I fell in the forest, did you hear me?

something to do when you are bored: google the names of colours. Above you will see "light plum"

I'm exhausted. Just plain pooped. Today I sat in this cafe in the library on campus for 4 hours, trying to sell tickets for this fundraising party my course union is doing and I only sold one. And this dumbass frat-pledge kid would not stop pestering us girls who were sitting at the table with his unblievably ignorant comments. I mean, I like most of the frat guys well enough, they seem pretty decent, not the stereotype of States frat boys with their jocky-jockness and their blonde hair, these guys actually have personality. Anyway.

So I finally get out of school around 7 because I had to go to this OTHER meeting too... and I went straight to this friends house to watch Jepardy! (did you know that those guys on the show get a booklet to study from before going on the show?! I think that's bullshit, specially because a lot of the times they don't get really easy questions...). Our other friend shows up a few minutes later and I had heard earlier that a friend of hers had been charged with murder so what do I do? Like the biggest fool around I laugh until I cry. I gotta snap out of it.

And this morning in my 'intro to monotheism' class I kept writning churge instead of church. I'm losing it alright.

George Cambo? and rich peoples sex palace? Greaaaaaaaaaat
Today is the day, of figuring out peoples addresses and making clever cards and something heartfelt. Today is the day i brushed my hair and made some bread and called people and talked to others. I did some paperwork, went to the beach and enjoyed a goodlooking french man sing to the camera. Tonight, after arguing with a boy i like, i wll go have a bath and shave my legs.

Life is too slow.

how deep is this hole I'm in?!

It's ok C, at least you got past the introductions part. I always forget to do that one, maybe because everyone I know is agressive about introducing themselves.You should just sing them this song and avoid the hands shaking altogether.

I am making gingerbread with all those cookie cutters you left here that time (thanks!) Because we are supposed to have a bakesale on thursday for UNICEF... hopefully they make it to then. This week is going to be nutso with extra curricular activities, my course union is organising this kareoke/ dance part thing that I am dreading but hey! it's helping fund our trip to NY.
Last night we joined the heards of small children at the Santa Claus parade downtown. for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to wear flats HA. Everything froze, let me tell you. But I did get a coupon for ten dolla off a haircut so I can FINALLY get one.
I feel like I spend too much time with this computer. I think we need to take a breaky break.

I seriously need to work on social skills. / Do something motivating with mylife.

So un-motivating with my life, that i took a picture of the cooking channel. Super huh?
So i went out with my father today to drive my tiny brother and tiny sister to various locations,(both lovers who are older then they are .... ) and on the way back ,i suggested we stop by the local grocery store to buy some pre-made falafel mix and milk and i saw a fellow friend, that i don't know that well, but we spoke anyways, and whatever, and then, both our fathers were there with us, and there was hands all over the place being shook, and i was confused on which one to shake, and was i suppose to shake first? it was awkward. I felt bad,, and then walked away regretting a lack of skills.

Current though, i feel alright. Im talking to the Argentinian tagger and c-man, with a cat on my lap and a lack of water in my body.
Talk to you later t-tails.

Still jealous, by the wayyy.

So for the past couple hours, i've been sprawled out on the living room floor, under two blankets, on my stomach, watching Youth in Revolt. You know that's a movie with Michael Cera*Sarah, in it right?

From Katimavik, i've learnt to sleep on my stomach. I also learnt to sleep with a blanket over my head (but i'm pretty sure i told you that already), that, among other things, are a factor that valued the six months. Now with the prospects of wanting to expand my life another six months, maybe i'll learn a couple other tricks of the trade.

Then Trade Them For Knowledge.

Knowledge about good food, ill most likely trade them for. Then i'll bring them back to you, and my loved ones (hahahahaa, your not loved), and you guys will all be impressed, with a full stomach and extra extra glisten in your eyes.

Ill bring tissues for the leaking eyes. Youll write a book on the anti-dote. Boat?
We will be a team.

Bah.
I wish i had a bottle of red wine right now. And a robe.

there is an adorable dog in a sunny yellow truck parked outside our place right now and oh! the dog belongs to this guy working downstairs. I wonder if he will bring him in. He reminds me of Prince Wendell from the Tenth Kingdom... remember that series? No? We have part one on DVD if you want to check it out.

The Sabo clan is supposed to me here in t-30 mins. They are going to see Yerma, the play that Sarah is in. It's about this crazy Spanish woman who can't get preggers and eventually goes nuts and kills her husband while ripping off her clothes. And then Franco wins the war. Sarah plays the devil's wife and she has to do this sexual/flamenco-esque dance with this guy with a terrible fake mustache. Still don't know about the main character, she kept doing this voice that was almost an Irish accent and rubbing her belly and moaning. Plus she was Too obsessed with childbirth. And the whole town was clucking and gossiping about the fact that she could't sleep because her husband would not goddamn impregnate her.

hm. sounds like Sarah just pulled down the shower curtain rod.

I won't show you the house, it looks like hell

Is there an organ donor in the room?

So so so. It's been winter wonderlanding left right and center. I have the appropriate number of blisters from wearing too many pairs of socks and insisting on walking everywhere. Lucky for us a certain Mr. Father installed heaters in all the rooms and more lights in the kitchen so its stopped feeling like such a cave in here. Yes!
And I am still on my Harry Potter craving- almost done the second one... thing is though since I got it out from the library some little smartass has gone through the book and replaced the word "hiss" with the word "whisper" in cases where they have the same context. What a little shit. You would be surprised to see how much this happens.
Also yesterday I looked up on the bus and this guy who looked amazingly like Philip A. was staring at me down his round-ended nose. Oh.... ok. He got off two blocks after he got on. Last night I spent way too much on sushi and I just devoured the rest of it. MmMm bbq salmon skin, oh how you are deliciously sharp going down.
Also last night instead of doing the reading that I was meant to be doing I watched that Woody Allen movie, "Annie Hall" which was damn good, if you ask me. I tend to try and stay away from Woody A because of the crowd that he seems to attract. Plus the whole Jewish-angle that I probably didn't grasp, being a goy. On the other hand though, I feel like there is always something in films that I won't grasp. We're too goddamn diverse, eh?

Thanks belgium

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