Yet another crazy week. not alot accomplished haha.

actually thats a boldfaced lie.

shall i elaborate? i think so.

Okay so the beginning of the week was easy peasy, monday and and tuesday were spent doing homework and munching at the cafe. Wed i attended 8am workouts round two, then did the class thing in GIA and Psych...only to find out my psych lecture was canceled due to prof L contracting a strain of H1N1...and for all of you who dont know what that is..he got hit with the swine stick. poor fellow. not. haha i got out of class. YAYY. to celebrate i went and got a pumpkin spice latte just for kicks. never had it. i wanted to try something new...and let me tell you...totally worth the 5 dollars they overcharge for it. DELISH :) Wed night i had practice, which kicked ass..especially since it was during the phillies game...hahha. so yea..despite that fact, i had a great time. a new memba to our team is the gargantuan muscley fellow named H..aka beautiful chocolate man haha. hes my back now for baskets, and let me tell you...holly SHIT. i flyyyyyyyy. SO FUN!

Following our short practice i raced home to catch the last few innings of the EPIC game <3>

Waking up thursday wasnt too fun hahaha but it was well worth it. at 1 i had an appt with my advisor to discuss my spring registration. HOOTIHOO! cant believe we're half way through the 1st semester. so odd. but yea, that when well, very informative! at 3 i had english with Robert K...aka prick of the century. hes just an ass. i dislike him to the highest degree. after racing out of anderson at 4.42 i met D and Brain S aka my Dad! yay to go to the courthouse in center city hahahha thank you Liquor Control Board of Philadelphia. i love hearings. so we did that. i plead not guilty bc i shouldnt even be in trouble in the first place. and after to treat ourselves for the traumatising experience we had..haha not...D and i went to the cafe for delicious chicken salads and butterfinger ice cream. great time :)..oh and the kid next to me made fun of me.

So we're sitting at dinner eating out salads and im getting really heated about how much loath Robert K...and the freaking kid next to me has the nerve to be all, "ughh im just SO pissed" ... like really, is that necessary? obviously my life is just SO interesting that you felt the need to comment on it. i wasnt being all that loud, it was simply the fact that the shitbricks decided to sit directly next to us. have a problem? go find a different seat you large and in charge man. seriously...he was bigg. not that thats a problem but im just deffensive because he mocked me. if he knew Robert K he would UNDERSTAND. yuck.

OH and on WED, haha..i forgot to bitch about this...so Wed, sitting in Gender In America after my 8am workout. im tired, im sleepy, i do not want to be in class. i walk in. so BID stole my normal seat. this is not okay, its social regulation that you should sit in the same seat you sat in all semester. helloooo. theres 26 people in the class. we all know where we sit. not that hard. it was my territory, and i thought, just as everyone but this girl knew, that i had figuratively pissed on said territory. NOPE. she went there. reluctantly i took the seat closest to the isle. GEW. next to her. little did i know she falls asleep..elbow under chin, head towards me. MOUTH OPEN. two words dude...TIC TAC. UGHHHH. it was THE most rank experience of my life. ive never had to sit silently going through that much pain. it was as if that crazy lady from private practive stuck me with that epidoral and Violet was forced to watch the crazy literally cut her unborn child out of her while she was paralzyed from the neck down.

THATS HOW BAD. so stanky. so that ruined my morning. really people. we're in college. take care or yourself. at LEAST brush your teeth. its silent but deadly i tell you. you may not know it, but not brushing your teeth and serenading your neighbor in class with your laziness just might lose you some friends. that or stealing peoples seats. yee be warned.

So that was thursday. AND TODAYS FRIDAY! YAYYYY i've been waiting for friday for like 3 weeks. TODAY I GO HOME! and today L comes HOME! AKA MY BESTEST PAL FOREVER <3>

Alright i gotta go slap on some makeup. off to my psych recitation class! whoo hahaha then TRAIN HOME <3>

Love my life. tchao for now!

