HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

1. What was your first Halloween costume? I think I was a Madonna or something.

2. What was your best costume and why? I liked my 8th grade costume when I went as a butterfly. I painted my face all pretty and everything. I even won the best costume award for my homeroom class.

3. Did you ever play a trick on someone who didn't give you a treat? Oh... is that what you're supposed to do?

4. Do you have any Halloween traditions? (ie: Family pumpkin carving, special dinner before trick or treating, etc.) No. I just like to go trick-o-treating. Candy! Yum!

5. Share your favorite scary story...real or legend! I don't have any favorite scary stories. I suck!

Candy was my whole life as a kid. First 10 years of my life I think the only clear thought I had was "Get... Candy." That was it. Family, friends, school, they're just obstacles in the way of the candy. I'm just thinking, 'get candy get candy get candy get candy get candy'. That's why you have to teach kids not to take candy from a stranger if they're playing in a playground because their such candy moron idiot brains are just, "This man has candy I'm going with him goodbye I don't care what happens to me get candy get candy get candy..." "Don't go! They'll torture you! They'll kidnap you!" "It doens't matter he has an Old Henry, I have to take that chance. Get candy get candy get candy..." So the first time you hear the concept of Halloween when you were a kid, your brain can't even process the information. You're like, "What is this, what did you say? What did you say about giving out candy? Who's giving out candy? EVERYONE THAT WE KNOW IS JUST GIVING OUT CANDY?? Are you kidding me, when in this happening? Where? Why? Take me with you, I gotta be a part of this. I'll do anything that they want.... I can wear that." ~Jerry Seinfeld

My boyfriend claims that this place is boring. Not that I blame him or anything. But to comply with his wishes, I give you some dancing ladies:

I do this because I love you.

I was talking to Molly on the phone a bit ago and her roommate asked, "What type of Asian is she?"

To which I would reply, "I am totally FOBULOUS!"

Cause you know... I'm a Fabulous Oriental Being.

So uhh.... I really really really want this poster. Anyone want to spoil me? ^_~

I am currently in the main library. I needed to make a phone call about 30 minutes ago so I tried to find a place where I would not bother anyone. Up and down the aisles I go, until I found a place where I was far enough from people so that no one could hear me. As I sat down on the floor, I noticed some trash on the bottom of the bookshelf. It was a condom wrapper. An opened, Trojan Magnum condom wrapper.

Which is ironic because I was in the Pregnacy/Pre-natal care books aisle.

It's a crazy world we're living in.

In case you all were just dying to know (and I know you are)... the verdict is in...

Jizz does not make for good moisturizer.

Goldfish are yummy. Plus, it's the snack that smiles back! Raaah!

However, I can guarantee that goldfish are not as yummy as Peanut Butter Jelly.

It's peanut butta jell-eh time!

Happy Daylight-Savings-Time Day!

So how has everyone's weekend been? Mine was super.

Recap, list style.

Boy and I went to my brother's house Friday night because my aunt was coming in town from Hong Kong. We got to sleep on the super comfy Serta bed after watching Red Dragon. It was a nice break from having to sleep on small crappy dorm beds.

We slept in on Saturday. And by that I mean that I don't think we actually rolled out of bed until around 6 at night. When we finally managed to get ready to actually leave, it was already 8ish. We spent almost an hour trying to get to a restaurant that wasn't even that good [the only reason why I wanted to go was because it was by the lake - and since it was late by the time we got there, we couldn't see anything.] After dinner and an emergency break at McDonalds, we headed home and watched the Lion King. I think the last time I watched it was over winter break at the IMAX theater. I believe this is the 24th time I've seen it? I'm a junkie =)

My brother's dog woke us up with her whining this morning at 9 because she was jealous that Hercules, the cat, was on the bed with us and she wasn't. Boy and I actually got out of bed at around 11 and we cleaned the house, watched a little football, and left to go eat lunch at Marco Polo. Dim sum is yum. I had to take Boy to the airport at 4 and was horribly miserable as I drove home by myself. I'm better now though, I promise. Cause I'm strong... and I'm long... and I'm down to get the friction on. Um.. what?

So anyway, that wasn't really a list as much as it was 3 paragraphs, but shh... don't tell anyone, okay? I'm gonna go study now. G'night!

