Did I ever tell you that I harbor a secret wish to be a Saber Kitten? Shameful I know but in senior year of high school, I'd hear those radio ads about if you're 18 years of age (which I was), I could be a Saber Kitten. I hella wanted to be one. It's still... it's like, "the one that got away", if it was a guy, you know? Plus, their color is green, right? HELLO, green has only been the sole color of school spirit for me since I was five!! It was MEANT TO BE. Probably not. Maybe if I went to Santa Clara. I think I also like the degrading sound of being a cheerleader of a certain team... Saber Kitten... Royal Court Dancer... Gold Rush Cheerleader... you have your own title, you know? "Hi, my name is Jennifer. I'm a Saber Kitten." =) It would be such a great converstaion starter. Sigh. If only...

I was half kidding, by the way. Indoor football, that'd be funn tho.

Speaking of having your own title... well, I just tried typing it & it sounded silly. Whatevs, just ask me later. I'll tell, I promise. Well, it depends on the question. If it's pertinent to what I just said, then I'll tell. Are you still following me??

I'm trying to watch the Bedford Diaries right now because I like Milo. He's got that great rebel-ly voice, very viva la revolution with my bored I'm too cool for school-esque ness. I plan on watching Top Chef later too... it's not the same as Project Runway, which is like, ten times better, partly because there's Heidi Klum & Tim Gunn, bc I heart them... but Top Chef takes place in San Francisco, and I heart San Francisco too.... despite the crazy people who yell after me and the thornyness of Golden Gate Park and the evil parking that's started too many grumpy fights between me & the bf... I still heart it because of Wishbone & Tutti Fruiti & Park Chow & Tart to Tart & Genki & King of Thai & Mitchell's & all of the things that I have yet to discover.

SO tired of the rain. Showers will be subsiding next week! Now I don't feel so bad my two week old umbrella just broke. Thank you, Mr. Old Navy.

and another secret guilty pleasure... & maybe I should partly thank my roommate for this... Disney channel. it's not just High School Musical... it's the suite life of zack and cody aka ross and adam sandler's children. and sometimes Raven. Minus Orlando Brown. I can't handle him... "super-cali" my ass, man.

Time is going by too fast. Things just need to slow down so I can relax. Since when did I need a break from everything so constantly?

chawesome, the doggie commercial also has the black power ranger in it. good stuff. I like the MythBusters commercial where Bigfoot has a French Canadian accent. "I am how you say... fuh-reeked out!". Hilarious.

wow. not feeling bedford so much. a little dumb. and I'm not saying it in that way that everyone on MySpace is saying it (I'm not anti-e40. sprinkle me, captain save a ho. burn rubber. THATS where it's at).

I want to see Stick It... it's bring it on but gymnastics instead. and it's the girl from life as we know it, ohh i heart that show a lot a lot. so yes. hilarious. looking forward to it.

i had a mini panic attack today. felt like throwing up... very nauseous... i didnt do so hott on my first test today bc i studied the wrong stuff... studied for the questions that weren't asked, unfortunately... i hate when i end up doing that... but yeah, while I was in between, studying for my next test... felt v. sick... and then the next midterm just lasted forever ever, and the girl next to me was driving me crazy bc she wrote loud and her pen or her bracelet or ring or something just kept clinking the table, and she would flip pages really loudly... whatever man. @ least i felt good about that material, i just wanted it to be over with tho so i could lie down and feel better and restore my sanity.

i cooked. sanity restored.

jenna jamison looks really good as a brunette. im watching vh1. im just saying, is all!

there were things that i wanted to say. i forgot. sorry man. oh cha, i have those japanese chewy candies in mango. i heart them.

im stressing out. overwhelmed with upcoming end of the year business. afraid of summer. afraid but eager for next semester... i just want it to be august already. i haven't really enjoyed summer in awhile anymore, bc of the whole work thing. it's a lot of work, staying elitist and feeding the habits. the downsides of expensive taste. i think that at one point i was even contemplating a back to school reward for me, some sort of shopping therapy, but it's slipped my mind right now. unfortch.

oh. yes. the stress... a frozen bellini right now would be great. or a midori sour. is it bad that i feel the need to have some alcohol to de-stress? probably. but i could be doing it instead of blogging about it.

happy birthday mandy moore. i know you're ashamed of your bubbly early work, but that does not stop me from secretly playing "quit breakin my heart" and "i wanna be with you" to my heart's desire.

ive been thinking too much lately. i wish i could just stop and sleep. be done with it. i care too much... i think i feel bad too much. what happened to that time where i realized what my priorities were and i didnt sweat the lil isht so much... i miss those days...

my head spins.

I have two midterms tomorrow... and instead of being hermit status, or being super planner by studying earlier, anticipating my non-hermit weekend plans... I am where I am now... with note cards that are complete but nowhere near where I should be... I know this isn't grammatically correct... I'm saving that for the... three plus two plus five... ten essays I will be writing tomorrow of various lengths and subjects... shrub ecosystems, the Vietnam War, detente, beach ecosystems, redwood forests, wave shock, Cuban Missile Crisis, the Soviet Union, East Central Europe, the Big Bend and reverse fault lines...

and I will still be making time to watch Grey's Anatomy. Hellooo, Chris O'Donnell... wait. Repeat? Even better... now I can really study & half listen at the same time... my productiveness at its highest. I'm so against those people who don't think that you should listen to your ipod @ work... as long as you don't need to be listening to other people on the phone or at a mtg or something... why not... esp when there are people @ work that you'd really like to tune out bc they speak too loudly about asinine topics. seriously.

I did April Action community service yesterday and THORNS ARE BAD... lots of "battle scars" i.e. red scratches... usf sweaters are not conducive for gardening in Golden Gate Park... fyi.

that clever liz gately... first you reel me into that laguna beach non-eventful drama (I didn't think such a thing existed but you went and you did it!) and now... 8th and ocean... making it completely and utterly possible to be so completely beautiful on the outside but a horror as a person... yes I'm talking about you vinci... but you have such a damn perty face.

giada has hella white teeth. i just had to say.

I know, my priorities are a little whack, blogging and watching tv when I have two midterms tomorrow... & i didn't take off tomorrow morning to study like I probably should have. sometimes, im not sure when i should have faith in myself and when I shouldn't.

fidel castro. la basin ecosystem. mikhail gorbechev. old growth douglas firs. ho chi minh.

and i heart school. i really do.

and im still coughing up a lung. w.t.h. i also need to dye my hair. the two are unrelated. promise.

random. apologies. goodnight!