My apologies for the radio silence friends. i cant even begin to get into all the crap i went through in these past 7 days...actually i can, and i will hahah.
HERE it GOES :

As most college students know, these past weeks have been all crazed with homecoming celebrations and midterm b.s. i cant say that i haven't fallen victim to both of these encompassing staples in college life, afterall they are equally important ...bahah. for the first time in 3 weeks i hit the town full force. Saturday night was possibly one of the best nights ive had in awhile...obviously. ...but we shall get into those deets a little later.

First..let me recap on the end of last week. following Moes anniversary i continued on with life, and my wretched Gender in America term paper(s)....all the while doin the cheerleading thing. Since last week was Homcoming (TU vs Army - 27 to 13 hootihooo!) i had all sorts of appearances and promotional stuff to do.

Wed i wore my uniform all day...no exaggeration. kicking off the day at 8am i began my weekly team workouts at Mcgonigal, where Alex our trainer from Hades whipped out bedonks into shape...god knows i need it. after the hour from hell, doing RDLs, lunges, and a million circuits, i continued on to, as you know by now,my fav class, Gender in America. though i hate Kendal R, she gave me an A on my paper that i handed in 2 weeks before. go me! so that was good, after that i went to my psych lecture. which was good i guess...i got a new professor for the next 2 weeks...we will be studying cognitive development and personality distinction...whooo. yuck. so ya blah blah..learning. that wrapped up at around 11 so i went home, got changed and headed back out at 12. when i left the room D made fun of me. i wish i took a picture..i was a walking mishmash of about 3 different cliches haha. with my itsy bitsy uniform on i geared up for the cold, pairing it with spandex underneath my skirt, my tweed 60s style swing coat, my huge audrey inspired shades, my gargantuan mini mouse white bow, and my trusty sneaks...i looked hot hahahahah. looking good as sh*t, i walked my way to an appearance at the Bell Tower to basically do nothing. I got a free tshirt. its awesome hahahha i love free crap. it says TU runs Philly. i love life....after coppin my free Tee i shimmied and did some band dances to support Homecoming court. from there at approx 12.35 i continued on my way over to the Sac. there i ordered my usual cinnamon sugar bagel toasted with shmear. Bangin. you should try. with bagel and coffee in hand i strutted my uniformed-addias slide self over to checkout and joined some of my teammates at one of the obnoxious round tables where we spent a good two hours laughing and talking about pointless crap hahahah <3>

Wed was also one of the coldest days ever...hold on. lies. not the coldest..but it was freezing, because all of you who live in philly know that last week was the week of the tundra/monsoon. freaking arctic i swear. im still shocked i didnt contract pneumonia. so yea, from the sac i flounced on over to tuttleman for my cyberspace class where i spent the 50 minutes making oragami arrows out of sheets of paper and doodling on the back of my planner. it wont happen again i promise this...i even disappointed myself on that one.

So that was Wed. Thursday wasnt much better, but nothing really to report either. I made some corrections to my paper for english, sat through those 2 hours of hell and then went home, gorged on some pasta and headed to the bruce springstein concert to beg for money to go to Daytona in April. BRUUUUCEEEEE <3>

Thursday nights escapades were followed by a good dose of friday morning classes and lectures. whoooo :( yucky. and to make things better we were asked to cheer at the volleyball game...at 7:30 ...on a friday night. like really. but i guess its my job afterall. sometimes we wish we had a little more credibility...we need nights off too ya know...to blow off some steam from all the hard hitting chick on chick volleyball action some of the other freshies and i journeyed over to the sac for free food fun fridays Hootihooo! seriously its great. from 10-1am on fridays they basically supply all the drunk kids on campus with free meals hahaha. after scarfing down some chicken nugs we went to go see transformers II at the reel...friday night was not a night for drinking...for saturday was gameday afterall.

Come rain or tundra we cheer!

