New Year's Evil

Doesnt this look like the stupidest movie ever? Although, admittedly, I have not seen this movie. I imagine, since it was made in 1981, its not going to be the BEST movie...but hey, these people have made more movies than I have, so I cant really make fun....the tag line made me laugh....This New Year's you're invited to a Killer party....LOL!!!

I still dont have New Year's plans. NYE is tomorrow. I have loads of options but I cant figure out what to do with myself to be prefectly honest. I'd love to go somewhere in my jammies, and watch movies and eat junk food all night, but no one seems to be offering that. And I dont want to spend the night by myself....SO I really dont know what i'm going to do. Miss Ash's sister suggested going to her place tomorrow, but when I spoke to her today, and I asked her what was going on tomorrow, she said "I dont know, you wanna come over???" I laughed, and told her to call me later on today when she concreted some plans.

I'd like to get next semester started to tell you the truth. I'd like to just skip the next 10 days, and be back in school. I'm done holidaying...i want to get back to life. I'm done with my family, i've had enough of them to last a LONG time...and I dont plan on coming back until reading week, which is another 2 months from now....i've had more to drink in the past 8 days than i've had in the past 4 months. Ugh...i'm done with drinking for a while too....I think i'm ready to go back to school and get back to my regular life...As much as it sucks there, Windsor sounds great right about now.....

So I met a new guy two weeks ago. He lives in Windsor, and I was talking to him today....and he's already talking about how he wants to marry me, and have children. It's very flattering that he could see himself spending the rest of his life with me, but come ON!!! We arent even seeing eachother. We met, got along, and exchanged numbers...saw eachother once more, and then I came home for the holidays...so we've relied on MSN to communicate. Except when I called him today, he started talking about marriage, and "oh when we're together blah blah blah"..."Oh you're going to love my friends, they cant wait to meet you"...."my mom wants us to come for dinner when you get back"

Where do I FIND these people??? And not only is he super clingy and insane...he's racist. THAT I just found out today....and it pissed me off enough that I let him go and have zero intentions of ever speaking to him again. If you cant blame me. He hates gay people, and thinks that interracial dating is wrong. WHATEVER!!! Stupid asshole. So that's the end of that.

I've still got "the millionaire" kicking around, and he's called me almost everyday since i've been gone, and misses me....so we'll see what happens when I get back....

Ugh...men. When is this going to get easier?

So much for originality...

Yrautca keeps stealing my blog titles.

Boozemas 2005

I'm home for the holidays. MY exams rocked, and I totally kicked ass this semester. I am almost CERTAIN I got straight A's....Even the one grade that was really shitty, I worked super hard in the class, aced the final, and got a B+ on an assignment. So, i'm thinking that ive done realatively well this semester.

I came home two and a half ago, and when I tell you that my family is driving me crazy already....believe me.

Me and my grandparents took my neices to see these lights in Niagara falls, they're rediculously stupid, but if you're 3 and 4 years old, they're pretty exciting. Then we went out to eat, where my grandfather proceeds to pour maple syrup on my neices french fries...and no, he's not losing it. Although somtimes I wonder....But the junk food is likely the reason that my 4 year old neice needed a root canal. Ugh. Too much junk. So I put my foot down, and said no dessert.

I drank ALL day yesterday. I was so hammered by 10pm, I went to bed. I couldnt drive anywhere...I drank for 12 hours, and baked christmas cookies. Today, when I woke up at 9am, to ice them a million and 4 people came over, and I started drinking again at 10:30am. LOL!!!!

I havent drank since my birthday really, so I figure i have a lot of making up to do still.

Happy holidays to all of you out there who might stumble across this blog...and to my loving regulars....you know I adore you.

Sliced to ribbons and a Shot to boot!

I wrote my exam yesterday, and think I did really well on it.

On to todays exam. I spent the entire day yesterday after my exam, studying for the exam that I have today. I went to bed at 2, and my alarm went off at 8, but I couldnt get out of bed until 10. I was SO exhausted....all this studying and not eating is finally catching up with me.

