-sem blues. I'm going attempt to fight it off but inevitably we will all feel it. i dunno. this semester in general has been flying by. it's kinda nice. for now. but i feel like it's going to slow down over the next few weeks.
But can you believe it's already been a month wtf!?! Which means in another month it'll basically be like spring break. which means in another month after that it'll be me and viv's birthday extravaganza. which means in another month after that school will be out.sfkasjf. holy moley!

Okay.
so back to slaving over architorture and watching schindler's list.
which definitely go together like taters and gravy.


im tired.
I shouldn't be wasting my time doing this.


Sleeeep in heavenly peace on this silent night,

X0X0ceanicsixX0X0

shlove jew.

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