usually i don't bother, but my mom had been out to lunch with her friends all morning and hadn't already brought it in. and what did i find? just what i was hoping to find all week! BUT! that's not the good news, that's just news. the GOOD news is that JESSIE IS MY ROOMMATE!!!! you don't know how excited i am. no seriously, i don't usually EVER get excited. 
this is the best news i've gotten since..... well, i've been trying to think of what other good news i've had that is of this calibur for fifteen minutes now, but i couldn't think of any. so it's the best news since ever! all summer i had been dreading the fact that i'd have to be in the dorms without jessie; that'd be no fun at all. but this! this has made my week! hell, this has made my month! so starting august 19, jessie and i will be residing in unit 434 rooms a and b (respectively) in university village! oh i am so psyched for this!in other news.... well, i don't really have any other news. my life is just that boring. oh well.
this all happened quite a few years ago when i was in the 7th grade, and they first split the kindergarten class into two separate classes. so that means that there was one more kindergarten teacher besides my mom. she was just the nicest lady, too. very young and pretty, and just got married that year. this story also involves the boys in the 8th grade class. so my mom and mrs. h. (the new k-garten teacher) were walking into the lunch room during the junior high lunch period. this was before the kindergarten stayed all day, so it was just the two of them. i was there, of course, being in junior high and all, but i must have been to involved in my spaghetti-o's (no! no more spaghetti-o's! x_x) to notice. as they walk in, some of the 8th grade boys yelled "hello, mrs. kindergarten teacher!" now, these boys are also guilty of stopping in the kindergarten room after school, just to say hi to the new teacher. all of this made the poor girl feel rather uncomfortable. 
after all, what 25-year-old woman in their right mind would enjoy being hit on by a bunch of 14-year-old boys? so anyway, back to the lunchroom scenario: "hello, mrs. kindergarten teacher!" and my mother replies "well hello, guys!" "oh, uh, hi mrs. yankus!" now i suppose this just doesn't sound as funny here as it did when it happened, or when my mom told me, but it was. the other kindergarten teacher started cracking up on the spot.
all over our house are pictures that were drawn, painted, or stitched by my mother, who prior to my existance was an art teacher. and the bottom of each and every one of them reads: "MAY [year]" being the dumb little five-year-old that i was, i wondered why my mother only made these pictures in the month of may. so i asked my mom about it one day. well you see the thing is, my mother's initials are m.a.y.
this one guy, congressman whatshisface from colorado (a republican, by the way), who was saying that random searches (what nypd say they're doing) are pointless and inefficient. he says that you have to target suspects and that after 9/11 naturally arabs are suspects, so we can't help racial profiling. then this other guy from the arab american institute was saying that no, it's about behavoirisms. you pull a person aside if they's acting suspicious or has a large backpack. there's just as much chance a white guy (i love this, they're all politically correct about 'hispanics' and 'people of middle eastern descent' and 'african americans', then they have 'white guys', it's so funny) could be acting suspicious as a person of middle eastern descent. and i totally agree. after all, who were the people who were in charge of the oklahoma city bombing? a couple of white guys. yea, and then the congressman turns around and says no, and rewords excactly what the guy from the arab american insitute said. it's so funny when politicians do that. 
they say one thing, then offend someone with it, then they turn around and reword what they were saying so it means something completely different. what a bunch of pussies. ok, and get this; the samd congressman was being interviewed the other day, and suggested the possibility of attacking muslims' religious places. and the interviewer asks "what you mean bombing mecca?" and stupid mr. congressman says "yeah." what makes him even more stupid is that he had a comb-over, and it was blowing around during the news report (he was standing outside). he's also expressed the possibility of running for president in '08. yea right, like he'd stand a chance after he suggested something as stupid and dispicable as bombing mecca. 
yea, sure, go ahead. bomb mecca. you'll just be promoting disgusting hypocrisy. if you have the gaul to bomb such an important non-military place of theirs, you shouldn't be offended that they crashed airplanes into such important non-military places of ours! this is one of those things that's so stupid it's funny, but it's also utterly revolting.
