DONE BUT NOWHERE NEAR IT..

I finally handed in my huge design process report today. Ugh, what a load off. I was stoked to get a parking spot RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY SCHOOL!!! My project even looked professional. Score, I hope... I was so happy to be done with it. You know, to be able to exhale. I had to sit through 2.5 hours of presentations. Can anyone say yawnnn?? Then my teacher shredded one girls report apart in front of all of us. Our jaws were hanging open. Definitely woke our asses up. We even got out early, but not before... enter the horror shrill-- dun dun dun.. My teacher handed down our new monster assignment. Im not loving my schedule this semester. Im sick of school.

Okay enough with the complaining. Im supposed to make you laugh right? WRONG. (Well, that just made me laugh.)

Lately, a few of my friends decided to tell me that they hate when I write "whatever" in a convo on aim or bbm or whatever.. Haha, oops. I guess its rude? I dunno, is it? Its usually a sign that im tired of the matter that we are discussing, or that im just in a bad mood. Is that so bad? I guess it is.. Ill need to think of a new term.

By the way does anyone else hate the word- Biotch? Who the hell made that one up? Eww, so annoying to see typed out and even dumber when said aloud, no? Hobag in my opinion is way better. Just sayingggg...

Oh and heres another tidbit for y'all, I stink when it comes to metaphors. I couldnt come up with a witty one if my life depended on it. Weird, because, normally Im quick with stuff. Metaphors not so much..

When I used the paper cutter in school today, I kept having this vision of me slicing my finger tip off while cutting my illustrations. The sound that machine makes is intense. So loud and scary. Totally the noise you think of when you think of one slicing ones finger off. It wouldnt go away. I was sure that I was going to lose a shard of something, luckily enough, there was no blood shed. Had there been, it totally wouldve qualified me for an extension though, no? I kinda want one of those things for my house.

Obsessed with this song lately. Goose bumps. Beautiful. I ♥ My Morning Jacket.

Bermuda Highway (Acoustic Version) - My Morning Jacket

OKKKAYYYYY

Ughhh.... yes I loved SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE, yes it was great, yes it deserved to win a few awards, but ummm hellooo??

Im exhausted from the darn movie.

OVERKILL like whoa. Danny Boyle is kind of adorable though. Um, yeah, hes the director.

Queen Latifah does not belong is royal blue taffeta - by the way.

I adore KATE WINSLET. Shes just has a way about her.. Such poise and grace.

Gd im in love with SEAN PENN. I want to have his babies. But does he really need to get political?

I couldnt be any happier with the results for best actor/actress.

IM TIRED.

UP/DOWN

The color orange
The smell of charcoal and wood burning.
Paint markers.
BBM convos with R.
Weekends in the city.
Sudoku puzzles.
A full tank of gas.
The fact that CONOR OBERST is coming out with a new album in May.
My niece.
My bed.
Vacations.
The people Ive met in school.
My sister in laws mispronunciation of names and words.
My loved ones duh.
Red nail polish.
Fiber one cereal, yeah its that bad.
Finishing a big project.
Office supplies.
Hugs and kisses.
Hearts.
Emoticons.
Rose scented candles.
Boxed goods that come in the mail bearing my name.
Midgets.
Cotton candy.
The smell of soap.
11x17 laser printer paper.
Smiles.
Holding hands.
Record players.
Singing.
Music.
Baking, cooking and seeing the faces of those who enjoy my finished products.
Being called by my full first name.
Neat handwriting.
People who make me laugh.
Broken meters.



People who are CHEAP.
Parking tickets.
Yellow/red lights.
Sean Paul.
People who lie.
Expensive parking lots.
Judging.
Empty tissue boxes.
Cilantro.
Coffee.
Broken pencils.
Being late.
Bills.
Car trouble.
Socks with holes in them.
Waking up early.
Dirty mirrors.
Clothes at the dry cleaners.
Packing.
UNPACKING.
The word SOLD OUT.
Selfish people.
Rude waiters.
Dead batteries.
Mosquito bites.
Gossiping.
Blood suckers.
Pain in the asses.
Bad drivers.
Long lines.

Yep. Thats all for now.

SWAMPED TO THE NINES, BY MEANS OF A LIST...

1. I have no time for myself. Nothing. not a minute. Every hour of mine is accounted for and its frustrating. School is killing me-- along with life is general. Im tired. Im stressed. Im overwhelmed and Im writing about it.

2. I called BLICK today to tell them about the things that they forgot to put in my bag after yesterdays purchases. They say I need to come back- Ugh, what a pain.. Theres never parking over there unless its late at night. Thats where ill be tomorrow night after Picking up my sharpener and my portfolio book.

3. My mom keeps emailing me stuff about perspective opportunities for work involving writing, dating and other random stuff. Shes hilarious.

4. Im officially sick of plain yogurt. Barf.

5. This week is throwing me off due to the long Presidents day weekend. Tomorrow is really Thursday?? Weird.

6. I love red wine.

7. I love ELMERS spray adhesive. I dont love when it gets on my phone and fingertips. It NEVER comes off.

8. FEDEX/KINKOS is a rip off. Dont make color copies there. Unless that is, you dont mind paying $2.00 a copy for an 11x17 print.

9. I miss my niece. Its been like three weeks since Ive seen her. Way too long. I also miss you, S. Wish we had more time to hang.

YES DOZE...

Wow, this might just be a record here. I havent written in 12 whole days!!
I almost didnt write just now, due to the slow internet that is plaguing my house the last few days. I have zero patience lately. Ive just been so busy with school, work and just plain living, that any unnecessary lapse in time just wont cut it.