The Boy and I are currently at my brother's house and since he's taking the fam to go to Houston, we offered to have hot, crazy sex in his bed take care of his animals. So I'm staying here for the weekend. And just for the record, I feel a lot better than I did that last post so don't you kids worry about my pretty self. Anyway, have a great weekend, folks. We love you.

I am so tired.

I'm tired of school, relationships, pledging, and just life in general.

I wish I could just take a break and hide under a rock and sleep and make it all go away. =(

*Sigh*

My friends are awesome.

Kristy1975: i took a test
Kristy1975: and it said i was narcissitic
Kristy1975: then i took another one, and it told me that i was totally self involved
Kristy1975: dude. i talk about more than me. i rock, but someone else does too.. right???
SooshiMooshi: it's okay, you attention slut
Kristy1975: oh. right
Kristy1975: so back to me...

Psycogyrrl: i'm looking for a boy
Psycogyrrl: plus, i just wanna have a little.. fun, ya know?
SooshiMooshi: you just want some lovin'. i understand
Psycogyrrl: ya, you DO know... hehe. oops
Psycogyrrl: you little ho!
Psycogyrrl: oh wait. im a ho too

Spoon635: we should get matching mohawks

Speaking of which, I found this off of the Boy's profile and it made me really happy. The guy in the pink hot pants is my new hero, by the way. Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you from from Cotton-eye Joe?

Holy crap, I'm sore. I've been walking like I have a 5 foot pole up my ass. You should see me try to walk down the stairs, it's so pathetic. I make me sad.

People are outside my door and they are being obscenely loud. I want to throw rocks at them. Grr. Anyway, it's time for the Friday Five:

1. Name five things in your refrigerator. A 12-pack of Coors Light [not mine of course. I'm not an alchy like my roomate.], Ruffles ranch dip, cheese chunks [yum!], Brita water, and grapes.

2. Name five things in your freezer. Two ice racks and some Philadelphia white choclate raspberry cheesecake snack bars (which I totally forgot and am now really excited about).

3. Name five things under your kitchen sink. Pads (haha - ew), curling iron, cotton balls, laundry detergent, bandaids, and a ton of other shit.

4. Name five things around your computer. A box of TicTac Silvers (which are really good, by the way), a bottle of water, Q-tips, nail polish remover, and my digital camera.

5. Name five things in your medicine cabinet. Chips, cans of soup, kitchen utensils, mini muffins, and Halloween candy.

Just for the record...

I love Slim Jims. [Thanks, Molly. You made me make my day.]

Things...

I know that my backpack is always open. I intend to do that... you know, because I'm lazy and hey! Easy access. However, this does not mean free reign to use my open backpack as a basketball net in which you can score your trash.

I made my finger bleed today as I was walking to the library. There is now dried blood around my fingernail. I'm totally awesome.

Karen sent me this. And the sad part is that I think this Britney is hotter than the real Britney. And I know you do too. DON'T DENY IT!

Psycogyrrl: what's the plural of emphasis?
     SooshiMooshi: I AM THE PLURAL OF EMPHASIS.
     SooshiMooshi: Muahahaha!
     SooshiMooshi: worship me, you fools!
     Psycogyrrl: um.
     SooshiMooshi: ...hi?

I had a paper due today in my Rhetoric of Feminism class. I wrote mine on pornography. Since most feminists believe that porn is degrading and immoral, I decided to write in support of porn - saying that it gives women freedom of sexual expression and censoring it will only threaten women's First Amendment rights. Actually, I'm just using this as an excuse to look at excessive amounts porn without feeling dirty.

My Bio test was today and I think I bombed it. But hey! I don't have tests or papers for the next couple of weeks! Party!

The Boy is coming to see me in exactly a week. I am excited once again. People love me and are willing to spend $200+ on plane tickets just to see me! Gosh, I am so special. [Actually, I know I'm probably not, but don't ruin this special moment for me.]

My hair smells nice. *Sniff*

No homework for me tonight! Hurray for sleeping... forever!

I hate pigeons. I had to step over 4 of them today as I was walking back to my dorm. Aren't they supposed to... I don't know, fly away and into a wall or something?

Disgusting.