Saturday morning i awoke to the monsoon that was Oct 16th. i quickly got game ready, doing my best to look semi decent in rain gear. so not attractive. we cheered for a good 5 hours on saturday, in freezing rain, wind and a smidge of sun. good news is we WONNN! bowl game here we come. currently TU football doesnt suck all that much. our record is 4-2 and 3-0 in the MAC conference! yayyy :) ...so in typical tu cheer fashion i decided to reward myself. i went outtt! dressed in my fav black lycra long sleeve, grey chunky knit sweater, coach belt, skinny ciggarette pants and black wedges i made my way to 17th and berks to get my drank on. whoooo. and how very successful it was. but this time i made sure to be responsible of course. afterall i cant be getting in trouble annnyyy more. learned that lesson! from there i made a pit stop at the baseball house to say hi to some friends and then i met my BEST pals tom and dil from highschool. it was seriously so fun <3>

Sunday i spent the entire day in bed. alone. all my roomies left the cave for the weekend, D journeying up to NYC with her romanian love slave, and K and M headin back home. i was such a lard ass. i got nothing accomplished..but it was exactly what i needed after a whirlwind of a week.

And todayyyyy, finally, haha i repeated it all again. this morning i reluctantly rolled out of bed at approx 7.15 to be up and ready for 8am workouts..followed by the routine hour of GIA. we talked about familys with children and how over the years the ideal family has transcended. again. redundant bs. after class i was so tired i came home and accidently napped until my 2 o'clock class. it was like sleeping on a clouddd. and yet i was still tired haha. cyberspace sucked as usual, so after i treated myself to an early dinner with D...an everything bagel and a loaded chicken salad from the sac. it was scrumptious. around 4.45 i met the cheerleaders to head southbound back to the sports and performance arenas. tonight we had a double header event between the phils and BRUUUCCE <3>

And to make this week seem better already, D and i both have off tomorrow :) no class HOOTIHOOO. love life. this weeks lookin up, i can feel itttt

i miss you

I seriously cant believe that its reached the 2 year mark. it seems like just yesterday that you were taken from us. such a soul full of love and smiles, its a shame to say i never knew you better, but for those moments we had together, i am thankfull. as time goes by we will never forget, whether they paint over your name or not, we want you to know you were loved and forever missed.

you made a difference Moe.

in all of us.

only the good die young <3>

I'm beginning to think that i've been by myself so long that i dont know how to be anything else.

just wrote my english paper. its the product of four hours spent at my desk restating virtually three paragraphs of information over a span of 5 pages. longevity requirements are so pointless.

i really have nothing else to report, other than my new personal pact to bust my ass more, because i need to. and to go to the bookstore and harass the people to let me exchange my psych book for the right one. the damn assistant gave me the wrong one. kill me. totally NOT my fault.

off to bang out at least one GIA midterm prompt. then bed. then another prompt in the morning. then english class. then practice. gahhhhh. im spinning in a circle of institutional insanity.

help. i beg you.

Another weekend spent not drunk...i seriously feel like a guest at a mormon wedding...all the time ... every day since that horrible night. fml. its inexplicable having to face my current predicament. as i watch friends go galavanting around town having the time of their lives i sit back aimlessly effing around online, going home on the weekends and procrastinating my homework, im so pathetic haha. i seriously don't know what i did to deserve this. gotta take it one day at a time it seems.

Aside from my new drink free status i've been enjoying all my classes picking up..not. Since the last time i've posted, i've taken a ridiculously hard psych test, been assigned a paper for english. due tuesday. anddd a midterm paper(s) assignment for the infamous Gender in America. due friday. love it.... seriously, i don't have a problem with with the first two, but this whole GIA really irks me. she tells us last week that we'd have a take home midterm, which to any normal person seems like a home run assignment. easy peasy lemon squeezy. but of course not. this is college after all. the concept, yes, is in fact a take home assignment. but she decided to clue us in on friday that this midterm consisted of 4 analytical questions requiring nothing less than a 3 page answer per question. again, due friday. So on top of composing my paper for english, requiring the original due tuesday and and rewrites thursday, i now have to bust my ass to get the questions answered...and this just happens to be the week of our homecoming game..requiring appearances for us cheerleaders to promote the game. i love my life.

Lets hope i survive this week of hell. For both the sake of my blog and my mental sanity.

wish me luck.

In sitting through another 3 o'clock snore-fest of an English class, i came into the realization that i write more on this thing than my papers and essays....if only all writing assignments were about pointless shit pertaining to my life...itd be so much easier. if only the intellectual Whoohaas of the university actually cared about our lives and writing styles. so sad..but so true.

