~Wednesday, January 30, 2002~11:32 a.m.~
OK, so I'm a homosexual man now?

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~Tuesday, January 29, 2002~11:24 p.m.~

I should be studying physics at this very moment. But...that isn't working out so well. I do slacking so well! Argh...Tomorrow I shall study. Just you wait, punk! We are putting up a wall o' friends. I'm Rachel. I would say I'm more of a Pheobe - I think of myself as ditsy anyways. Well, maybe perky? Ah well, Rachel will do. She's kinda perky and ditsy in that...Rachel way. Anywho, take the test at www.emode.com and find out what friend you are - when you find out come sign our 'wall'. Also, my party is on the 22nd! I'll be 21. Kickass. It will be a party to remember. Indeed. But I promise not to pull a Bilbo. ;) That really makes no sense in my context. But...I dunno...I'm going to bed, dammit.

~Monday, January 28, 2002~01:30 p.m.~

OK, my horoscope is telling me to get my house in order. As if I haven't rearranged everything enough in the past week. Jeff and I did a little interior decorating last night. That boy likes to plan even worse than I do. He drew a diagram of the kitchen, showing where the food would be placed and where the alcohol would be placed, drawing strategic arrows showing people movement from each table. Quite funny. He also insists we serve little hoagie sandwiches. Hmmm...Sure. Hehehe. I'm just like "chips and booze, what more do you need?" and he's planning gourmet appetizers. Craziness.

~Monday, January 28, 2002~07:54 a.m.~

Take the What animal best portrays your sexual appetite?? Quiz

~Sunday, January 27, 2002~07:59 p.m.~
Too eerie...

What Psych-Ward do you belong to?

~Sunday, January 27, 2002~07:58 p.m.~

OK, so for those of you who don't know, that's one of my cats, Jillie. Isn't she adorable? Cutest lil' (Ok, she's not exactly little...) thing you'll ever see. :) Here's my horoscope for today:

Romantic and social activity will be productive. You can successfully entertain others in your home. You will attract members of the opposite sex with your warmth and generosity.

Hm...I'm not so sure about this one. I am all alone in my house, which is definitely not a bad thing, and I see no members of the opposite sex gravitating towards me. Silly horoscope. Hehe. :) 'Sok though. Time to write a Spanish paper. Yay.

~Sunday, January 27, 2002~01:24 p.m.~

Look at my pretty new layout. Ain't it great? THANKS MEGAN!

~Saturday, January 26, 2002~02:55 p.m.~
Why am I a man???
So I took this Daria test...Is there a reason I turned out to be a guy character? Hmmm...That sucks. I want to be...I don't know, feminine? Hhehe...

~Saturday, January 26, 2002~02:52 p.m.~

Testing....

~Friday, January 25, 2002~12:15 p.m.~

OK, who's the total idiot?? Answer - April. Somehow I turned off my alarm. It is now after 12pm, and well, I've missed two classes. What's up with that? No more going out on Thursday nights for me. MWF classes are too important, as boring as they may be. I feel quite guilty. But I also feel a lot more rested. Haha. I've been dead tired this whole week. I feel a heck of a lot better now. So that's the one saving grace of the day. I don't feel sick! Woohoo! Well, ok, maybe still a little sick. So I guess this is my sick-recover day. Hopefully I don't get sick this year like I usually do - laryngitis and bronchitis. But I think that only happens every other year, and since I got those two last year, I won't get it this year. *crosses fingers* Anywho, I guess I should go get some lunch.

~Thursday, January 24, 2002~12:28 a.m.~

Just for the record - MEN SUCK!

~Sunday, January 20, 2002~11:14 p.m.~

ReDmAyPriL: did you happy the list of things for greensboro?
ReDmAyPriL: i thought i'd left 'em at alicias
jmeguga: i have it
jmeguga: did you happy the list??????
ReDmAyPriL: ROFL
ReDmAyPriL: HAVE
ReDmAyPriL: hehe
ReDmAyPriL: at least i didn't say did you cappy the list
jmeguga: then we wouldn't have a list cause it would be naked

~Sunday, January 20, 2002~02:31 p.m.~

I'M GOING BACK TO AFRICA! OK, I MAY be going back to Africa... :-D

~Saturday, January 19, 2002~12:25 a.m.~

Do you ever get the fear that all your friends will decide you're not such a great friend after all, and decide to dump ya? Or that they have no use for you? Or that you aren't interesting enough, or witty enough, or smart enough, or tidy enough? That they'll realize that even though they've known you for awhile, they never really knew you and now that they know you they can't find anything to like? I think I dreamt about that last night. Well, then I had another dream where I was kidnapped by my old Don Pablo bosses, but they decided I still needed to attend class while being kidnapped, so they started giving me biology lectures. And I think I tried to seduce one of the guys so that he'd let me go. VERY WEIRD!!! And I was some sort of important person like a princess or whatever. Go figger.

