Spice It Up!

I suddenly got in the mood of just eating cinnamon for the rest of my life...I went out and bought cinnamon gum and cinnamon muffins I've been adding cinnamon to whatever I can, it's so strange.

Besides that, I'd just like to say that I think plane tickets should all just be one flat rate direct to anywhere in the world, like $100, and that should just be it. No extra hidden taxes, no stupid September 11th fee [wtf is that?!?], no weird stopovers in countries I don't really want to be in [um, Germany...], that's it. $100. As a side note, how does it make sense that I'd be stopping in Germany when I fly to London? Like really, that makes absolutely no sense, that's like overshooting the entire England and then turning back. Who thinks up these flight plans?!

Mea Culpa

You know when you say something that to you makes sense, but to the person you're telling it to it's kind of insulting. And you didn't even mean for it to be insulting, it was just one of those things that could be interpreted a couple different ways. So that's what happened. I really wasn't even thinking about what I said, it just kind of came out. And I feel so bad, I don't know how to make it up to the other person. And I'm supposed to be visiting her in two days from now! I mean, I apologized, of course, in person, but there are some things that people get very sensitive about, and you never know if they're going to be holding this grudge or whatever against you now. And it was about the stupidest thing, too.

It's All Your Fault, C!

This past weekend, C had been telling me all about her Facebook, and her groups and her friends, and she kept telling me that I absolutely just had to join up. And she basically did the whole thing for me [wrote my interests and everything, in case you were wondering why it's so weird sounding], so now I'm officially on Facebook. It's a little weird, like now I've got this new page to keep up, and I don't know if I'll have the paitience, but we'll just have to see where this goes...

By the way, C, for all my bashing you, you'll always be my favorite partner in crime!

And Away We Go!

Yay, away for the weekend! Hope the weather's nice...

Um, Could I Get An Explanation?

I had a psych test today [first college test!] so I decided last night that I should maybe read the book in addition to my notes, just in case. Oh, basically, when I bought this book, it said online that it had some notes in the margins, and I thought that it'd be really cool, like helpful, you know? So last night I opened my book and the margins were filled with notes...in Japanese. Or Chinese, I don't really know how to tell the difference. I just burst out laughing. It was so funny. But the test turned out to be fine, thank G-d.

Oh, and can someone please tell me, when those Mexicans whistle at you through the windows of their crusty old pick-up trucks, what exactly are they expecting? For me to just hop in and ask for a ride? To whistle back and flutter my lashes? What's up with that? Why do they do it?

A Monetary Situation

I don't know how this happens, I really don't, but it happens every time...so, I kind of overwithdrew on my bank account. By a lot. And I haven't been spending money!! Really, I haven't, and as I was trying to figure it all out, like where the hell did that money go, I was struck by the cruel irony of something that happened like two weeks ago. My friend called me up all happy, and she told me that she was checking her account, and there was a random, $600 deposit. It just randomly appeared in her account. Why does this always happen to other people?!? Where's my unexpected $600 windfall?!? [That's your cue to get out your checkbooks, just make it out to cash...]

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Basically, it was pouring rain this morning and I was already late for class, and as I was rushing up the front steps to get into the building, the security guard stopped me and asked for my I.D. Of course, my I.D. was somewhere at the bottom of my bag because when had I ever used my school I.D.?!?! And I showed it to him with this really dirty look, and he told me not to be in such a bad mood because we'd just had two weeks' vacation. Oh well.

On a completely unrelated note, my parents and I have begun communicating with eachother entirely by e-mail. Welcome to my family. Because basically, my dad started his own company, as some of you may know, and he wanted my mum to start helping him with it, because his current employees...well, whatever, anyway, so I don't really see my dad in the first place anyhow because he's a workaholic, and now my mum's out of the house and the cellphone service in there is really sketchy, so we've been e-mailing eachother back and forth. The plus side - we're not really talking. The downside - we're not really talking. But how weird is it that my mum has an e-mail and actually knows how to use it? And I so know that one of these days, my mum's going to get aim and then she'll be iming me the whole day...

Oh, and one last thing - I hate this school. Or, the humanities department, actually, and it's not only because the department head intimidates me, but it's because they just don't want to help me, but I'm too intimidated to make a bigger deal about it. Pathetic, but whatever.

So this is it...my first post. You know, I was so into starting this blog and now that I've finally done it, I have absolutely nothing to write. But I'm sure there'll be more to come, and much thanks to K for getting me into this!