so frustrated!

but i got some great acid washed jeans today.

last night at dinner a guy dropped his stuff and then just sprinted out of the union. it was amazing.

also, we came to the conclusion that “ding-dong” is the most amazing word for penis ever.

if my lit teacher wasn’t stoned today in class, well then i don’t know what.

today started out decent, and then i slowly started getting more and more frustrated with a few things.

frustrations:

-working on a group project for my lit class. i am apparently the group leader. it’s kind of cool because i get to choose everything we’re doing, but it just gets annoying to be with wishy washy people.

-calling my mom and trying to talk to her about things. i told her that i met my boyfriend’s family this weekend and had dinner with them. she just asks if i ate well and mentions that it is good that i got a homecooked meal and left campus for awhile. they never ask about him, aren’t they curious?! it was cool that his mom knew things about me, like my major.

-also, i asked my parents to mail me something as soon as possible (for the lit project). of course, they waited a couple days to send it.

-work schedules are never finished early.

the day turned around:

my neighbor, who hasn’t talked to me for about a week, suddenly became my friend again (it’s weird) and we had a jolly time. it included pizza, masking and duct tape, and speed walking.

and then later, the boyfriend came over and we watched this is SPINAL TAP. obviously, that was amazing. we listened to the pixies afterwards and had fun.

then i listened to the cure and it’s time for bed. the day has ended nicely. i wrote an extra credit sonnet the other day and mentioned the cure in it. i think that should give me extra extra credit.

tomorrow i have to talk to my advisor about my bad grades. i can’t wait to wake up in the morning!!

met the boyfriend’s family today.

so lately, my neighbor, my boyfriend, my friend, and me have taken to coloring in coloring books and then putting bad or inappropriate captions on them and then hanging them in the hallway. for some reason it’s really funny, and coloring superheroes and barbies is a lot of fun to do when just hanging out.

my room mate told me that her exboyfriend is cousins with adam west. she told me this because i recently bought the original batman movie.

i decided last night that i want to have a huge movie collection, but it will consist of mostly those horrible or cheesy movies that you can get for supercheap and then maybe like, the 10 other movies i have.

here is my bad movie collection as of today:

teenage mutant ninja turtles 1-3 (if those even count as bad because they are amazing)

mighty morphin power rangers the movie

batman, the movie

hercules in new york

strong kids, safe kids

scanner cop

blackenstein

everyone is jealous.

yesterday i took a test in my lit class and on one of the multiple choice questions a choice was: a) scott baio gave him pinkeye.

the question was, “why was araby late for the bazaar?” about james joyce’s short story. the answer of course, was A.

everything is so happy, except almost failing all my classes!

i love to wake up still drunk form the night before.

i went to this “indian” party being held by a bunch of indian guys last night. when you bought a cup for beer, they wrote your name on it and then put a pink and purple smiley face stamp on your hand and it was fucking cool.

i went to some other party too and met a guy who’s 6′9″ holy shit! wait, i met 2 GUYS WHO ARE 6′9″ AND THEY WERE EVEN BROTHERS.

my boyfriend is really the best, too.

things are pretty awesome.

hiphopboombox: i had a crazy dream that i was at some house at a party and there were mexican men in the kitchen fixing mexican food

hiphopboombox: and when it was done they yelled FIESTA

tonight at work this old man came through the drive thru in a neck brace. and it was awesome because he had to turn his whole body to see to the side and he was driving.