My throat hurts like a mother. Water, o j, tea... all hurts. Sadness. Phlegm is not my friend, is it yours?

I'm trying that wearing a scarf in my hair as a headband thing because my beloved blue comb is M.I.A. I've lost two combs in the last week... not one, but two. I'm mourning my loss.

Michael (my life, my reason for living, my breath, my soul... that was dedicated to you, 'anonymous' . sarcasm is my friend) is coming by today. Happy 33 Months!!

Went gallavanting with the roommate last night for some bonding bonding. Ran around downtown... it was her night tho, with the cookies and the shoes... but it was all funn. Anything with singapore shrimp rolls is funn. We laughed and cried (figuratively) over high school drama.

The cloth scrunchie. Why, in the name of passing trends, why??? Do people just not get the memo? It's like the fanny pack. Anything with the word "fanny" in it shouldn't be worn. That should be the rule... and I don't say this in the snobby way (altho it certainly comes across as such), just as to what is flattering on people or not... people can totally wear what I wouldn't and still pull it off bc it's like "Girl, you wear that, go ahead" type of thing... so it's not like that...

I wish I wrote for a glossy magazine.

Tell me why I'm dreaming about becoming a history teacher.

Register to vote! I did and it took less than ten minutes, I promise!!

testing....

The ex roomie made me a MySpace. I only like it cause of the picture ability.

See, okay, a day later... unofficially consulting (more like perusing, really) Glamour magazine (for media class... seriously), TV... altho I forget... Oh! Sex and the City... and going through some Xangas (no Stephie, I will not give in)... & then listening to this couple in my building scream expletives to each other and their windows are wide open and they're doing the ugly yell and people downstairs outside are actually stopping to look up at all the hoopla... it's a classic lover's spat, college edition)... I've come to the realization that...

- i have a close, tight knit family who often jokes around with each other and makes funn of each other
- i have friends who, while we may have grown apart, still think of each other fondly & like to see each other whenever we can, and still have pictures of one another and memories of going trick or treating and getting hit on with some tootsie rolls and pretending that we were in that Next video (did we really know what they were singing about, by the way) and making cookies with too much salt (cough cough CHA cough)
- i'm getting my learn on in this incredible city with incredible views seen from the one hundreth stair on Lone Mountain
- i have a boyfriend who i've gone through hell and back with, and all i can say damn that was funn can we do it again? and look at my poker face ::giggles and waves excitedly::

My life isn't bad. Most of the time it's far from it. And if people can't handle it and my gushing about it... it's not my problem.

Heading downtown with the roommate tomorrow... & hopefully Guna will come visit. I wish I had more visitors. I also want to go to the beach this week... can't say I miss Vallejo when it's hitting the century mark while I'm sitting pretty in my mid-70s city.

My politics teacher sucks. Jamie Callum, especially his first two songs on his album, does not.

Wow, people are mean. Whoever left the comment on the 8/31 entry... yes you're right. I did "manage to survive serveral years before I met him"... and I never said that I wouldn't if we ever did break up. Do people really read what sickens them? Probably why Britney Spears has so many hate sites & why the tabloids chase her around while making a mockery out of her life. Oh well. People hear what they want to hear and choose not to listen what doesn't fit into their perspectives. I do it too.

As for your "honestly... what is that???". What is what? Too sickening for you? Sorry. I know that there's worse than what I said out there... why I'm being picked on by "anonymous" doesn't make sense, in my opinion. But that's ok.

Sorry if I'm not supposed to respond like this to mean msgs left for me. I've forgotten how to do it. But last time I checked, I wasn't holding a gun to anyone, making sure they read my blog, no matter how sickened they are by it. I can't say I don't care... by writing this entry, it obviously shows I care enough to respond. But I also can't say that I mind criticism... as long as it's constructive... like Republicans. I can talk to them as long as they make sense by what they're saying. Like Sean & John. (PS I miss you both. You were some of the best guy friends I made in high school).

As I said before, sorry for this entry. It's my immediate response... so of course it's verbose and filled with whatever's in my head at the moment.

Harrow. When's the last time I posted? Oh well.

UHM... Thursday night Michael swung by, picked me up... stopped by Hilltop... headed home... Andrew barbequed... mmm... then me & Michael watched Lion King 2. Interesting. Cheap songs.

Friday... me & Michael ran some errands altho I really don't remember what they are right now... and then we ate @ Pasta P... then me & mom ran some errands... actually I could be lying, I think she slept a little... it's hott in your city Michael. My parents took me to old Tony's... bleck. Me & Michael then ate leftovers and watched TV... Tuscany pretty.

Saturday... went to Oakland Chinatown with the parents... my fellow yellow people were mean on that day... anyways... afterwards got ready for the cotillion... me & Michael went to go take pictures... (so if you want one, pls ask... I don't wanna be that kind of person who goes around giving pictures of herself to people... =X ) cotillion funn... Michael's family cracks me up... Sammy's hilarious, Michael. Michael didn't dance with me. =( Sadness. Afterwards, Michael dropped me off @ Roo's, where I ate lasagna and watched the finale of 90210 and played with the child that does not grow, Pewter Xiao.

Sunday me & roo hung out... dropped off the baseball tickets to mes parents (John Chambers CEO bomb ass tickets, albeit in the sun)... hit up Sunvalley, Costco, Target, & Cha Am. Got restless in the evil heat (it's hott in your city Michael)... she left & I went to the movies with Michael... Hero's sad. Pretty colours. Went back home to eat Quiznos (mmm toasty) & mango sorbeto while watching Poker Championships. He taught me how to play Texas Hold 'Em with cassettes instead of poker chips and then I beat him with a flush or a straight (take your pick). It was cool. He got down on his knees and everything. The agony of defeat. But he was proud that the student became the teacher... or somethin like that grasshopper.

Came back to USF today... went to Clement with the parents... then they hung out in my room to watch the Deustche Bank championships. Congrats Vijay.

I'm a little vanilla today aren't I? It's a chill day. Politics quiz tomorrow. I'm feeling premenstrual even tho I'm not... in the sense that I have the munchies, not the sense where I'm mean. I love me some green veggies. OH I got Jamie Callum for 8.99 @ Target. Score.

Guna, when are you visiting?? Let me know whatsup whatsup.