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|Monday, February 2nd, 2009|
plans for today:
shower. ice leg. spider genocide. vitamin d break.study stata. vitamin d break. apply for scholarships. vitamin d break. go to QM. gossip girl.
thank g-d for understanding professors. i'm so lucky. perhaps its karma for trying hard and taking portuguese class seriously. well, now that my karma slate is wiped clean, better start building some up again.
|Thursday, December 25th, 2008|
|Two small rants and two major pluses!
1. Leggings are not pants! for the love of g-d put on some freaking pants!
2. I want to be gamed. definition. To game. To use your game to charm me into wanting to be your girlfriend...or atleast make out.
1. I got a waffle maker for hannukkah. BALLER!!!!!
2. My mom wants me to use her air france miles. 100,000 miles!!!!! where or where shall i go?? Current Mood: awake
|Friday, December 19th, 2008|
I do not feel that facebook is an appropriate means to express your inner emotions. I like vague status updates, not "OMG look at how proud I am because I got this GPA" type updates. If you do this, I will judge you.
|Friday, November 14th, 2008|
|why my grad school is better than yours.
In case you haven't already heard through the grapevine, the first years are taking their first QM1 midterm tonight from 6:30 to 9:30. When they stagger out of the test freshly bruised and battered we will be standing right there in the heart of IRPS with a cold keg to congratulate them on surviving.
All the details have been handled - beer, permit, cups, munchies - all we need is you. So get off your butt and come on out to IRPS. Be there before 9:30 so that we can meet them in style.
See you soon!
|Thursday, November 13th, 2008|
|estoy aburrida, pero no soy....
me gusta helado, me gustas tu
me gusta futbol, me gustas tu
me gusta sacar buenas notas, me gustas tu
me gusta portugues, me gustas tu
me gusta cereal, me gustas tu
me gusta osos polares, me gustas tu
me gusta mi hermano, me gustas tu
me gustar ganar, me gustas tu
me gusta ligar, me gustas tu
me gusta youtube, me gustas tu
me gusta londres, me gustas tu
me gusta copiar letras de manu chao, me gustas tu
me gusta cafe, me gustas tu
me gusta espana, me gustas tu
me gusta monos, me gustas tu
me gusta granada, me gustas tu
me gusta bloges escondidos, me gustas tu Current Mood: relaxed
|Thursday, November 6th, 2008|
it's hard to continue doing quartile quartile plots, standard normal distributions, and stratified samples when all you want to do is sleep. grad school really takes a toll on my nap time...and anybody who knows me can attest that i need a good amount of sleep to function, and even more to function and NOT act like an agitated bitch all the time.
yup, grad school is hard. Current Mood: sleepy
|Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008|
|Rants: On ridiculous intramural teams
So....because I am so stressed out from school and lacking sleep, little things tick me off. Today's example, the stupid team we played in Volleyball.
I may have been lame as an undergraduate, but I can guarantee you I was NEVER this lame. The volleyball team had an organized clap. After every each time they scored a point, some guy would yell "one, two!" and then they would clap twice in unison. WHAT THE FUCK. Your cheer isn't even a cheer, or funny. Next they were really fucking good. If you have knee pads, an organized cheer, and PLAYS (yes plays!) get the fuck out of the lowest level. Next, a kid had on a beanie. Who the fuck wears a beanie while playing indoor volleyball. I get that the ice caps are melting, but let's be real, we're in San Diego, it's 75 degrees outside- leave your beanie at home next to your stuffed polar bears. Next,one of the spandex clad girls on their team had to stand in a model like position the whole time. I'm not against spandex while playing volleyball, but to stand with your hand on your hip with your ass cocked out as if you were trying out for AMNTM, please. Tyra doesn't care and you look stupid.
that felt good.
|Monday, May 12th, 2008|
|help me score
So there is this hot guy at my gym. not only does he have a good hair cut (no mullet, thank goodness) he was wearing a Rancid shirt, meaning he likes good music. Oh and he works out, obviously.
I was thinking about what to say...other than "come here often?" or "nice guns." When I realized that I'm pretty useless at talking to dudes I don't actually know. Every guy that i've dated, or semi dated, or, well, you know, yeah, have been friends of friends of my friends. is that weird?
yeah, so i'm going to talk to this hot gym dude. but wtf do i say?!
|Thursday, May 1st, 2008|
Today I received a death threat. I wasn't scared, though. It came from a three year old boy i'm trying to teach english, too. When I asked him to share the ball, he said no, I said please, he said no, I said it's my ball, he said, i'll kill you. Then he proceeded to color the ball with markers. When I said I was going to tell his mother, he colored my sweater and skirt. So I told his mom, and then the kid cried for 15 minutes.
the things I do for 15 euros.
|Monday, April 7th, 2008|
The controversy surrounding the olympics are taking people by surprise. Officially, the games are supposed to be free of political stigma. This goes back to the ancient Olympic games when city states would stop fighting to compete. It worked pretty well back then, but now not so much. Sport is one of the politicized methods of diplomacy and denying it is pretty stupid. There are many times when sport has been extremely effective:
1. Divestment campaign from South Africa.
2. Ping Pong Diplomacy.
3. Boycott of the games during the Cold War.
4. East Timor in the Olympic Games for the first time.
5. Korea being represented as a unified nation- not two countries.
So let's see how these Olympics turn out. China's a place with an immense treasure of culture and history...and a lot of people! Let's see how the Chinese use the Olympics. Propaganda for the present or a tribute to the past?