~Thursday, January 17, 2002~11:42 a.m.~

Nevermind, I love having gay guy friends. :) I'm amazed at my stamina. Last night we went to Boneshakers and danced from 11pm to almost 2am. It was so much fun. I had a bit to drink, but not toooo much. Well, it may seem like a lot - 3 shots, 2 sex on the beach, and a smirnoff ice. Yum. I love Boneshakers. Where else will I get to dance with lots of hot guys? Sure, they aren't attracted to me, but that's nothing new. It's the very fact that they will dance with me that counts. Haha. :) Anywho, so I went to bed around 3am, and got up for my 930am class and actually made it through the whole thing without falling asleep! Yes! Gooo me! It was sooo much fun though. And the scenery was quite nice. :)

~Wednesday, January 16, 2002~04:47 p.m.~

Where have all the straight guys gone? That's what I would love to know. I've got over a dozen gay friends. Is that the norm for an average gal? I just have no idea. I mean, I love 'em all, but you have to wonder at the irony of it all. I believe that I will get married to a great guy, and then he'll tell me he's gay. Just wait. It will happen. The worst part of it all is that my gay friends have far more luck in finding a date or a relationship than I do. Think about it, there are less gay people in the world than straight people, so you think their choices would be narrowed by this fact. What does this say about me?
Valentines Day is coming up. I hate Valentine's Day. The only Valentine's Day I can really remember getting anything was when my mother gave me some jellybeans. Granted, my brother stole mine and ate them before I got any...I just hate holidays in general I do believe. Except St. Patrick's Day. :) St Patty's is cool, cuz you get to wear green, and drink green beer, which I'll get to do (legally) this year! Yay! There I've made myself feel better. :)

~Sunday, January 13, 2002~10:32 p.m.~

Tomorrow: Leave house at 8am. Class at 9am. Study 2 hours. Class at 1220pm. Class at 230. Lab at 430-635. Meeting at 7pm. Work from 8pm-11pm. YIPPEE!!!!!

~Thursday, January 10, 2002~12:27 p.m.~

I would just like to say that Rachel has far too many men on her husband list, and therefore I am reclaiming Russell Crowe as my own. ;)

~Wednesday, January 9, 2002~10:15 a.m.~

Sorry gals and guys. I have to say that the concert-going-groupie-being thing is wearing thin very fast. I'm surprised my interest has lasted this long, so I guess that is a good thing. But you can do one thing for just so long, and then it starts getting old and tired. I never was one to devote my time to one thing wholeheartedly. High school consisted of varsity volleyball, chorus, piano lessons and competitions, and about 5 different clubs. The same it is in college. Cinematic arts, work, classes, aerobics, and hopefully soon to be Union BOG member, working in a research lab, and working on Alternative Spring Break and Relay for Life. Music is lovely, music is great. But going to tons of concerts is not me.

I can remember the times when I was an athlete, as in one who could run 3 miles without stopping, swim 80 laps a day, and play 2 basketball games back to back. Then came the days of college, when I turned into giaganto-april. The one people don't like to sit next on the bus. Hehehe. So I've start kickboxing and other aerobics stuff. Hopefully I can keep it up - but I think I can with my friends going. Hopefully at least one of them will follow through. I know Rachel didn't count on the exercise being so rigorous. I should have warned her better. Doh! :) A month or so of this kickboxing and I should be getting a little more in shape. Hehe. If I get tired of kickboxing, when I'm in shape, I'll just move to another class. ;) Yippee. Well, my fingers are getting cold, so I think that means it is time to go and get a hot chocolate and finish reading my two chapter of biochemistry, even though my professor is totally deaf and uninteresting. Ah well.

~Friday, December 28, 2001~02:44 a.m.~

My horoscope for the day:
You may be a little escapist if you have exhausted yourself this year. Try to relax quietly with the one you love. You will have plenty of time to get things done later.

