Ahahah sorry, that word cracks me up.
It reminds me of a fish.
(I'm not too sure why.)
HAHAHAH.
o__O;
-not high-
Right-o, dearies, (or just Anita, hahah) I'm sick!
It's not terrible.
My throat hurts, and I feel like there's an elephant sitting on my nose, but there isn't any coughing or anything.
Just a stuffy nose and a sore throat.
Probably not swine flu (XD) but if it is, I'll be sure to share that with you (double meaning! Hahah!)
Ooohkay.
Well, today I'm going to go watch Wolverine with some PRISMies but Ivy hasn't told me where the group is meeting for lunch yet so I'm very confused and my brain is melting and I might just skip the event altogether because I only really know a couple of the people going and I feel like crap.
Lovely story there, yes?
Indeed.
Anyways...
Yeah, I have nothing more to say about my terribly dull life. (Hohum.)
I went shopping yesterday. Wait no, the day before.
I bought shorts and 4 tops.
They were on sale.
(Asian-ness.)
I don't know why, but there were sales everywhereeeee...!!!
o__O;
But I'm fershure set for life.
(Okay, until fall or early winter. But you get the idea.)
Ohohoh!
More about my confusing thoughts that I posted about last time.
Let's call the guy M, okay? Just in case anyone is watching.
(...not paranoid.)
In history we're doing a group project with 6 people in each group, and the teacher put us in the same group (along with a supersmart girl who made our lives a lot easier, lollies). Yesterday the whole group (except for one slacker...grr...) showed up at the library and we worked on our powerpoint && stuffs. I was pretty sick yesterday, too, so I was like -bleh- and brain-dead the whole time, but M was really nice about it (okay, we squabbled a little at the beginning...that was pretty amusing).
And then he ate my fruit rollup.
-___-
Lol! I had another one. XD
Okay, I'm so retarded right now...
I'm going to be like, high when we go watch the movie.
Ugh.
And I need to eat something before I collapse.
Maybe grab a box of tissues to keep with me during the day.
-mutters-
Toodles?
Monday, May 25, 2009
Monday, May 04, 2009
Eh?
You see, I have decided (determined? figured out?) that I kind of sort of like this guy.
But at the same time, I kind of sort of don't.
I mean, I think I'm just happy sort of liking him.
I'd say no if he asked me to date him.
But I wouldn't be, say, unhappy were he to like me, too.
Eh, that's complicated.
Anyways, I sort of kind of like this guy, and he's cool.
He's a little weird.
But that's okay.
Anyways, I had that all figured out about a week ago, when I decided that maybe it wasn't a good idea.
But it didn't really change my kind of sort of liking him.
But today my best friend at MI commented that she thinks he likes her.
And, indeed, I think he might, too.
But I'm not sure.
He walked her to a class.
He flirts with her a lot.
But he does that with me too.
(Not the class thing. That'd be awkward.)
I asked her if she liked him.
She said kinda.
I'm assuming that's more of a kinda than my kind of sort of.
You know, a little more hardcore.
No hard feelings if something happens.
It's just weird for me.
I'm like, "ooh...lameness."
He's in one of my classes.
He's a sophomore, by the way.
So my best-friend-at-MI doesn't have any classes with him.
Hence, it's even more awkward.
I'm trying to give him/her a little bit of space with each other.
It's really, really awkward.
I'm going to try and figure out if he likes her.
Then I will laugh a lot and do something about it.
Something nice, of course.
My kind of sort of might not be romantic at all, but just because we're relatively new friends.
(He was rather unpleasant before. Not mean unpleasant, but annoying unpleasant. Funny how things change.)
Anywhoo, I'm done here.
Thanks for reading.
Theresa Wang for Business Manager.
But at the same time, I kind of sort of don't.
I mean, I think I'm just happy sort of liking him.
I'd say no if he asked me to date him.
But I wouldn't be, say, unhappy were he to like me, too.
Eh, that's complicated.
Anyways, I sort of kind of like this guy, and he's cool.
He's a little weird.
But that's okay.
Anyways, I had that all figured out about a week ago, when I decided that maybe it wasn't a good idea.
But it didn't really change my kind of sort of liking him.
But today my best friend at MI commented that she thinks he likes her.
And, indeed, I think he might, too.
But I'm not sure.
He walked her to a class.
He flirts with her a lot.
But he does that with me too.
(Not the class thing. That'd be awkward.)
I asked her if she liked him.
She said kinda.
I'm assuming that's more of a kinda than my kind of sort of.
You know, a little more hardcore.
No hard feelings if something happens.
It's just weird for me.
I'm like, "ooh...lameness."
He's in one of my classes.
He's a sophomore, by the way.
So my best-friend-at-MI doesn't have any classes with him.
Hence, it's even more awkward.
I'm trying to give him/her a little bit of space with each other.
It's really, really awkward.
I'm going to try and figure out if he likes her.
Then I will laugh a lot and do something about it.
Something nice, of course.
My kind of sort of might not be romantic at all, but just because we're relatively new friends.
(He was rather unpleasant before. Not mean unpleasant, but annoying unpleasant. Funny how things change.)
Anywhoo, I'm done here.
Thanks for reading.
Theresa Wang for Business Manager.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Fail.
Okay, I'm calm now.
Just ignore my previous post.
Sorry, a little stressed out here.
I had this lovely little rant going, and blogger killed it.
*boils blogger*
...
Right. Anyways, I'm not going to try to remember what I ranted about because that's:
1. Lame
2. Too hard
3. I'm lazy.
Instead, I'll talk about something happy!
...
Like Samoas!
Yeah!
Do any of you guys have GS cookies?
