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Dearest Trent Reznor,
Tuesday. 6.19.07 12:47 am
I am 5'6, blonde-haired, blue-eyed female fan. I think you're super handsome and incredibly talented, but I'm sure you hear that all the time.
Anyway, the next time you're in the Seattle area, I wonder if we could work out a deal whereby I bear you several children. That would be really awesome.
You wouldn't ever have to see them if you didn't want to, but I guarantee they'd be very cute... and probably increadibly smart too.
Anyway, you should get back to me on that. I could wear some cool knee high stockings during the deed, if you want. I have lots.
Sunday. 6.17.07 11:28 pm
A year ago from yesterday, I met someone who would change my outlook on life. Someone who continues to infest, on average, 1/3 of my thoughts. Someone who may, or may not, be dead.
To mark this momentous occasion, I lit some candles, put The Cure's "Anniversary" on repeat, and journaled like a maniac.
Today, I listened to some Nine Inch Nails and ate cookie dough. More candles and journaling later, possibly.
Happy Sad-iversary to me.
The Vexing Ex
Saturday. 6.16.07 12:26 pm
Last weekend, a former romantic interest of mine messaged me on facebook. At first, I thought one of his friends must have hacked his account, because we've had very limited contact over the past three years (I'll save the mangled backstory for another time). But no, it was really him, and after a few polite internet exchanges, he decided to call me. At one in the morning. Who the fuck calls their high school ex at one in the morning??
Needless to say, I was pretty pissed. I hung up on his ass. Little did that deter him, however. He proceeded to text me, then instant message me, in an effort to convince me to come over and talk. He was "bored" you see. Does that NOT sound like a booty call?
Anyway, fast forward to last night. He instant messages me as soon as I sign on, around nine pm. I wish I saved the conversation, because it was so ridiculous. Basically, he had had breakfast with a mutual friend that morning and it made him want to say hi to me, but he didn't have time to talk because he was having a party that night and OH! if I wasn't busy later, "you know where I live."
Then, an hour later, he texts me, telling me how boring the party is and that I need to stop by. I thought about it, and this is what I came up with:
*It would be really inconvenient for me to drive to Tacoma just to go to a lame party.
*I'm bitter about all the times I inconvenienced myself for him in the past.
*I don't want to be a last ditch booty call.
*He got fat.
*All my friends hate him.
*I really want him to know how busy and important I am.
*I really want him to know how fabulous and out-of-his-league I am.
Well, I didn't go. Pretty much, if we're going to see each other again, it's going to be in a neutral location at a neutral time of day.
WTF?? Moment #6197
Saturday. 6.9.07 1:09 am
Ok... here's the low-down. I was dreadfully ill the week of my American Foreign Relations final. However, I managed to make it in, jot down some horrible bullshit (part of which I was SURE was wrong), and pray for a C afterward.
WELL! Today, I get an e-mail from my teacher letting me know that all my grades are finished. I hold my breath, sqeeze in one last prayer, and scrool down to my scores to see... an 86. A freaking 86 percent. That's one point higher than my midterm score, which I took when I was feeling just fine, thank you. I'm certainly no complaining but...
For the Bible tells me so
Tuesday. 6.5.07 12:18 pm
People, get yourself into a car, bus, train, boat, airplane, hovercraft, and see this film. You will not regret it.
I was bawling throughout the entire hour and a half because everything was hitting so, so close to home. I don't know how to best summarize it quickly while still doing it justice, so just go check out the website and find out when it's coming to your town.
Monday. 6.4.07 1:00 am
I'm coming to the end of the school year, and I'm really starting to feel it. Not in that "I only have two days so I'll be lazy" way, but in the "oh my gosh how can I live without these people for three months" way. I don't usually get like this until about three weeks after the fact... but since some of my friends are leaving tonight, I'm going crazy. Especially since those friends happen to be Matt and Maddy.
This summer they're going to be on the east coast ALL SUMMER, so I pretty much can't visit at all. I chased them into the freaking elevator, just to get a few more minutes...
I'm going to be the next to go, on Tuesday. I guess that will be nice, because I'll only have to say one more big goodbye to everyone, instead of six or seven.
It's all going to be ok, it always is. Next time you hear from me, I'll probably be livin' it up in F-Dub, well on my way to summer shenanigans.
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