This is about the most true horoscope I've ever read. I'm going to bed! Wow that rhymes!! :-P

~Thursday, December 27, 2001~12:15 a.m.~

Today I had the following conversation:

*****: Do u smoke weed yet?
ReDmAyPriL: what?
ReDmAyPriL: who is this
*****: Do u?
ReDmAyPriL: no
ReDmAyPriL: who is this
ReDmAyPriL: why would i smoke weed?
ReDmAyPriL: who is this?
ReDmAyPriL: real mature, aren't you?
ReDmAyPriL: lemme guess
ReDmAyPriL: somebody from southern poly?
*****: And I know u smoke weed!
ReDmAyPriL: oh you do?
ReDmAyPriL: do you have nothing better to do?
ReDmAyPriL: maybe you are misinformed, but i just don't smoke weed - sorry to disappoint
*****: maybe then you'd lose some weight
*****: god forbid
ReDmAyPriL: fuck you
*****: now now, thats you and whoever you get liquored up with!
ReDmAyPriL: who the hell is this? daniel or one of his cool friends?
ReDmAyPriL: you're cool as hell aren't you?
ReDmAyPriL: and a coward i can see
ReDmAyPriL: bye then

Anywho, isn't that a nice conversation? I thought so. This holiday sure has turned out great! *note scathing sarcasm*

~Tuesday, December 25, 2001~04:41 p.m.~

What a horrible semester. I got a C in Organic. Apparently, though, a lot of other people's grades dropped due to the last exam. But how to explain that to my parents? I so expected a B....Doesn't seem much fair. The A I did get was in Spanish...crazy, huh? I get an A in my least favorite, and the class I worked the least in? Maybe I should drop out of school....My first C ever...I so hoped to make a B....
In other news...Phyllis passed away on December 22nd. We found out the 23rd, the day we were coming home from Hawaii. So we flew Kona to Honolulu to L.A. to Salt Lake City to Portland. The graveside funeral was Christmas Eve. It was sad to say the least...There is a memorial on Thursday, but we decided to come home. Well, OK my parents decided to come home. For what I am not sure. We're supposed to be having Christmas with my brother, but he is nowhere in site, and we don't have a tree or presents or anything besides. When my dad told Bob (Phyllis's husband, who has had numerous strokes and therefore is in a wheelchair and can't speak) that we had to leave, he started crying. His daughter (who is the same age as my dad) then began crying...I hated leaving. Bob really wanted us to stay.
Hawaii, however, was great. Yay. Go Hawaii. OK back to watching TV.

~Sunday, December 16, 2001~06:58 a.m.~

I'm gone away! Far far away! Merry Christmas to all. It sure won't feel like Christmas to me. Sun and ocean, here I come. Aloha y'all!

~Monday, December 10, 2001~09:27 p.m.~

Well, my day went far better after that atrocious beginning. I went to 3 hours of study sessions...and that's about it. Except for the fact that I waited for an Orbit for 30 minutes and it never came, so I ended up walking to Ramsey in 40 degree drizzly weather. Ugh. Going to Starbucks tomorrow to have lots and lots and lots of studying. Yipeee!!!! But right now it is time for dinner. I've narrowed it down to...egg sandwich or...whatever I can scrounge up.

~Monday, December 10, 2001~10:33 a.m.~
How sucky is my life?
Well, I woke up and it's raining. I'm like, well maybe that won't be so bad. Miranda and I are going to be making french toast. I get up at 10am (the agreed upon time) practically tasting that french toast, and the girl (Miranda) is gone, MIA. I should have taken the hint and gone back to sleep. Well, I check my email and find out that they denied the ticket I had appealed SIX MONTHS AGO. They were like "blah blah blah, we are parking services, bow to our power, you little insignificant student...pay us now even though it took us 6 months to get back to you...it doesn't matter because we are the true power of UGA. Oh and we're Nazis." After being a bit angry about that, I checked my stat grade (yet another mistake). I had an 89.3 in there...so you'd think they'd be a little nice and bump me up .2 points? Nope! I get a B! After making two 94s and a 100 on the first three exam. Yeah so I bombed the last exam (62.5)...But...dammit...Damn them! Nobody got that stupid question at the end correct. They should have thrown it out, and I would have an A right now. Damn them. OK, I think I'll go lie in bed now. Or something. I don't know. This has all happened in 20 minutes, so who knows what else is in store for me? What did Miranda say? That bad luck runs in 3? Haha...Try like....10! Bad luck runs in cycles of 10! Or more! We shall see.