but last night i was working on building up my mask collection. the only problem is that i can't figure out how to meet anju in the stock pot inn's kitchen at 11:30pm! she locks the door at 8:30 and kicks me out if i try to stay inside! well, that's what online helps are for, right?
anyway, she said that she, jessie and i need to get together before she moves away.
now i'm gonna ask nicely this time; could you please stop typing absolute drivvel in my comments box? it's really annoying and i must say it makes you look like one of those stupid people who go around the internet typing in sticky caps and typing characters like ')' and '!' and '|' repetitively. i'd really appreciate it if you only commented when you have something worthwhile to say.
tells me that there's this problem with this dora the explorer cake someone ordered. apparently pat (the other closer) couldn't find the toy, and thelma tried calling this lady several times, asking which dora toy she wanted (there's two). so at about three o'clock thelma leaves to pick up her son from work (he crashed his car) and of course, this is the most convenient time for this lady to pick up her cake. so i bring out the cake and guess what: 
my god, i hate it when people are so goddam anal about everything. i ended up giving her a discount, and pricing the cake like there wasn't a toy, but whatever. i'm tellin' ya, what with all the dishes i had to watch and how i scraped my heel on the bottom of a cart, and other minor things i forgot but remembered that they sucked; this day is almost worthy of being a monday (worthy being a bad thing).
i started at approximately 9:30pm on saturday night, and took a break to sleep at 6:00am sunday morning. i woke up at around 12:45pm or so sunday afternoon, but i didn't get to start reading again till 1:20pm or so (i had to pick up some lunch for my brother and drive it over to his work). i read straight through the afternoon and was forced to stop at 4:55pm by my mother to go to church. i then picked it up again directly after church at 6:05pm (or so). at that point i only had 30 pages to go, and i finished sometime within the next hour. so that's the whole 600-some pages in under 24-hours including several hours worth of interruptions. yes, this is my new record.
so since we were in the neighborhood, we stopped in on my nan and pop (my mom's parents) for a few minutes. after that we went and had lunch at khan's. then i came home... and here i am...
isn't it purdy? of course, i didn't make this one, but maybe when i have alot of time on my hands i'll make one myself. till then, we all get to look at link. ^^ i'm still working some bugs outta the system, so i can get the layout to have exactly what i want on it (for example, when i first downloaded it, this layout had no comment links). i also want to figure out a way to make each post look more defined, like how there was a transparent box behind all my posts on my last layout.
today we honor gene starwind from outlaw star. what's sad is that this is about the best picture of gene i could find. sure you look and you see a million copies of the picture where you're looking down the barrel of gene's caster gun from the cover of the first dvd, but i don't particularly like that picture too much. all in all, gene is a cool guy, even though he at first comes across as a womanizer. gene is captain of the outlaw star, and business parters with 12-year-old mechanics genius jim hawking. hmm..... that's about all i can think of to say, i guess it's just one of those you have to see it to really get it sort of things. to sum it all up, gene is just plain cool. period.
i'm actually eagerly anticipating the start of school, now that's just scary. i can't even keep track of what day it is. on saturday i kept thinking it was friday, on sunday i kept thinking it was saturday, i have no idea what monday was, and today is just one of those days where i'm thinking ".... tuesday! now i remember!" at least i have the rest of the week off. i have getting the season three ranma boxset in the mail on friday to look forward to, too. that and harry potter. but it's SO SAD! i can't read harry till after i get off work! i'm having my mom pick it up for me on saturday, though i am considering dropping by borders at midnight on friday/saturday.
we drove go-karts, played pool (jessie and i beat joe and chris, o yea), played laser tag, mini golf, area 51 (shooting arcade game), and dance dance revolution which was really fun. sometime i'm gonna haveta go back there (or to family fun center) and waste all my money practicing ddr and getting really good. :P
and my mom tells me there's a message on the answering machine for me. now that in itself is unusual enough. she plays the message, and this lady says 'someone suggested your name as a possible princess in the king korn karnival.' all i gotta say is; who would suggest me?! and why?! if you have an opinion on the matter, please comment, because i am in utter shock and have no idea what to do. let me just conclude this entry with: what the hell?!