I jump in the shower to wake myself up, and it works. I get ready, and as i'm hanging my towel up to dry, my arm catches the corner of the thermostat in the bathroom *yes there's a thermostat in the bathroom*, and the disgusting dirty corner of this thing rips so many layers of my skin off, that the skin that was on my arm, is now in a bunch on the corner of the thermostat. My body's reaction time to real injury takes about 30 seconds to kick in to realize that it's supposed to be bleeding somewhere. That's when the blood starts gushing out of my arm.

I HATE my own blood, and immediately am aware that I have NO bandaids, and nothing to clean this thing with. So I call health services, and tell them what happened, and ask them if I can come over there to just get some antiseptic something or other and a bandaid.

I get over there, and the nurse looks at it, and wipes the blood away, and laughs and says, Ohh...Ya. You got yourself good. And becuase the cut is so deep, decides to have the doctor come look at it. They decide on one of those bandaids that sinch the area together, and becuase I couldnt tell them when my last tetnus shot was, one of those too....just for good measure.

So that's been my day so far. I have an exam, I bumped into my prof on my way out of the student center, and she was asking me if i'm ready for her exam today....then asked why I was looking so pale. I explained the story, and she offered to march me back up to health services and get a note to get out of her exam...as i'm feeling a little "woozy", and my stomach is not feeling great. I assured her it was totally psychosomatic, but if I pass out during her exam...she'd know why.

Wish me luck guys....after todays exam, I still have one to go!

3:23 PM. Exam set to start in 7 mintes, except that your Lovely Princess is not there. What happened you ask? Well. As I continue to feel more worse than I ever could have possibly imagined, and feelings of unsettled stomach still persisting, I go to the library to read over my notes. Except when I get there, I sit down, I start gagging, and barely made it to the bathroom, where I proceeded to puke, what felt like my entire digestinal tract, out. Migraine has taken over, and I had tears streaming down my face, I went back to the doctor's office, and got a note....a perscription for Advil 600, and a pack of graval.

Rewrite's in January....Ugh.

69 Dude!!!

Excuse the Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure joke, but this is post #69...and I thought it ought to be commemorated. So for all of you out there who need to fantasize *hm hmmm LINNY*, there you go. I digress

I have SO many exams still to go. 3 to be precise. Monday Tuesday and Wednesday. I have so much work to do...I feel as though i've been neglecting you all *I think every post says that these days* but hopefully, once things settle, i'll be a little more attentive to you all.

In keeping with the theme of the title, a joke. "Just a little binger to brighten up your day". If ANYONE can tell me what movie that quote is from, i'll be VERY impressed...and the prestige will be all yours.

POSSIBLY THE VERY BEST CHICKEN JOKE EVER

A chicken and an egg are lying in bed. The chicken is leaning against the headboard smoking a cigarette, with a satisfied smile on it's face. The egg, looking a bit pissed off, grabs the sheet, rolls over, and says, Well, I guess we finally answered THAT question!"

LOL!!! Time to get back to work.

UPDATE: YRAUTCA has guess the movie quote. Isnt he brilliant??? Find him HERE

Big Money No Whammy!

In keeping with my favorite 80's things....This was by far my favorite 80's game show! And of course when they started airing it on the Game Show Network a few years ago, I watched. It was just as exciting the second time around! Ok...so i'm a nerd. But I dont care. I LOVED this show!!! Apparently there was some guy who memorized the light patterns of the board, went on and won over 100.000 dollars. But I never looked into it.

So i'm in Compton today, procrastinating. I dont bring my laptop to campus so I can avoid using the internet, and checking my email, or writing new blog posts, so I stop at the computer center on my way to study so it's all out of my system, and I can get down to work.

I'm sitting here, and there may be a total of 12 people in total down here, and there's about 200 computers. So this guy sitting very close to me gets up to go somewhere and he says "can you make sure no one uses my computer?" I say "Uhhh....okay", as my eyes scan the empty room He makes note of the fact that there are hundreds of other computers available, but he just wants to make sure. Then he says "Sooo. Studying hard?" *at which point i'm thinking Uhhhhhh. Shut up shut up shut up.* I avoid saying that, and say "Yup" instead

He asks me when my next exam is, I say Monday. Then he starts up this huge conversation with me....To which i'm doing my very best to make it as short and seem as uninterested as possible.

