non-drowsy sudafed, MY ASS.

ugh. i feel like crap. had a sore throat and runny nose all day yesterday. sore throat's still here and so is runny nose but sore throat isn't as bad. however, runny nose is still really runny. and now i'm going deaf. like, seriously. it's slowly getting quieter and quieter around me. what a great time to get sick. gotta study for a midterm on friday. that's right, folks, i've got a midterm on the LAST day of the LAST week. how sick is that? plus i've got an mae project due that same day too. i don't even know what i'm doing. oh well, whatever.

i have been having REALLY weird dreams. i mean, dreams usually are weird just as like a general rule, but these last few ones have been real doozies. i think my body's trying to tell me something. huh. oh well.

can't believe it's june already. geez.

jaycsee: i too am a victim of the just in case shoe disease.

you see? you see?! i am NOT crazy. just to put this situation in its proper perspective, celine dion owns over 400 pairs of shoes. and that was like, at last count several years ago; i'm sure it's much more than 400 now. so doesn't that make my piddly 20 pairs of shoes look like..piddly? yeah, thought so.

so, status of italian writing assignments: must do two. have only done a little over half of one. crap. must also wake up early tomorrow to rehearse for italian presentation with partners but we still do not know who is playing who. at least we have a script though. this time we're doing an infomercial for a mail-order bride service inspired by the livelinks commercial. "you can't talk in a bar, you can shout in a bar." and then there's our favorite, "my mother always said if you're a good cook, you'll find a good husband. i know how to cook." ooh...bad news for me.

notice how i blog more often when i should be doing something else. this happened last quarter too when i had to study for my stat final. hmm...what a strange coincidence.

i just tried to use an html tag in my paper. i only use html in my blog, and even then, not very often, so i don't know where that came from. how sad is that?

SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUUUUUUT UUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ugh. i have an urge to start chucking my shoes at people. so SHUT UP.

status on social pysch paper: done with notes/outline. just need to actually write the paper. have only a little over half a page. need three pages. not too worried. more focused on hurling shoes at people. speaking of shoes, i am going to have one hell of a time trying to get all my things home again. i swear, i have like a little over twenty pairs of shoes here. i haven't even worn some of them. i don't know what's wrong with me. it's a sickness. it's called the just-in-case sickness. i need these shoes just. in. case. you just need shoes for every outfit, you know? don't even try to understand if you're a guy. you won't.

anyway, this has absolutely nothing to do with my social psych paper which is entitled "do blondes really have more fun?" hahahaha...i don't know why i laughed, it's not even that funny.

what lovely weather. keep it up, mother nature.

i need to write my paper for social psych now. i'm highly unmotivated even though it's only supposed to be like three pages long. i got such a bad grade on the last paper that i don't really feel like working on this one. and i have two italian papers due friday plus an italian presentation. ugh. the worst part about all of this is that i know all of this is my fault. so i really have no right to complain. oh well. not gonna stop now.

why can't california have hurricanes? or like, snow-ins? so we don't have to go to class. i think the california equivalent should be like REALLY super-hot days where the sun is just so scorching that we can't leave our rooms. yeah, that'd be nice. stay inside and eat ice cream. hmm... you know what's funny? when people have exams or papers due the next day, they spend more of their time and energy trying to think of ways to get out of it than actually studying. yeah, that's me. but hey, my television is off. for the time being anyway. we'll see how long this lasts.

this is just sad and pathetic...but i'll share it anyway. thanks to little miss deb for this.



see, here's the sad part: IT'S ALL TRUE. i know life isn't like the movies or tv at all, but i can't help it, they've got me brainwashed, I'M SORRY. ah well...

i would just like to take a moment to thank the inventor(s) of the water bra. thanks to him/her/them, i actually appear to have boobs. and when i wear a low-cut tank top...ohmygod, is that cleavage?? why, yes it looks like it just might be! only a tiny bit though. still much more than i've ever had before. quite simply, it's a miracle.

so my weekend has been sort of sucky and uneventful. i am going to go into major holy-shit-i'm-screwed panic mode very soon. just...not now. which is very unfortunate because i am going to have a shitload of work to do later on when there is like no time left and i have a quarter's worth of work to do. ugh. as my favorite little boy genius once said, "why must tv be so great when i have to do homework?!?" that would be dexter, of course.

hey, anyone up for going to hawaii once school's out? c'mon! let's goooo!