One thing that continues to annoy me:

Every. Single. Time. I come home, the neighbor kid is knocking at the door, wanting me to put music on his "mp3".

He got a new one for xmas. It's *still* xmas, you know, time you're supposed to spend with your family... He's here, getting me to rip music.

Sure, maybe I should be full of cheer and do it without a complaint.

I still need to wrap gifts and all of that jazz.

Of course, if I were to say no, I'd either start some sort of BS between us and the neighbors (yet we've been almost perfect, if they've had a problem (like a cat chasing birds... ::rolls eyes:: I hope they have mice now) we've moved to fix it. ), or I'd be such a HORRIBLE person, and god wouldn't bless me or some other crap that my mom likes to spew.

He's talking about having FIVE MORE CDS... Grar.

I can't stay at my dad's for more than 24 hours without him coming over.

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I'd like to know why it is that whenever I walk to the local Subway on a business day, I get stopped by the cops.

Last time, it was for truancy... this time, I don't even know. He says it's because I was running across the street.

I was walking, and realized there was construction/other crap across the st from the Subway. So I ran across the street. I got closer, realized that it was further down than I thought, so I ran back to the side of the street I was initially on so I wouldn't have to cross two separate lanes of traffic that I don't like crossing.

So I run across the st to Subway, because it's a busy road. I scurry across the parking lot, because it's a parking lot and I'd hate to be that person, sauntering like they've no cares in the world. I get what I'm getting, and scurry back across the parking lot, because there's a guy driving through it and I didn't want to be in the way. Then I run back across the busy street to get to the other side.

Of course, while I'm walking back... who decides to stop me other than Mr. Cop himself. I see him stop and think "Damnit! Go away cop!" but no, he needs to make sure everything is alright. :/

Guess I need to remember that what seems normal to me doesn't seem normal to other people...

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So now it's time for a real entry.

Nothing much has happened in the week or two or three that NuTang has been NoTang.

Finished up finals, came home for break. Nothing too exciting.

Well. The first day I was home from break, I was walking to find coffee and a newspaper in the ghetto.

I went from this end to that end, no luck on decent coffee or the newspaper my dad wanted.

I scurry across a busy street, into this creepy shop. I scurry out. I scurry back across the busy street, only to have my ankle roll when I get to the other side.

I now have a lovely scar on my knee, and a wound-thing on my hand. They were quite bloody when I first got them.

I couldn't think of a less loserly story to to tell, like how I got into a fight with urban ninjas, or I was trying to fly by throwing myself at the ground and missing... No, I cross the street, my ankle rolled, and I fell.

I'd have been alright if it weren't the main road for the area.

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There is nutang! Woot!

Though, I can't seem to read anyone else's blog. :/

Oh well, I can continue rambling on about things... like how I totally just beat Pokemans.

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I went to NJ with Dave for teh Hawliday.
It was fun.

My flower has started to bloom, but I don't want to take it back to campus because it grows mold in the dorm. :/

I was watching the news in NJ, and apparently Lindsay Lohan shopping is news. How absurd.

I went shopping for unmentionables and ended up buying the same damn unmentionables I already have. No pretty things, no plungey convertible doodads. Bah. Stupid boobs not knowing what they want to do.

I forgot. While we were driving back from NJ, we'd just gone through a toll of some sort, this woman pulls out from off of the shoulder, and stops in the lane. With traffic going at least 50 miles an hour. Dave's sister honks and swerves, and the lady starts badmouthing us through her window after we give her a friendly salute.

Some people shouldn't be allowed to drive.

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I went to get my hairs done today, and the radio was playing xmas songs. :/

IT'S NOT THANKSGIVING YET!!!

Anyway. I realized that I don't know any Xmas carols all that well, and wondered if I were to have kids, would I instantly know them the second the kid's feet had cleared the canal... It would be funny, Doctor going "ZOMG PUSH!", husbandy person going "ZOMG BREATHE!", baby going "WEH!", me going "FROSTY THE SNOWMAN!"

Anyway, my favorite Xmas song is "Last Christmas" by Wham Why? Hear it for yourself! It's SO emo, it's great! So much better than "yay! merry! joy! zomg false joy!"

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