A shoujo's tale of life, love and lollipops

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:: 2005 19 October :: 8.27pm

Free Tibet... I'll take it!
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The Dalai Lama is going to speak at Stanford in November. Oh, how I wish one day that I might be able to see Tenzin Gyatso! Either way, you can watch his lectures at Stanford live(!) on their site. So it's a nice alternative.

There's a Free Tibet group in Michigan called TIBETmichigan. Starting on Sunday, October 23, they will show Tibet-related films every Sunday until January 29. You need to RVSP [re(accent?)spondez s'il vous plai(with-a-hat)t] to attend but it would be an awesome thing to go to. It's on Monroe Center, too so it's not too far away. You know what? I will go. If anyone wants to come with, call me. Here is their calendar and here is the event.

I love you all.

P.S. French is the most beautiful language. Songs in French are the most beautiful songs. This is not open for debate.

:: 2005 19 October :: 6.30pm

This is the cutest thing. Ever.

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KTHPKC

:: 2005 18 October :: 11.24pm
:: Mood: amused

Herr Blickle, the German comp prof that I dislike most of the time since he doesn't teach us jack shit, told my class about German citizenship and whatnot today.

So, apparently, if you want to be a citizen of Germany you have to be German by blood. Interesting, ne? I think I could become a citizen. My grandma's grandparents and parents were all German. Hmmm... I'd hafta look at all of my lineage. That'd be time-consuming and boring.

I'll just file this away in the "If I ever go to Germany, marry a German boy, and stay in Germany" file.

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:: 2005 18 October :: 4.20pm

Girls are bitches.

angel_bob

:: 2005 18 October :: 2.14pm

So last week, because of budget cuts, three people at work were laid off. And I mean people, not student workers, people who had worked there for 5 - 30 years.

There were two people laid off in the Registrar's and Advising office, where I work. One was the receptionist, Michele, with whom I worked and loved to death. She'd been working there for four years. Her daughter works on the floor above us. One advisor was laid off, I didn't know her very well. Across the hall, in the Registrar's office, the person who handled all the graduation stuff was laid off.

They said they chose to lay off the people whose jobs could be taken over by others.

So it was really sad on Thursday, when they told everyone what happened. Since both offices are run entirely by women, everyone was crying. Even today, people were still upset. And they had reason to be. They are all very close, throwing parties for birthdays and parties for holidays.

So that's what's been happening. It's been upsetting because everyone feels guilty that they still have a job. Especially the student workers.

I love you all.

:: 2005 18 October :: 12.45pm

I want to stab my cellphone, damn its alarm clock

It sucks that people still don't understand my sense of humor. Granted, it is violent (like when I'm in bitch-mode, grumpy, or pissed) at times. But still... it's not like I'm a homicidal maniac out for blood and spleens. Spleens. Hee.

I'd go off and cry now if I could, if only I were by myself and not stuck at Brown. ;_;

:: 2005 18 October :: 12.21pm

I went down for breakfast today. For the first time, ever.

I ate Lucky Charms and thought of Ben ;p

I ate with this one chick, Coop, who lives on my floor. She invited me to stop by her room today sometime, so I will. Because I've gotta become more outgoing and make more friends on the floor. Other than befriending people in long to walk to places like Henry and Hoekje.

Oh and me, being the dumb one, I forgot my keys so I had to call Tara and ask her to come down and let me in through the security door. Right after I got off the phone with her some dude let me in ^^" Gack. Then I had to hurry off to Brown so I wouldn't miss my German convo class.

I'm not hungry because I ate breakfast. But maybe I'll go out to Sprau Tower after next class and yoink a snack before going down to the computer lab and printing up the rough draft for my english paper.

Le w00t.

Memo to self: REMEMBER KEYS

oh, and I've gotta stop being so moody. Effing hormones. All you males suck ;p

The coolest of the cool: I absolutely love it when Tara and I talk when we're both in bed. Even if only for a moment, even if only to say good night. It brings back memories of me wishing that I had a sister to do that with. Sigh. Can't exactly do that with Andy, he's as dense as a brick wall when it comes to emotions.

KTHPKC

:: 2005 17 October :: 7.23pm
:: Mood: sad to the point of tears

Roommates and the like
Some roommates become best friends (like Amanda and Tara), some become rivals (no example that I know of). I prefer to think of Tara as a sister. Sometimes the older one (okay, most times) and sometimes the younger one.

I felt so...complimented when she asked me some advice about dating and guys. And I can't help but babble to her about things going on in my life. Friendships, boys *blushes*, classes, weekends, going home... you name it. If I'm in a talkative mood, I'll just try to talk her ear off. I'm afraid though, once in a while, that I'm pissing her off by talking too much.

Tara, her friend, and a couple others are going to be renting out an apartment next year. The day when she came back, excitedly announcing that she'd signed the lease for the apartment, something akin to pride just broke over me. I was immediatly excited for her, seeing her so happy. Like when she told me that Fall Out Boy was going to be at her friend's party. She was so excited that it was freaking adorable.

