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.