Anywho. no time to chat really. the rest of the day was spent munching on a yummy chicken garlic ranch wrap, chatting with my mom for 2 hours just for kicks, attending nazi bootcamp aka cheer practice with Coach M(...we seriously we'rent allowed to talk haha), followed by walking home to the cave, watching greys and private practice all the while writing a pointless current even about RFIDs and GRPS now being inserted into human beings, grotesque i know. since completing the insignificant write up about thatttt, ive been makin moves. so far ive completed my 3 credits of psychology research due in recitation tomorrow before our exam...eeep, i've studied mostly all the necessary modules and material regarding the exam, printed out outlines, cleaned the bathroom, did my nast dishes from like last thursday GEW! selected an ensemble for tomorrow, set my 3 alarms for 7.45, 8.00, and 8.35 depending on my mood, and put away all the clothes i stew all over my poor room. now the cave sparkles practically. go me. okay off to catch the latest epi of Modern Fam, seriously so great...you should watch it. "im with lingo ya know ... WTF why the face" i die.

Bon Soir les enfants!

We have Lift Off!!!

It's offical. i am a trendsetter. i never thought it possible, but as my blog has commenced to pick up, i came into the notification that i, D.Tales have inspired all three of my suite-mates to blog. GO ME! not to take credit or anything... but really hahahha good luck to you dolls, i wish you the best <3>

This morning was exquisite. i spent the early hours of hump day kicked back in bed with my pink mac...WHICH I LOVE..and a nice big cup a' joe :)

Juju in hand i decided to catch up on some of my Psych Professor Wiener's lectures. (...not her real name, but its so close to her actual one that i must call her this..it makes me laugh everytime haha im so immature.) but seriously ... Class capture is possibly THE most genius invention ever. all i have to do is navigate to the site on BB and click which i lecture i want to listen to. one simple click of the mouse and BAM its as if im sitting in AL17 with PW herself discussing early child brain development and patterns of attachment. MLIAwesome.

(thats the new acronym i decided to start using. mlia just doesn't do it for me, not just because my life is anything but average, but i want to attempt be original with my lingo. so hah. smd.. figuratively that is.)

So after i wrapped up jammin' out to Prof Wiener's captivating presentation about supplemental developments and affects regarding tetrogens i moved onto music discovery. anyone who knows me is aware of my obsession with a good ole healthy dose of undiscovered tunes, so today i went on a mission to find just that. OneRepublic, most commonly known for their hit song Apologize is soon to debut their sophomore album "Waking Up." Its seems like its been a bit since they came out with some new stuff, so i was pleased when i googled them and found some amazing new work. expect to fall in love with every single track, their myspace has 3-4 posted on their mediaplayer so feel free to check them out. my fav is deff secrets so far, but the buzz seems to be all about their recently released single - All the Right Moves. the album is a slam dunk for sure <3

So i just logged onto facebook with a new group invitation on my homepage. its called

"Blessing of the Animals"

Bahahhaha im such a sinner. okay so firsttt - above is the picture the creator made as its picture. hahaha This sweet little group is an invitation to a church gathering back home where all owners bring their animals together to the congregation and celebrate the blessing of animals. is this not the most absurd shit you've ever heard? hahahahha its as if theyve forgotten that they eat the precious animals that god has blessed our earth with. what about the moo cows, and chicken little. apparently household and recreational pets are the only ones invited..i stalked the pics they posted and it was a bunch of cats dogs, fish, and horses. in the words of horse-pill-popping Rachel Zoe. I DIE. politcally correct? no. but i thought it was appropriate hahha Though i make fun of this, animals are a blessing, and i do love my dog, the picture reminds me of my anti-social loveable disjointed yorkie back home. Miss you teddy!! haha loveee ittt <3

rumble bumble grumble

Today was a fairly uneventful day, unfortunately. i didn't have class until 3 so i got to enjoy a nice dose of shut eye before waking up to a welcoming poop load of homework...yuck. I spent the morning reading countless excerpts from possibly the most redundant Society Reader full of pompous P.H.Ds who think they're genius for spouting off their opinions about Gender. There's that word again...Gender...i seriously cant seem to escape it. Not only does my Gender in Society class revolve around this useless sociological topic, but so does my english academic discourse class. FML.