:3 The lemon ones are especially good; I think they're new this year.
n.n
But I finished that box.
...
I finished my box of Trefoils, too.
o__O;
Thazzokay, I suppose I'll just finish the Samoas.
*sigh*
That's all I have today. XD
Bye!
Just ignore my previous post.
Sorry, a little stressed out here.
I had this lovely little rant going, and blogger killed it.
*boils blogger*
...
Right. Anyways, I'm not going to try to remember what I ranted about because that's:
1. Lame
2. Too hard
3. I'm lazy.
Instead, I'll talk about something happy!
...
Like Samoas!
Yeah!
Do any of you guys have GS cookies?
:3 The lemon ones are especially good; I think they're new this year.
n.n
But I finished that box.
...
I finished my box of Trefoils, too.
o__O;
Thazzokay, I suppose I'll just finish the Samoas.
*sigh*
That's all I have today. XD
Bye!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Dood.
Hallo dearies! n.n I've been shirking Blogger duties ever since I got all Gaia-hooked again.
It's like a drug! Lawl.
Kaito&&Miku forever >D
Omg, vocaloids are so cool! They're electronic voices of real singers. Beyond spiffletastic...
Back to what I was talking about before...
I think.
I forgot.
I had this awesome thing to blog about.
Oh wells.
I'll go read your blogs now. ^ ^
It's like a drug! Lawl.
Kaito&&Miku forever >D
Omg, vocaloids are so cool! They're electronic voices of real singers. Beyond spiffletastic...
Back to what I was talking about before...
I think.
I forgot.
I had this awesome thing to blog about.
Oh wells.
I'll go read your blogs now. ^ ^
Thursday, January 22, 2009
TR&HG
Omglah!
I haven't been around for forever...
Well.
Anyways, I have a beautiful something to share with all of you (well, mostly Anita, 'cause she's the only one left reading, lawl) today. :) 'Tis the culmination of my 8.5 school years of education.
Well, I was relieving my hand of a writing cramp from the Spanish final by pulling my thumb backwards, and was remined of the chicken leg I ate for lunch. That sent me on a whole new path of ideas...
How would a human taste? I'll use steak-style cooking to compare. When choosing a steak, you want a piece between an inch to two inches thick that is cut against the flow of the muscle. It also has to have fat marble through it, or your beautiful, bloody steak will end up beef jerky. That said, there aren't that many places on a human body that have a 1.5 inch thick blop of msucle, considering that humans are smaller than cows.
Let me remind you that steak has to be a sizeable size, such as 8 oz. That, in a restaurant, would be considered 'normal', or small. That is the size of your heart. Or your fist. Which, I might add, is twice as thick as 1-2 inches. Meaning that it would be the width and length of two fists, which is actually pretty big...
A solid chunk of fat is revolting, but so is solid muscle. That rules out obese people and athletes. And of course, starving Africans cannot be eaten--it would be like cooking a cow with Mad Cow. A slice taken from the arm would be too small, and the stomach too fatty. Perhaps, like bacon comes from pig butt, we should cut a steak from a human butt.
That said, we must consider the type of human that would provide the most steak-like meat. Americans are too fat, no doubt. Having ruled out Africans already, that leaves Asians, Europeans and Australians. Generally speaking, Europeans are the tallest, which would imply the most meat per kill. However, groups such as the French may be just as fat as the Americans.
I suppose it all depends on whether you like your steak leaner or fattier. If you like steaks like the New York, you might try Asian Rice Farmer steak. If you prefer steaks like Filet Mignon, perhaps Robust Italian Winemaker steak would be more to your liking. Either way, it's just meat.
That is why finals are bad.
They make people look like steak.
And hands look like the chicken I had for lunch.
Hrm.
I haven't been around for forever...
Well.
Anyways, I have a beautiful something to share with all of you (well, mostly Anita, 'cause she's the only one left reading, lawl) today. :) 'Tis the culmination of my 8.5 school years of education.
Well, I was relieving my hand of a writing cramp from the Spanish final by pulling my thumb backwards, and was remined of the chicken leg I ate for lunch. That sent me on a whole new path of ideas...
How would a human taste? I'll use steak-style cooking to compare. When choosing a steak, you want a piece between an inch to two inches thick that is cut against the flow of the muscle. It also has to have fat marble through it, or your beautiful, bloody steak will end up beef jerky. That said, there aren't that many places on a human body that have a 1.5 inch thick blop of msucle, considering that humans are smaller than cows.
Let me remind you that steak has to be a sizeable size, such as 8 oz. That, in a restaurant, would be considered 'normal', or small. That is the size of your heart. Or your fist. Which, I might add, is twice as thick as 1-2 inches. Meaning that it would be the width and length of two fists, which is actually pretty big...
A solid chunk of fat is revolting, but so is solid muscle. That rules out obese people and athletes. And of course, starving Africans cannot be eaten--it would be like cooking a cow with Mad Cow. A slice taken from the arm would be too small, and the stomach too fatty. Perhaps, like bacon comes from pig butt, we should cut a steak from a human butt.
That said, we must consider the type of human that would provide the most steak-like meat. Americans are too fat, no doubt. Having ruled out Africans already, that leaves Asians, Europeans and Australians. Generally speaking, Europeans are the tallest, which would imply the most meat per kill. However, groups such as the French may be just as fat as the Americans.
I suppose it all depends on whether you like your steak leaner or fattier. If you like steaks like the New York, you might try Asian Rice Farmer steak. If you prefer steaks like Filet Mignon, perhaps Robust Italian Winemaker steak would be more to your liking. Either way, it's just meat.
That is why finals are bad.
They make people look like steak.
And hands look like the chicken I had for lunch.
Hrm.
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