Saturday, December 30, 2006

so im behind

so i havent blogged in about 2.6 years. sorry kids. not like too many people actually read this anyways. oh well. so jesus' birthday came and went, and the good food came and went. soo good. i wanna repeat. now all thats left is bringing in the new year..no clue as to what im going to do yet, whatever. work is boring, slow as always, well actually suprisingly busy yesterday, but never overwhelming. just easily selling expensive bags to rich people who love to hear 'this is brand new, NO ONE has it yet'. done deal, sold not one, but about 3 bags. silly rich people. except i almost cried a couple days ago, when this stupid old woman, bought the last pair of boots i wanted. they were so not her! she was like 50, and those boots were adorable suede slouchy ones, so not for 50 year old women! i tried discouraging her, and encouraging her to get these other ones, but bitch wouldnt listen. shes so on my black list. so im gonna dye my hair again, no more highlights, too much work. but i dunno what color, im thinking close to my natural color, like dark brown, maybe a little lighter then my natural color, cause my hair is almost black, but not quite. so complicated. i just gotta figure out a good cheap place to go, last chic who did my hair totally overcharged me. so none of that. and i gotta do it before i go back for rush and stuff, or else no one will wanna be in zeta cause of the girl with the roots down to her ears. gross. i think thats all for now. away laughing on a fast camel.

love,
moi

Sunday, December 10, 2006

study break

and now for your viewing pleasure....my favorite memory from freshman year

Tuesday, December 5, 2006

the secrets out

victoria's secret fashion show...totally brought sexy back. it reconfirmmed the fact that giselle is basically a god and so is adriana. it has motivated me yet again to live off of lettuce and spend hours in the gym until i can be flawless and and fierce walking down a katwalk...even if that katwalk is in my room. speaking of which, i want a brownie, im jealous that erika made some, she shouldve sent me some, or at least one. so now all i can be is le hungry, and le craving brownies. pooey. my first final is on friday, not excited. not excited about the next week in general, until i go home of course, then i will be excited. le sigh. i cant remember if i fed my slut today(my slut being my fish), ill just feed her again, she can be fat and happy. toodles.
love,
moi

Sunday, December 3, 2006

mandy wins

mandy wins. the christmas cards she made were beyond. i mean absolutely gorgeous fantastic christmas cards, the soldiers who get them were truly lucky.

love,
moi

Saturday, December 2, 2006

maybe i should shower...

so the past 2 days can be summed up in 3 words...i hate school. end of story. my comparative government teacher is mean. he assigns us a take home quiz on thursday, which sounds fine at first, but only to discover this so called "quiz" consists of 295 questions. yes thats right. i have never taken a test final quiz or anything that long. the only thing that comes close is the sat's. did i mention that that class is an elective, oh and its suppose to be freshman level. yea. finally finished. now to finish the million and one other things i have to do to finish off this semester. blah. school has just kicked me in the balls. yes thats right, i have balls, small ones but they're totally there. ew. as you may have noticed,i have taken my unhealthy mary kate olsen obsession and displayed it for all to see. well once again, marc did it for me, i just chose the pictures. teehe. which leads me into my next thought, i wanna be a hippy. i wish i didn't have to shower or shave or do anything except lay around in comfy clothes. i don't actually believe in anything hippies believe in, but i just wanna act like one. speaking of which if i don't pluck my eyebrows soon i really will look like one. eek. and i don't brush my hair very often either...maybe i already am a hippy...i already have the dance down.whatever.back to being productive. away laughing on a fast camel.

love,
moi