So there i sat, 2 solid hours spent in bed chained to the obligation to get good grades. At approx 2.34 my cute little baby Canoni70 printer decided to hijack my paper and eff up everything..so that took another 15 minutes to fix. mlia. by the time i got my summaries and compare contrast essay printed, it was around 2.40. Again, i found myself at odds with my clock, racing to slap on some makeup and look semi decent before facing my classmates. in the end i ended up playin' it safe and classic in my moms vintage gap denims, cuffed at the mid calf with my black studded kid version of steven madden gladiators, a burgundy long sleeve cling top, belted at the waist, and my new black cardigan with gold embellishments to pull it all together. wasn't my best ensemble but it was better than the paint-stained Wawa sweat pants, oversized XL eagles t-shirt, no-makeup, hair-in-a-bun look i had goin' on 15 minutes prior haha.

Unfortunately mondays luck didn't strike twice, i walked into Gladfelter just as the clock stuck 3 on the dot. the ancient elevator crawled to the 6th floor and i arrived just after 5 past. that dreaded look i got from my professor and classmates made me feel like shit, as expected...and so for the next 2 hours i spent my time shifting in my impossible crappy desk taking notes and every so often joining in the conversation about heteronormativity and dis-industrialization in our society...told you the material was pompous. As i sat there listening to Robert K, my professor (see my drawing below...i drew this on sept 15, durning another one of his boring discussions hahah he looks like a sexual predator) drag on about masculinities and beer ads, my stomach decided to voice its opinion and rumble, jumble and grumble. seriously it sounded like my insides were DYING. the acoustics in my classroom are astronomical...it was as if my stomach was hooked up to an AMP. embarrassed i hugged myself and stated to no one in particular that i was starving. Robert K decided to make things worse and call me out, asking me if i was alright ... this unleashed the classes under-the-breath giggles. bitches. i cant help that the only thing i had before was a choco-chip chewy bar. im a college studentttt. GOD.

After class i geared up to face the new crisp autumn air, only to get harassed by "Save the Sea Turtles" recruiters. Some over-charming greasy blond approached me no more than 10 yards from Gladfelter. he summoned me by "lets see if the pretty lady with the cool yellow shades wants to help out!" ... dbag. What student would Everr want to join one of these groups after spending two hours holed up in a 15 x 20 room with 14 other people talking about GENDER. no one thats who. don't get me wrong, the sea turtles do need saving...but at that moment i just couldn't be that person. don't hate me god. like the sinner i am i flashed him my pearly whites, told him i had a class, and continued on my path to the student center to grab some Burger King. im going to hell.

The Burger King was delectable. i got chicken tenders and fries. annndd pink lemonade <3

As i did work on my tenders, D and i grabbed our usual booth and chatted about our lives, our loves and certain people that piss us off haha it was a GREAT time. by the time we were done it was almost 6 and i wanted to commit cheer suicide. my ever impending practice started at 7, but everyone knows that 6.45 is considered late, so i raced home changed and went to meet my pal E around 6.25 to walk to McGonigal for practice.

I always seem to psych myself out before i have it, thinking that i dont want to go and rather stay home and watch all my fav TV shows online. im such a loser. But in the end i always end up having a blast. Tonight we did some tumbling and then spent the time throwing stunts and making up new sequences. it was a grand time haha. the only bad thing that happened was getting a chunk of my leg gouged out behind my knee...but surprisingly, it was painless hahah. i didnt even know it happened until i started bleeding. GEW! but yea..when thinking about it, Cheerleading for my university is possibly the best decision i made coming into my freshman year. not only do i meet crap loads of people, have a pre-determined group of friends/family, but i ALSO get something that every girl like me loves...CLOTHES. i love all my cheer clothes hahahhaha.