~Wednesday, December 5, 2001~12:54 p.m.~
Talk about your bad week
Well, my week last week started off with my computer totally broken. Then, a few days ago, I ran over a mattress that was 'sitting' in the middle of the road. Last night, my car was broken into...And my stereo was stolen. Lovely, don't you think? Well, I think this is getting a tad ridiculous. I want my life to go smoothly, but it just doesn't seem to want to give me a break. It could have been worse though. Things can always get worse. :) Optimistic, aren't I? I fared better than Miranda though. Her window is smashed, and they stole her wallet and her cell phone. Evil bastards. I wish I could call the cell phone and see who answers. Cuss them out or something. Wish I could do more than cuss them out, of course. This sure does make one feel safe....NOT! I have looked at the world quite differently today. Kinda paranoid like...My organic teacher kept using the word "attack" in class today referring to reactions, and I would be like "Yeah I know an attack!! I'll show YOU an attack!" Anywho, I made a 36 on my organic chemistry exam, but he added 20 points to everybody's scores, so it is a 56. I made an 84 on my biology exam, and I just took my stat exam. Took my bio lab exam yesterday, which went ok...And that's about it. :-P Time to start studying for finals. WOOHOO!

~Tuesday, December 4, 2001~04:47 p.m.~

I'm in major bitch mode, so watch out! :) Actually, I'm braindead and half dazed. Tired, tired tired. And stressed a bit. 3 down, 4 to go. Almost halfway done with exams! I need a vacation away from people. Like...all people. It would be wonderful to go off in to the Alaskan wilderness right now and stay there for about 3 months...even if it would be cold. Just me, Harry Potter books, and my 8 slut (romance) books. And Blackberry, of course. And maybe a TV with a VCR and 100 movies or so. :) Mmm....yeah...I'll just daydream about that. Until then, I'm off to Cinematic Arts.

~Thursday, November 29, 2001~10:32 a.m.~

I woke up with a sad feelin today, which sucked, cuz then I had to force myself outta bed. Blah. Hopefully I'll get happier soon. I'm sure I will. I need food. Yes. I had some disturbing dreams last night. I dreamt that I kept running away from people cuz I had gotten upset about something, and they couldn't find me. I think they all gave up eventually. Blah again. Everybody was in my dream, which made it weirder, cuz I never have dreams with all my friends AND exfriends in it. Craziness. I won't think about it anymore.
So...my hellish two weeks is about to begin. I can't decide whether I'm stressed or not. My stomach has been hurting on and off for about a week now...and sometimes I get nauseous and sometimes I can't stand up straight. Hehehe. The falling over part is kind of funny except when I almost fell down the biology auditorium stairs. Not so humorous. :) And then there is the very persistant headache that begins when I open my eyes in the morning and ends...I guess when I go to sleep. The good thing is that I have been sleeping very well lately. Well, for the past two nights. Two nights of not waking up every hour is a godsend. :) Love it! Except for the headache thing.
So today I shall be working aaaalll day...then studying aaallll night. YAY!!! It's not so bad really. Starbucks is a pleasant place. As I've said before, my personal Cheers. Hehe. :) Is it a bad or a good thing that all the staff knows my name? Good in that I get free drinks sometimes, yes. Hehe. I've tried almost every drink in the store. Silly me. Alrighty, I'm gonna go get some food and some Tylenol and go to joyous work. Yay! Later then.

~Tuesday, November 27, 2001~09:27 p.m.~

This entry is dedicated to Rachel because she told me I don't update enough. So here's my update - I haven't gotten more than 4 or 5 hours of sleep per night since last Thursday. Sunday night I got 3 hours...Last night I was lucky enough to get 5. Tonite I shall sleep about 9. :-D Yay! I am excited. I have 4 exams in 3 days next week...And then my finals to contend with. I need to write my Africa paper that should be 10 pages or more within the next two weeks, and my computer have conveniently broken. Needless to say, I am quite tired. More later when I can keep my eyes open. :-D