He finally gets to the end of his barrage of questioning, and says "Well. It sounds like you're going to need someone to take you out after all those exams." While he's smiling and looking hopeful. I say "No. I'm taking off for three weeks, and i'll be going out enough with my friends when I go home"

He leaves. And then comes back. And after about 5 minutes he stands up to leave and he says "I think you're very attractive. Merry Christmas and Jesus loves you". I didnt know what to say to that, and the blank look on my face must have been priceless.

I'm all for supporting you in whatever you believe, but I really get pissy when people come around me spouting religious propoganda....REGARDLESS of what they say. What if I was Jewish and didnt celebrate christmas? What if I was Muslim? Athiest? Scientologist? *That one's my favorite!!! OHH I love sceintology....but that's another post*

And then he proceeded to pace back and forth behind me for a few minutes, and it made me nervous....but I was talking to PX when it happened, and we got a good laugh out of it. He says "The god squad freaks him out".

Big Money No Whammy Indeed. Ugh.

No Shirt, No Shoes, No Dice.

I dont care what anyone has to say about 80's movies, I love Fast Times at Ridgemont High. And it's probably my most favorite 80's movie of all time.

This is one of those movies, I can watch everyday...and instead of studying last night, I watched this movie instead while I was writing out notes and stuff. This is really one of those movies that I could totally watch everyday, and never get bored of it. I used to know this guy, and no matter when you called him, he was watching Goonies...and he'd let you go. I never knew how someone could watch a movie everyday like that....until I saw this one....not to mention that it has one of the best soundtracks i've ever heard.



What's your favorite 80's movie?

And today in Detroit news....

...A man, 59 years old, had a heart attack from shoveling snow, and he DIED!!!...from shoveling snow and straining.....And, the worst thing? He wasnt the only person to be admitted to hospitals today from snow shoveling related injury. Although I dont think the other person died.

I wish I had the article to post, but it wont be in papers until tomorrow....but it was all over the 5PM news today.

Is this a reason for people to be MORE lazy.."I'm sorry hunnie, we'll have to pay someone to shovel our snow this year, I could have a heart attack."

Apparently, the broadcast said that if you get sweaty, and lose your breath while shoveling, it's time to stop, or take a long break. Isnt that what happens when you go outside to shovel snow??? It's like a workout. Not to mention the difference in termerature, and it's harder to breathe in the cold.

....I could post a million inuendos about things that leave you sweaty and breathless...but i'll leave it alone.

Straight outta Compton.

Actually, on campus, I call the computer center Compton....always have. Computer Center was affectionaltely referred to as "computer town" when I got my undergrad, and shortened "Compton"...I digress.

Of course, I'm scrambling to get my assignments done, and sitting in Compton....someone smells SO foul sitting somewhere around me, that it's making my nose hurt, and my eyes water. I dont know who it is, as there are 9 people sitting in my direct vacinity, but let me tell you....it HURTS me. And NO, it isnt me...I checked.

WHY dont people feel that hygiene is a necessity??

UPDATE UPDATE: I am sitting in the computer center again, and the man sitting across from me just picked his nose and ate it....and as I stared with jaw on the floor, he noticed me watching and pulled his snot finger out of his mouth. GROSS

Dont feel much like blogging.....

Its exam time. And it feels like yesterday that I posted about midterms....Ugh. This semester went too fast.

I dont really have all that much to say. I'm working hard studying, and trying to get caught up on all the things I neglected to do during the weeks between midterms and today. But i'm making a lot of progress, and will hopefully have all my readings done by this friday. First exam saturday....YIKES. First exam saturday!!! Oh my god, this semester is over already!!!

I'm feeling a little blah lately. I got into a severe screaming match RE: my last post. Needless to say, someone wasnt very happy that I posted secrets on my blog....And of course, felt the need to remind me that "Yes, it's my blog, and I have the right to post whatever I want, BUT I have to sit in the consequences of my actions."

Isnt that odd? Sit in the consequences of telling the truth. Well....one of those guys is PISSED. And The only question I have is, Since when am I not allowed to discuss my own life and feelings? Well. Said person got Rediculously angry, and screamed at me for 45 minutes about it last night. OF course, leaving me feeling horribly guilty, and like the worst person alive.

