a turkish boy's love for perviness is only exceeded by his love for american slang: aiiit? huh? and "well" is like making out.

::sigh:: why the fuck are we all still suffering in this heat.

invitations soon to follow

also, sally, i'm afraid it's your turn to "cook" (buy us taco bell)

anyone:

it is madison plus two and i need PLUS TWO for myst tonight. don't let me down putos.

(to reiterate: i need SOMEone to dance with me until the sun comes up)

what a completely useless week.

if i were This Week, i would be ashamed of myself.

i had to quit my clarinet lessons
and i cried
pathetic scale: 10

having to sell my scooter for food and tuition
pathetic scale: 7

considering starbucks as job number two
pathetic scale: 4 1/2

a permanent, uneven tan
pathetic scale: 2

finally relaizing that diamonds ARE a girl's best friend (as long as pawnable)
priceless

back from the windy city sans sunburn and money

so the Worst Day of My Life is over, leaving me with a few less brain cells

and the Most Boring Day is also over.

tomorrow i have the Most Unprepared Day ahead of me, followed by the Week of Finals Hells to be topped off with Straight Drinking through thurs. wonderful.

never has
the gooch
been such a topic of discussion.

thank you all.

that i had a dream i caught bird flu from renn fair?

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aside from my hair being hated, my scooter stranded, and robert almost running over my glasses with the car because he's a douche-bag, i am feeling pretty darn good about today.

and i know it's not the same, but i have made GCC my bitch (and all the scruffy boys with secret muscles) and it feels pretty good too.