I have to admit that I'm not the best roommate. Hell, I'm probably the worst. I'm messy, I hate getting up, I'm grumpy as a bitch in the morning, I grumble about food, I take my time in the shower, I listen to heavy metal, I wear black waaaaaaaay too much, in the beginning I was antisocial, depressed, and angry, I won't touch the vaccum, and I rant. I can't see how Tara can stand to live with me. I try to be good, honest. And I don't have any problem with her, just her phone when it rings late at night when we're trying to sleep ;p

Look, the point that I'm rambling on trying to show is that I have no problem with my roommate. She's probably the best roommate that I could ever have. Sure we have our differences, but that adds a bit of spice and flavor to everything. I wish I could tell her that I love her (platonically) and I always want to hug her. But I'm afraid that I'll scare her.

Tara's the best. I hope you all get a chance to meet her someday.

:: 2005 17 October :: 3.20pm

I'm an update whore today ;p
I just got done shooting ideas at Tara. She helps a lot when I need to think of a paper to write ^_^

I'm thinking about doing something along the lines of affirmative action. I'm rather against it, even if it allows a certain percentage of minority groups to enter into universities every year. But that also means that some elligable students won't be allowed in. Even if they have outstanding grades.

So yeah, I'll rant about that and offer a solution. Damn, I need a solution. I mean, we need more people from the minority groups to enter college even if they don't have moneys. Ummm...scholarships! And forcing representatives to go to inner city high schools and seeing the outstanding students there.

Gack, I don't know. I'm not a minority here in the U.S. Now Zambia, I was a minority. But that was a kajillion years ago.

Any suggestions?

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:: 2005 17 October :: 12.52pm
:: Music: Verbotenland-Hanzel und Gretyl

Memo to self: Wear socks and shoes when going to math today.

It's rather nippy out. I'm freezing. Probably because my hair still isn't dry.

Lunch today was good. I'm feeling full. Gack, bloated almost.

The vaccum for the room isn't that evil. It's kinda nice. Not like Pestulio, the vaccum from hell. I hate that vaccum, even if my dad swears by it.

English midterm tomorrow. History and Math midterms next week. No midterms for the German classes. Yay. I'd probably cave in and strangle Herr Blickle with my shoelaces if he had us do a midterm. I wouldn't mind so much with Frau Gabor, she's pretty cool. I like her.

I need to write up an opinion paper. But what can I argue about? Any suggestions? They have to be controversial issues or somthing dealing with my major. Yay. Any German controversial issues?

I don't want to go up to the room. Nothing to do there. I suppose that I could color, but my blue copic marker has gone MIA already. I think that it's in Amanda's room somewhere. Cross your fingers.

Sigh. I could use a hug. A nice, warm hug.

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:: 2005 17 October :: 12.00pm
:: Mood: blah

Anonymous comments are annoying as fuck.

Well, I guess he/she/it's right...I probably should take this link off of my Facebook.

And learn to be a better roommate.

Edit 12:18 pm

Oooh, I'm glad that I didn't piss the Rachel off.

Rachel darling, you're the best. Seriously. I love you.

KTHPKC

:: 2005 16 October :: 1.07pm
:: Mood: cold and hungry
:: Music: Deadmaker-:Wumpscut:

Today I was planning on sleeping in until noon, seeing as I'd gotten back to the room after 3. But noooooooooo, Tara gets up at effing whatever early o'clock and starts snarfing down her chocolate (okay, I'm rather sore about that because I don't have any chocolate at the moment) and typing on her damn computer. Someday I will smash her cellphone with the annoying ring tone to tiny bits, and throw her computer down the stairwell for her to use it down in the TV room like I have to.

I was also planning on cleaning up the room a little today, but I don't want to do that with Tara in the room. Sure she's working on a paper, but she's going to be so distracted (like she always is). So that's why I'm freezing my ass down here in the TV room while she's up in the warm room. I don't want to distract her. Even though I have nothing to do down here right now except listen to music and dream about taking a nap on the foof chair.

Gack! My arm, it's all goose-bumpy! And my arm hairs are standing on end! Verdammt, I shoulda brought a hoody down with me.

Today is also the "fucked up dining schedule" day. Le w00t. Wish me luck trying to find someplace open to get food at.

Edit 5:02 pm

Tara was gone when I got back up to the room. So I've vaccumed the room, taken out the garbage, fluffed the foof chair, organized my crate/book shelf, cleaned the bathroom sink and mirrors, and am now listening to some swank jazz music that someone is listening to either in Garneau or across the trees in Ackley/Schilling. Awesomecross, j0. Jazz is so soothing. I love it.

This chick that I ate lunch/dinner with yesterday, who is also in my math lecture hall, has added me to her Facebook friends list. I love the chick. We're gonna move to Canada and get married ;p

Well, the room is clean, but there's nobody here to enjoy it ;_;

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