Kitty, Angela, and I went to go see the free sneak of The Prince & Me tonight. You know, the movie with Julia Stiles and the Danish prince who has a British accent (the accent is schweeeet, and although I can only understand about half of what he's saying, he nevertheless sounds intelligent. :P!) The movie was actually pretty good for a chicken ( Read more... )

There's something about the morning that always gives it a remedial effect. The last night's tribulations and episodes disappear, and all that's left are swollen eyelids, a sore back, and bits and pieces of conversation supplemented by incomplete images. When morning comes, everything prior seems diluted down to a watery blandness; troubles turn ( Read more... )

Normally I think posting these things are a waste of time (mine and yours), but this time it's actually not bad! Very surprising indeed; although not particularly true in ALL circumstances (i.e. the slave part. :[]), the gist of it is good enough.

Random question of the day: What's worse, pedophilia, zoophilia, or necrophilia ( Read more... )

New layout! Does the font look weird pushed to one side like that? Comments, suggestions, welcome. I keep sticking with the same basic styles; I need to change something but don't know what ( Read more... )

I HATE CHEM LAB. So what else is new? Well, I was browsing random LJ's on the UCLA community and came upon one guy's entry about women, which I found rather amusing. (Just for kicks: His lj is dreamer_of_time  and I have no idea who the hell he is.)
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( Dating Women, A Step by Step Process )

Having me as a roommate can be really scary sometimes. Even I wouldn't want to be my own roommate, out of sheer fear of what I might do during my somnambulist and/or somniloquist (love this term!) episodes. Oh yes, I make no sense ( Read more... )

Ah, what a long overdue update.  Not much has happened in my life, to be sure, but Andrew has never been one to fail me.  Call it drunkeness, overboard spontaneity, or even temporary insanity, if you will, but MR. Tran has gracefully given me the gift of turning him into MISS Tran (you're not married yet, Andrew).  For the longest time, putting ( Read more... )

Breathy, stuffy, itchy. This is me in my overheated dorm room, surrounded by a curious mixture of sourdough and clam chowder infused with a newly sprayed scent of bottled fragrance. Bad idea, because now the two smells are irritating my poor sniffer.

But anyways, I should be reading chemistry. Instead, I am discussing the "cuteness" (not MAN-HOT, ( Read more... )

Feeling the nature, eh eh ( Read more... )

Whoo hoo! I am officially acting (partly) like a stereotypical college student. Before going out to her sorority funfun, Rachael (our roommate) gave me some alcohol. My liver is now in the 9th level of hell, moving into the new category of 10th made especially for me. Double whoo hoo to that. Despite the weak 5 and 10% alc concentrations of ( Read more... )