~Monday, November 19, 2001~12:08 p.m.~

Well, I am doing a lot better now. Got my act under control. I also realized that PMS was partly screwing with my hormones and emotions and whatnot, so I was slightly more emotional about the whole thing that I would normally be. Anywho...we're going to Oregon to, yes, visit Phyllis and Bob and eat dinner with the family. It is how we have spent Thanksgiving many times before, only Phyllis has always been helping out in the kitchen and making wonderful food. Still, it will be good to see everybody. It is something that needs to be done. Hopefully it won't shake me up too bad. It's just that everything bad seems to happen in November. To me, at least. I think it may be a recurring thing in my life. November = badness. Anywho, on a brighter side, I will be getting a leather jacket today. Kickass! I need a jacket, and I've always wanted a leather jacket. My parents are actually paying for it for me, which is a relief and a slight amount of guilt, since my mom will be retiring in January and all. My mom is actually going to buy a house though, to rent out to people. We have another rental house that is all under control. See, she takes a house that is kind of bad condition and that is selling for cheap, fixes it up, and rents it out for more than the payments are. That way the renters are paying for the house. She just owns it. Good system if you ask me. Anywho, we'll still be getting less money since she won't be working for Delta, and she was the principle income. But...my dad's real estate should help out some. Anywho, I'm going to go get packed. HAPPY THANKSGIVING to all.

~Thursday, November 15, 2001~09:51 a.m.~
Fucking A
This is so fucking frustrating. My parents are like "yeah, we may go somewhere, we'll tell you in a couple days." I'm fucking missing organic chemistry so I can go somewhere, but they won't give me a definite answer. Here's the email:

Dad says he will call Phyllis on Friday and we will decide then where we will go. He hopes that we can go out after Thanksgiving to stop in for an hour or two and we could do that on a 3-day break--you might not be able to go. ANyway, we will just have to let you know what is going to happen so you can get a tentative note from your teachers to skip but you might be able to go anyway. I can't imagine that plan would hurt. Also, we have not mentioned that we might go to Hawaii and would not want Phyllis to know yet so don't mention in your letter please, in case we go there instead of going to Oregon. Sorry for the lack of definite plans but we will just have to relax, be ready to go with the last minute plan, as in have your clothes clean and packed that you know you will be taking and ironed if necessary and also something to non-rev in whereever we go.

~Wednesday, November 14, 2001~11:46 a.m.~

I'll mention it one more time - I fucking hate this month. I don't know if I'm crying for Phyllis or from the fact that we might not go to Hawaii...Letter from my mom:
"I am having a hard time with something and don't know what to do. On the one hand I want to go to Hawaii and have a great vacation and be with you and fullfill a promise to take you there. One the other hand, I got a letter from Phyllis and I feel so bad about not going to see her. I know she probably won't be around for Christmas, which is what I would like, and this may be the last chance I get to see her and tell her good bye. I just got a long letter from her she says "I weight 105 lbs and look like a shriveled up old lady". She has a hospice nurse taking care of her now which means that she qualifies to die within a few months to get that for free. She said that we have to call before we come to visit at Thanksgiving so she might not feel up to a visit so I don't really know if we can go there either. I just don't know what to do about this. I will talk to Dad tonight and you can give me your feed back on it. I don't even know if we would n't be in the way if we went as she is receiving a lot of personal care right now and they are all really busy with her. ANyway, something to think about and decide about. I will call pass bureau and see what kind of passes we have left. If only we could go by her house and then on to Hawaii but that just doesn't work. I love you Mom"

I feel sick. Fucking holidays.

~Sunday, November 11, 2001~10:32 p.m.~

ALOHA, BABY, ALOHA!!

~Saturday, November 10, 2001~10:25 p.m.~

Guess where I am going for Thanksgiving? I think it is hilarious - TURKEY! I'm going to TURKEY for THANKSGIVING! Hahahahahah!!!! Does anybody find that nearly as amusing as I do?? OK, maybe not...Istanbul would be the next city I will be visiting. Not Constantinople. ;) Anywho, just though to share that.

~Tuesday, October 23, 2001~10:38 p.m.~

I'm 65% pure, going to die at age 66, and am 37% bitch...Haha...Right now I'm like 90% bitch. 'Tis OK though. I just saw Brandon at the sneak and he totally acted like he didn't know me. Isn't that something for an ego breaker? He barely said hello to me. I really have this feeling that Laurie got to talking to him...ugh...I'm probably just making that up, but they do live in the same dorm, and she is charming and cuter than me. She has that whole "I'm cute and innocent, love me" that guys tend to eat up. Anywho...Like you give a shit about this anyway, right? I'm going to bed, dammit. :) Hehe.