Im so tired but im jacked up on diet coke, which btw, is a big no-no on this diet of mine, that I just popped a TYLENOL PM. Its already kicking in due to the annoying lag on my internets part to load this page. Wow, this post isnt sounding very grammatically sound now, is it? Hi, is I love the woozy feeling, there?

This past weekend was a lot of fun. Kicked it with friends and enjoyed the downtime. Walking in soho in LOUBS killed my calves though on Sunday. Im still sore. Today, I hit new levels of cheese and wore a black bra under my white tee shirt. It felt super empowering and trashy. What?? I was lazy. Whatever, who cares??

I bought an electric pencil sharpener today for $30.00. For some reason, I refuse to take the plunge in buying the bad boy loud plug in kind because 89 bux is just way to much for a pencil sharpening device. Is anyone else with me here on this one? How can such a dumb little device be so freaking expensive? I think the govt needs to get involved it capping the price of these things!!

This is the 3rd battery operated one that Ive bought. Those things are garbage. Lets do the math here folks, shall we? Thats right! I pretty much couldve bought it from the get go. But no, Im stubborn and cheap sometimes. Anyway, I come home and start doing my homework in shading and perspective drawing, and go to whip out my new crappy sharpener, and guess what? The damn thing wasnt in the bag!! WTF?! AND I PAID FOR IT. Ugh.. Annoying. I sooo dont want to go back there tomorrow.

I guess im going to bed because my eyes are closing and I need to be up super early. Just wanted to check in and say hi. Hopefully ill get back into my groove.

BTW- IM OBSESSED WITH....

THE JUMP OFF by LIL KIM and TIMBALAND

GASP!! hip hop. I know. But, it was the song of the weekend. Thanks Z.

HOLLER, WORLDWIDE.

The Jump Off - Lil Kim/Mr Cheeks/Timbaland

IN THE ZONE..

As I sit here pretending to enjoy my afternoon "snack" of Goji Berry Trail Mix, I find myself wondering what exactly food is anymore. Food has pretty much become something I consume in order to survive. There is no pleasure left in eating. I am reduced to feeling elated over this trail mix, because it has cocoa seeds. Not chocolate, just a hint of a little something that tastes remotely sweet within this bitter mix of rotten raisins and some other super sour berry that makes me wince when I bite it. This does nothing to help the gaping hole in my inner cheek from accidentally biting it the other night. I guess I was that hungry... Jk- but seriously, dont you hate when you bite your cheek accidentally?? So yeah, this tarty gross mix burns my wound and yet im happy to be chewing...

Speaking of chewing and dentists, ya know, my last post and all.... I stumbled upon this video that had me in stitches. Tell me we havent all felt this way at one point or wish we always did feel this way...

SHOULD YOU NEED TO..

So my car has no windshield wipers, see last weeks post. Anywhoo, I called the dealership to bring it in for service and they said that they were backed up. What else is new? When are they ever not backed up? "Well, you can bring it in tomorrow (friday) but you wont have it back til Monday." The man on the phone said. "Oh no, that will never work, what will I do all weekend? Is it supposed to rain or snow? Do you know?" I asked. Suddenly I was making this man my gd, asking him to speak of the future. "No" he says. "Okay then, Ill bring it in Wednesday for same day service." I declared. Glad we got that settled, right?

WRONG.

This morning the snow came piling out of the sky. Chunks, flecks, babies, ya know, the whole nine. I had class and needed to get to the city. Luckily, my parents have an extra car that my little sister refuses to drive. THE VW BUG. Yep, thats right, "Hi, Dad, can I borrow the beetle?" Done and done. Yes, I hit the snow storm in a bug. No, Not very smart, but I NEEDED to get to class today.

So now.... Im used to driving a truck where im queen of the road, but- In this thing, not so much. I was a mere, well, beetle. Adjusting wasnt easy. When I hit a major intersection at a red light, I slammed on the brakes causing two other cars behind me swerving out of the way, speeding by and honking me, giving me the finger. The view from the rear view scared the living shit out of me. These cars seriously couldve finished me off at the speed they were going. Soda can crushed, style.


I could have DIED, no joke. Gd likes me lately. I love him too. But it was right then and there that I thought about myself getting so badly mangled in this car, where id be unrecognizable if they hit me.
It was then that I thought to myself, how would anyone identify me??

Well, guess what, fellow readers- Here are two things you need to know, If im ever ya know, in trouble, and you need to know that its the real me.. (Remember that movie OVERBOARD with Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell, when they kidnap her to their hillbilly family after she drowns at sea?? Then they need to identify her at the police station because she has amnesia?! Ugh, I loved that movie as a kid)

1. I have a beauty mark in the shape of a heart on my right foot, by the inner ankle area. Its a tiny one, but you can definitely see it. How freaking jealous are you??

2. On the inside of my lip, I have a ball, from when I was a little kid and had my first cavity filled in. They numbed my gums, which numbed my lip. I chewed the living shit out of my lip until I looked like bozo the clown and had to be put on antibiotics for 10 days for it. Yes, that made me a cannibal unwillingly. WHAT?? Kids should not get Novocain, at such a young age without their mouths being glued completely shut afterwards, til the numbness wears off. Just sayingg...
So yeah, that debacle left a small ball in my lip on the left side of my bottom lip. You cant feel it, but if youre looking for it, its there.

So now, if you didnt know, now ya know.

xo.