the wonderful world of jengy

a little insight into the complex, iron deficient, teeny mind of mine

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Location: San Francisco, California, United States

Wednesday, December 03, 2003

I have no voice. I lost it. Can you find it? I'll give you a Club Cracker!!

Who the hell is calling me @ two AM? All of these calls... crazy shit...

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

There's no donkey in Donkey Kong... he's a simian... Monkey Kong?

EVERYONE: wash your hands after you use the bathroom, especially if someone else is there... that's just gross... @ least rub your hands under running water so we can both pretend you're hygenically aware.

I sound like a frog... a frog who's chain smoking through a hole in my neck.

Someone called me fifteen times... from a blocked number... yay my very own stalker!

I'm sick.

Michael & I are going paste picking tonight. =) I hope I have tastebuds. I wasn't really hungry for lunch today so hopefully I'll be able to enjoy the food.

Sunday, November 30, 2003

I'm coughing. That'd be terrible if I got that new flu going around, the one that's more powerful than the one that can be contained by the simple flu shot. Terrible. I wouldn't mind so much if it was during winter break... but with two more tests, one more paper, and three exams coming up... not my cup of tea...

Wednesday... Cha & Guna & Michael came over for pre Thanksgiving dinner... with Thai food! And turkey! AnD BROWNIES!!! =) We made funn commentary over Spider Man's cameo in The Italian Job and trying to discourage my well-intentioned boyfriend out of his vote for wedding colour... (ladies, help me out here... I'm not going to have a GUNMETAL bouquet, alrite?)

OH! Earlier on Wednesday I had class... I grabbed a White Gummy Bear @ Jamba & ran into Charles, who followed me to my Politics class... where we were supposed to watch a movie to write a response paper too... cept the movie kept effing up so no paper for me! That led to me having breakfast for the first time here... it was alright. Not really. Then Charles' friend Angela sat with us & started talking about the mass genocide celebration that would take place the next day (Thanksgiving... the genocide of turkeys) & how her Stanford date can't differentiate between the addiction to smoking and the addiction to drugs.

Thursday... went to a relative's house in San Bruno... where one of the elders thought my sister was 21 & I was 9 years younger (do the math... that'd be... 12 HA!)... went to go see Lost in Translation over Cat in the Hat cotton candy... I don't think I got it... & visited my cousin's house in SF... he lives closer to SF state than he does to me... showed both of my cousins my piercings... ate CRAB! Which I indulged in, bc I can't with Michael bc he's allergic.

Friday... what did I do on Friday?? Went to the ATM, got more brownie mix... got a tree... then me & Michael headed towards Sacramento for a Kings game! My first NBA game ever, his second... so great, let me tell you... we basically had the "worst seats" but because Arco has no bad seats they were GREAT... so we clapped and watched and laughed over a couple slices of pizza, some garlic fries (SO GOOD), and a lot of Sierra Mist... and he ate all of the pink cotton candy which made me sad and a little memory memory of work... John stopped by our seats to say hello a couple of times... I miss him! I wish he wouldn't be bad...

-minor drama occured around this time- (aren't you proud Steph?? I actually had DRAMA! But I didn't enjoy it and it was [like all drama] unnecessary!)

Saturday... went to the Vacaville outlets with my family... discovered the new Burberry outlet which my sister made a purchase at... headed to Coach and my sister persuaded the parental units into my funn new black purse. In the dressing room of Ralph Lauren my sister assured me of my coveted winter gift that I eyed last weekend. So if it's not on my neck within two months, equals sad Jengy.

After getting some food @ Wendy's... my sis bid adieu as Michael picked me up for yet another fabulous holiday date... with Jami & Sean!!! I beat Michael in a game of air hockey... Jami & Sean kicked our asses in bowling... proceeded to Denny's (me & Michael's old late night kickit spot)... then headed off to Jami's house to gather round the table and play cards! So much funn... PUNK ASS BITCH! I know you all remember that! So much shit talking... hahaha...

Now it's Sunday... & in order to repent for my holiday misgivings I intended on visiting the Koret... but it's raining! & I, without umbrella, chose the safety of my bed instead. Holiday discretions indeed. Alright overpassing the century mark... TERRIBLE. NO MORE SODA. Jamba has more calories tho, doesn't it?

=) My little brother called me I think on Tuesday. Fabulous conversation.

I'm craving Jamba orange juice. This is the longest I've gone without Jamba. The torture.