Wednesday, May 7

1 down, 1 to go!

I am beyond relieved. My 10 pg paper is complete. I turned in everything today at 9 am. After i turned everythign in, i came home to nap. During my short lived nap, i dreamed that she gave me an A! That would be so fab if it were true. Now all i have to do is worry about my paper on Weddell Seals. I'm afraid of this paper because my professor is a hard-butt grader. I hope he'll cut me some slack and give me an A. For lunch, i went out with my professor. He's such a darling. Every time we grab lunch, it seems that it rains. We decided to eat at a little place at The Domain called Jasper's. Since i wasn't feeling so well and it was drizzling, we did the whole valet thing. It was so nice. The food there was great and the service was excellent. The whole experience was charming. When i came back, my brain was still fried from last night so i plopped down in front of the t.v to de-stress. I watched the ending of August Rush (unsatisfying, btw) and a lot of non-sense t.v that totally fries your brain. Before dinner came by, my friend and i watched Keeping up with the Kardashians - Civil War. It was so funny to see Kim cry because Kourtney laughed at her "ugly crying face." That is so messed up. Everyone looks ugly when they cry, criers can't help themselves. I couldn't find anything to eat at dinner so i settled for some pesto pasta. I want home-cooked meals! I want rice! I want to use chopsticks!

THE situation: For privacy sake, i'm going to call her Cheetah. Cheetah broke up with her bf, Zebra. I asked Cheetah if she liked this other guy, Baboon. Cheetah says no and that they're just "really good friends." So i see pictures today with Cheetah and Baboon together that insinuate more than just friendship. What does this mean? Did Cheetah lie to me? It's always like that. I don't know the real reason behind her breakup with Zebra, but i think Baboon has something major to do with it. I would take things better if Cheetah wasn't so shady about things. I hate it when people do that. I expect honesty because that's all i ask of people. This wasn't the first time Cheetah did something like this. It was last summer when she pulled the same stunt. Cheetah and Zebra were going out, but Cheetah broke it off with Zebra because she found Duck. When Duck left the scene, Cheetah went back to Zebra. Sigh, i don't know why girls do this kind of crap. I'm tired of hearing bad stuff about Cheetah too. I just want to remember Cheetah as someone i once looked up to. Is that too much to ask? I suppose. People change.

Besides that, i'm really surprised that people read this blog. I love reading comments. It makes me feel super duper special. Since i'm still waiting for the stuff to come in, i can't do my mini-makeup tut for my friend. I guess i'll just have to wait till after school. I'm hoping to finish this paper today, but it doesn't look so likely. I'm just not motivated. The only problem is that i don't want to wait last minute and have to cram. My friends also want to do something Thursday to celebrate the end of the year. I don't know what we'll end up doing, but i'm sure it'll be fun. I love my girls. I'm writing my paper now, but i really needed a break. I'm already halfway done. The only thing is that i'm running out of stuff to write about. He expects us to apply what we learned in class to Weddell Seals and it's really hard because he's like the expert on those animals. Gosh darn. So if we write down one wrong thing, he'll know! There's no chance in me bs-ing this junk. Well, it doesn't matter because i'm already a horrible bs-er. I'm always when someone whips something out of their ass. Now, that is a handy talent.

I'm breaking out! I look really horrible. I have two pimples on my forehead, one on my cheek, and two near my lip area. Isn't that disgusting! The problem is i keep touching it! The more i touch the darn pimples, the more i aggravate it. So now, they are red, bumpy messes all over my face. I hate feeling splotchy. I don't know a good product to remedy this problem. If anyone knows anything, let me know. My friend keeps telling me to put toothpaste on my face, but i've already tried that years past. It did nothing besides leaving me smell minty fresh. Sigh. There are several reasons for my health afflictions: sleep and water deprivation. For some reason, i've been drinking a ton of Dr. Pepper. Why is that? It's not good for my health and it's sure not good for my skin. This conundrum always makes me furrow my brow and sigh even more.

You know what else is nasty?! Rape and incest, rolled into one. That, my friend, is the Fritzl family case. This took place in a Austria. A 73 y.o man locked his 18 y.o daughter in a self-made dungeon for 24 years, where he continually raped her. How the hell did he manage that? Well, he told his wife that their daughter ran away. What amazes me, is that she believes him. He already fathered 10 children with his wife. As the guy abused his daughter for 24 years, he also managed to produce 7 more children with her. He took 3 of the 7 children to his wife, saying that their daughter left them at his doorstep. The remaining four stayed in the unlit dungeon, with no sense of the outside world, and witnessed the rape their mother endured. Now, the prisoned daughter is 42, but suffers from malnutrition. As a result, her hair is all white and she looks like shes 20 years older. [read more here] I don't understand how anyone can get away with this. I hope he gets what he deserves. I don't believe in mercy when it comes to this kind of human cruelty. I'm feel ashamed reading about this kind of thing. This is a human being inflicting pain on another human being. And it's not just any random person, it's his own flesh and blood. In his defense, the man said that people should take in consideration that he kept his daughter and the children alive. Well, they wouldn't be in a life/death situation if it weren't for him in the first place. What a jerk.

Cute picture of the day.


Awww, so sweet.

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