My skin is sorta burnt, thank you toner--- it hurts. ga.
This one cartoon on Cartoon Network-- "Teen Titans" with a very young Robin is a complete rip off of all anime; not that I would know since I only know of the anime my brother was obsessed with when we were younger. The intro song is ridiculous too because they're trying to make sure the girl singing has an Asian accent, and when I say that, I mean, she's emphasising on the "t's" "Teeen TiTans" it sounds more like if Nicco were happy. ever. Their expressions are rip offs--- American anime? I just don't know.
I also really wish the guys next door would put a fucking sock in it. And I mean the guys next to me, NOT those who live on the other side who are all Grad students--- Whitman, no way would I be all like "You guys SUCK!" cos y'all don't! Anyway, the other guys; I don't know how they can go on being rude to everyone around them. Their music, blasting at 1 o'clock at night when some of us are sleeping. let alone writing papers. And I'm very nice, I don't say anything nasty to them, unllike the girls onthe opposite side of them, who I heard went and pretty much faught with them. I very sweetly tell them to turn it down-- all I ask is for the to shut the fuck up. What do I do next?
I got Jessica a little shell coin purse and put a little kitty carved in stone. I also got her a raptor claw, but being that I'm entertaining myself with it way more-- I think I may keep it. two days ago I went into my suitemates' room with it in my hands and started singing "velossa- velossa rrrrap. tor, velossa rap.tor." She then called me weird and told me to fuck off, in a loving way-- teehe
"Ra. Ra."
Last night I went and hung out with Chitin along with two of his buddies. Fun was had, booze was consumed, and it was a good hair-- night. We went to Molly's art show, which was pretty good, and then just wandered. I drank a Guinness at the Thirsty Scholar, which I haven't been to in quite a while. I also got a mystery e-mail. I have absolutely no idea who it came from, but it'd fallen out of my pocket when I went to an ATM. or else I still wouldn't have known... If someone wanted to give me their e-mail, cool... But put yo' name on it
Tonight I'm going to Girlie and NBK66's, post their Long Island visit, and Girlie and I plan to have a vagina night, with the Oscars, and what have you.
This cartoon sucks ass. I'm going to have to change the channel... or take a shower. I'm thinking of the Ladder. No, I just changed the channel. It's the pretty Italian girl on the food network. She taught me how to make polenta-- one day if I ever meet her, I'd totally tell her that. I still have to perfect my ability to fry it though.
"Next Friday, with Rachel Ray, find out about Tony Danza's singing career!" They forgot to say, "...while high on meth because that's the only way you'll ever care about Tony- fucking- Danza."
I'm the Boss, bitch, I'm the boss!
This one cartoon on Cartoon Network-- "Teen Titans" with a very young Robin is a complete rip off of all anime; not that I would know since I only know of the anime my brother was obsessed with when we were younger. The intro song is ridiculous too because they're trying to make sure the girl singing has an Asian accent, and when I say that, I mean, she's emphasising on the "t's" "Teeen TiTans" it sounds more like if Nicco were happy. ever. Their expressions are rip offs--- American anime? I just don't know.
I also really wish the guys next door would put a fucking sock in it. And I mean the guys next to me, NOT those who live on the other side who are all Grad students--- Whitman, no way would I be all like "You guys SUCK!" cos y'all don't! Anyway, the other guys; I don't know how they can go on being rude to everyone around them. Their music, blasting at 1 o'clock at night when some of us are sleeping. let alone writing papers. And I'm very nice, I don't say anything nasty to them, unllike the girls onthe opposite side of them, who I heard went and pretty much faught with them. I very sweetly tell them to turn it down-- all I ask is for the to shut the fuck up. What do I do next?
I got Jessica a little shell coin purse and put a little kitty carved in stone. I also got her a raptor claw, but being that I'm entertaining myself with it way more-- I think I may keep it. two days ago I went into my suitemates' room with it in my hands and started singing "velossa- velossa rrrrap. tor, velossa rap.tor." She then called me weird and told me to fuck off, in a loving way-- teehe
"Ra. Ra."
Last night I went and hung out with Chitin along with two of his buddies. Fun was had, booze was consumed, and it was a good hair-- night. We went to Molly's art show, which was pretty good, and then just wandered. I drank a Guinness at the Thirsty Scholar, which I haven't been to in quite a while. I also got a mystery e-mail. I have absolutely no idea who it came from, but it'd fallen out of my pocket when I went to an ATM. or else I still wouldn't have known... If someone wanted to give me their e-mail, cool... But put yo' name on it
Tonight I'm going to Girlie and NBK66's, post their Long Island visit, and Girlie and I plan to have a vagina night, with the Oscars, and what have you.
This cartoon sucks ass. I'm going to have to change the channel... or take a shower. I'm thinking of the Ladder. No, I just changed the channel. It's the pretty Italian girl on the food network. She taught me how to make polenta-- one day if I ever meet her, I'd totally tell her that. I still have to perfect my ability to fry it though.
"Next Friday, with Rachel Ray, find out about Tony Danza's singing career!" They forgot to say, "...while high on meth because that's the only way you'll ever care about Tony- fucking- Danza."
I'm the Boss, bitch, I'm the boss!
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