So....I have one thing to say to Said person, because I know you'll be back. I DONT CARE what you think. This is MY blog, I can post WHATEVER I want on it. If you dont like it, DONT READ IT. If it pisses you off, THEN MAYBE YOU SHOULD STOP LYING!!!!! And then, you'd have nothing to feel bad about.....because you'd know how to treat someone in an honest and respectful way.

If this makes you MORE angry....then so be it. I dont fucking care anymore. OHH good lord....here I come New Years Resolution....Look out, because "Fuck it" is going to be my Mantra for 2006!!!

Are All Men Liars????

I've recently become single of all guys in my life for the first time in 10 years. *as you may already be well aware*, and as i've had a month *I cant believe it's already been a month* to look over my past 10 years of being involved, I've come to a general conclusion about the men in my life. Every single one of them have been horrendous liars.

I dont know if it's me, and I attract these guys, or what? I may be a mean mean bitch sometimes, but at least i'll have the guts to tell you the truth. Yes, even once, I thought I was separated from someone, and had sex with another....When I found out that we were indeed still together, I told him the truth, I didnt want to hide that from him. But he accepted it, and we moved on.

In ONE relationship, this guy lied so many times, that I started to think that I was crazy. Examples you say??? I thought you'd never ask.

This one guy, who shall remain nameless, but still reads this blog, will recognize his lies, so when the story STARTS to sound like something you did to me, stop reading now, it's only going to get worse....I digress.

This one guy, tells me one night that his father has been in a horrendous car accident, and has been rushed to emerg, and admitted. I know that he doesnt get along especially well with his father, as he has wished for his death many times, so this sudden surge of heart felt emotion was suspicious, but i didnt question it. 2 days later, I called, and his father happened to be at this guys house, and my b-friend wasnt home. So I started a conversation with his father, and said "I heard you were in a car accident and injured. How are you feeling? Are you okay???"

His Fathers response..."I was in a car accident???" I said "Uhh...that's what "boyfriend" told me, and he also said that you were in the hospital". Boyfriend's father says "LOL. No, thank you for your concern, but i'm clearly fine. And let me tell you that you are involved with someone who doesnt always know what it means to tell the truth."

Same guy...another time....says that he is deathly ill, and that his mother is picking him up to take him to her place to get him some medication and driving him back home. I ask "Why wouldnt she just drop it off to you???" He proceeds to scream at me, and tell me that I'm screwing his words up. I let it go. 2 days later, he tells me not to call for the remainder of the week as his mother has just gotten home from Las Vegas, and since he hasnt seen her in a while, wants to spend some time with her. I say..."When did she get home?" He says "I dont know, but she just called me and told me that she was home". I say "If she just got home from Las Vegas, how did she pick you up the other night to get medication?". Again, he proceeds to scream at me, and tell me that I pay too close attention...tells me to shut up and not ask about it again. All the while, being flustered, and tripping over his own words.

This same guy ALSO gave me his email password to prove that he wasnt cheating on me, and told me to check it anytime if I ever had doubts. At which I proceeded to find extremely intimate emails from him to another girl, and responses from this girl, all signed "Love...Your and their name". And of course, i've caught him in SO many lies....that ive actually lost count. I could sit here and tell you hours of lies that he's told me. But I wont, he's probably really pissed that I said this much....Bue he SWORE he wasnt cheating on me....LOL!

Another example you ask??? Okay. One more....New Guy.

This guy was cheating on me SO bad...but I had no clue. I always picked him up, and we'd go out, we only dated for a short time, so I wasnt that devastated. When we broke up, I called him that day and a girl answered his cell phone and said "Stop calling my boyfriend please". Finally after 2 calls of her hanging up on me, I got her to talk to me. At which point we both found out that we were BOTH his girlfriend for the same period of time. And She was staying with him, AND pregnant with his child. And not only was there us two, but he was ALSO cheating on me and this other girl with yet ANOTHER girl.

Then there was the guy who I caught IN BED with his ex-girlfriend..etcetera...etcetera...etcetra.

I like to give my boyfriends a lot of freedom. Go out with your friends, I dont care. I wont ask who you were out with, or what you did, because what you do in your spare time is your business. HOWEVER.....either tell me the truth about things that you DO tell me, or learn to lie better....because no matter how many times i've caught guys in a lie, it makes me think about all the times I didnt, and they got away with it.