Practice ended around 9ish. i bust into The Cave all high on endorphins to find D watching I Love Lucy on her comp...shes basically the shit hahaha. for the past hour ive been catching up with here and watching the latest epi of Melrose Place, which was SO good. such a guilty pleasure hahah. Ashlee Simpson's character is absolutely bonkers. she not only sucks at acting, but she gets stuck with the manic depressive bipolar psychopath character haha. she totally murdered Sid. hahahah. i seriously have no life. but anyways, aside from all this useless information my main purpose of blogging this evening was to enlighten my readers with my latest discovery of odd flavored yogurt. You would think itd be nast, but surprisingly it was SO DELISH!!

Its called Yoplait light, thick and creamy - Cinnamon Roll. it sounds nausiating, but D got it onsale last weekend when she was home, so i volunteered to test taste it. little did i know that id be an orgasm in my mouth. yummmyyyy. below is a visual of this gift from above. i highly recommend it!

Okay, thats all i can really think of at the moment regarding todays happenings. ive unveiled entirely way to much hahah people probably think i have no life. im off to make popcorn, it is afterall my best friend <3>

Cock a doodle doo, My day started off like poo.

To my great displeasure i awoke this morning, a tad late..approximately 8.27-ish. i mustered out of bed for my ever impending favorite 9am class...the infamous Gender in America...people seriously probably think its the only class i take..because it seems like its the one im ALWAYS going to that anything remotely exciting about my life happens haha mlia. So yea, i woke up, unwillingly, and selected my ensemble of the day..(my favorite urban outfitter jeans, black lycra top, my microscopic size two ugg(ie)s, and my smashing new black and white tweed vintage-inspired swing coat). i looked good. After a weekend full of over-indulgence at the mall, i felt the need to actually try...little did i know that all of my mindless effort was...well ... pathetically insignificant.

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After primping for the all the faceless peers that i share the one stimulating hour of GIA with[¹], i jet out of The Cave[²] around, say, 8.50-ish. Bad decision on my part. For any normally proportioned student, the ten-minute-to-get-to-class gray period would be more than enough time to arrive to class on time with maybe even an ounce of leeway to enjoy the walk...but no. Between the fact that i live on the polar opposite side of campus from every single one of my classes, to the plain and simple fact that i'm 4'10"; walking to class isn't just a leisurely stroll, it's a job. So there i am, briskly walking (if you could even call it that....more like speed walking like the cheesy moms in 80s swishy pants and fanny packs do...workin their arms and swinging their hips as if it was going out of style) to class, jetting out of the Cave [see ²] way past my standard departure time. On any typical day that i have a 9am, i usually leave the nest 20 minutes before class...yea i know. damned be the God that gave me 3 foot stumps for legs.

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So i'm going at pace of just about sprinting, my swing coat flapping in my wake, hair blowing, arms pumping, boots scuffing against the brick walk way, making me almost trip...yet again. It's 9am on the dot when i walk into Anderson. I curse at myself for leaving so late. One thing that you should know, i absolutely HATE being late for important things, if it's a party, social gathering...a salon [³] if you will, then thats a completely different story...but class i consider important.

It's 9am, i'm pissed. I hate that feeling of failure as you stroll into class after it's already started and the entire room stares at you as if your some stigma to the entire institution of higher education. fml. Problem is, it's now 9.02 and i'm still on the ground floor. My class is room 306 ... aka i have to sprint up 3 flights of stairs, but only after having to dig out my I.d. to verify my enrollment to the school of course...can't have no psychopath 19 year old posing as a student with alternative plans to shoot up the building...just sayin.

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I sprint up the stairs, at this point i broke a sweat 10 minutes prior. i but through the 3rd level stairwell door and race to my class, making sure to slow my pace and walk in as if its nbd. Yea i know, so classy haha. i reach my classroom only to find it DESERTED. im puzzled. i even enter the room thinking that maybe by crossing the threshold Kendal R, my masters degree in training Professor, aka doesn't know what the hell she's doing, would magically appear. didn't work. i go in examine the 40 or so chairs with a bad taste in my mouth. how dare they. on the board in chicken scratch is my death sentence..which on any given day would make me rejoice. "Class canceled, she emailed. All Gender Soc. classes" You've GOT to be shitting me. I stare in disbelief at the simple message. Reality sets in. I'm actually quite pleased. But then slowly, as i walk out of Anderson 5 minutes later, i begin to resent my mental complex of even trying to look good for a majority of people i dont even know. All because i bought new clothes. God hates me. All in all it wasnt the fact that class was canceled, that was stupendous. it was the simple fact that after getting all cute and racing to class panic-stricken for being tardy, it was all for nothing. a big fat goose egg. kill me.

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Its now 9.07 and i'm walking, my back towards Anderson. I'm moving at the pace of Gary from Spongebob [⁴]...love that show. As i reach the crosswalk, my day takes a turn for the better, as i strut my cute outfit across the street, i end up running into my new adorable friend J. he approvingly smiles and gives me the once over. my pathetic failure to check my email was totally worth it. So from now on i've vowed to take in the consideration of the words from an almighty classic ... Coco Chanel, the bitch really knew her shit haha:

“I don’t understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little - if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that’s the day she has a date with destiny."

Amen to that sister friend, Amen.

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[¹] - a mental complex i've formulated over the years. its perverse and incomprehensible i know.

[²] - The Cave: also known as room 422b is D and I's current home away from home, ive mentioned it before, but for those who don't know, in the words of my suite-mate M's boyfriend... if the cave were to fight your room, it'd beat, rape, and impregnate your room, and then refuse to pay child support. yea..took it to THAT level of BA.

[³] - a Salon : A periodic gathering of people of social or intellectual distinction.

[⁴] - insert "Meow" here.

As i sit here lounging in my bed recounting on this weekends happenings, i've realized how much i missed all the shit i trekked up here to campus today. This weekend, i spent time at home socializing with the fam and picking up some stuff in preparation for the brisk autumn weather :) today i packed my second batch of clothes to come up to school with me, my favorite red and black tartan pea coat, a new tweed swing coat, a delicious cashmere jacket with gleaming gold facets and some of my fav tops, oldie but goodies, dating back to the eighth grade! Since returning to my home away from home, aka the Cave as D and i like to call it, ive unpacked my masses of winter wear, munched on some delectable crispy salt and vinegar chips and caught the latest episode of Desperate Housewives, which was delightful, might i add. All in all it was a perfect weekend, but unfortunately all good things must come to an end :( for tomorrow starts a new week, all beginning with my favorite 9am gender in america class...weewwww. not. haha lets just hope it doesnt rain and i trip in my adidas slides again. lesson learned my friends, lesson learned.

hmm. random thought of the day :

i am wondering if Ghandi had teeth when his portrait was painted...because when further examining the picture i posted of him, i couldnt help but raise this inquisition. just a thought.

This just in. Downingtown has not changed since my previous visit. what a shame haha. in the one day i've been home i've had the pleasure of catching up with some old teammates, realizing that no one on my old high school football team recognizes me, eating raw chocolate chip pancakes and consolidating my wardrobe (at home that is) ...its only now consolidated because i'm taking most of it back to school with me bahaha we'll see how that works out. In doing all of this, ive come to the realization that in the 2 or so months that ive been gone, life has continued. damn. hahaha. in blog world ive also just realized that ive been making an ass out of myself using the acronym MLIA as my life is awesome ... when in reality i just found out it means my life is average...i'm such a blog failure hahahha. im workin on it. So yes, thats all i have to report at the moment. currently in the proccess of stealing my moms car to go spend money that i dont have on clothes that i dont need. i love my life. haha tchao for now pals!

current jam : Gary Glitter - I'm the leader of the Gang : i highly recommended it hahahhah <3

BON ANNIVERSAIRE MOHATMA!!!!

Happy Birthday Ghandi! Yup, thats right!!! today marks Ghandi's 140th birthday.

If you visit Google.com today, you may see a Google logo or 'doodle' with the picture of Gandhi. He was born today in 1869. Here's the logo! So cute haha

I came across this song and have fallen absolutely irrevocably in love. so beautiful. but sad all the same.

Greg Laswell - Off i Go

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