Interesting note- every country who has ever hosted an Olympics has later turned into a democracy.
I can't wait!!!!!
|Saturday, February 16th, 2008|
|On why he has not called.
All of these are acceptable excuses for not calling me back:
"Dear Netta, I'm sorry I didn't call you back. I meant to the second I received the message, however, I couldn't call you because:
1. I was busy accepting a noble prize for my groundbreaking work in s.e. asia studying the interdependentness of ecosystems.
2. I jumped into a pool to save a drowning child and my phone was in my pocket.
3. I was busy learning english for you. I didn't want to call until I was ready to praise your beauty, wit, and charm in your own language.
4. I was busy travelling to the United States buying you peanut butter, chinese chicken salad dressing, awesome reef sandals, and reese's pieces. I've just returned.
5. The siberian tiger I was trying to tame accidently ate my phone. It was either me or the phone."
|Monday, January 21st, 2008|
I'm sick...again....this time i've got pink eye, some killer flu, and a general feeling of "really!?!?! fuck it, I need a nap."
However, I think that i'm going to start volunteering with the local chapter of OxFam....which is sick in its own sense.
Also, I decided to you tube some stuff and I found a clip of Rx Bandits playing "Sell you Beautiful" The best part was that I was for sure at that concert!!! I really miss going to shows.
|Sunday, January 20th, 2008|
|guapos, no puede ser!!!!
Mira, finalmente he encontrado guapos en Santander. Existen! aunque no tenia ganas de hablar con ellos, me alegre muchisimo de saber que existan. joder! finalmente!
|Monday, December 24th, 2007|
|getting back to my town.
When I got home I immediately went home to shower and get ready for an amazingly long and satisfying nap. There's something special about coming home to your own bed and getting eaten by your down comforter. Contrary to popular belief, it can get pretty cold here at night, about 40, and my room has no heater.
That riveting morning I woke up at 3:40 and watched saved by the bell reruns until, I sadly had to be intellectual and read because some crappy movie came on instead. So I read until I fell asleep again. until eleven, a much more Spanish hour to rise.
I've started working at my old restaurant again and it's pretty fun. The people are really nice and outgoing.
And last night I went to Universal City Walk to see the Brian Setzer Orchestra with my brother. IT was amazing. A sensory playground.
|Tuesday, December 4th, 2007|
dammit, the real world is upon me again. I suped up my resume and then had it bashed to pieces by my dad. Grad school applications are in season! hooray. not. aaah, estress.
|Saturday, November 24th, 2007|
aparently I am still alive and kicking! Santander is quite a city- not as impresionante as Granada, but really what else is? Be prepared to be dissapointed if you compare places with Granada.
My spanish is mejorando un poquitin,but not as much as i'd like. I think that as my spanish improves, my english gets worse. Apparently its a zero sum game.
Well, that's it for now! yeah....
|Sunday, July 29th, 2007|
Here are two brilliant ideas that were mentioned last night:
1. Pretending its a bachelorette party when you go out with friends.
2. Starting a bar called "The Frat House" at which you can play a variety of drinking games.
and in other what the fuck the news, "I still think you are really really beautiful" can we all say "what the fuck?!?!?" i mean really after SEVEN years.
|Thursday, July 12th, 2007|
well, time has come to reevaluate goals.
is it bad that my number one goal for the summer is to get drunk and make out? this is ofcourse followed closely by work hard and make money.
|Sunday, June 24th, 2007|
A hot dude thinks i'm cool. YES! and he didn't ask me to study the bible, thank goodness!
Details to come if anything happens!
|Saturday, June 23rd, 2007|
So, I finally saw a cute boy at el camino. He came up to talk to me, so I was thinking "this is sweet! yesss....I win!" Do you know what he says? "Would you like to study the bible?" No. No thank you!
In other news, I'm pretty sure that being in a band makes you about 3million times better looking/ appealing. Time and time again this has been proven! You may be dumb as fuck in some regards, but if you can beat the shit out of a drum set, sing me a sweet-ass song, or bust a face-melting guitar riff, chances are I want to have sex with you...well, more so than before. Being a music god would even make up for asking "what's the european union?" I mean honestly, if you don't even knwo what the EU is, that's fucking ridiculous- buuuuuuuut, write me a song about it, and it's cool.
As soon as I charge my camera I will begin photoblogging. I know that you are all so excited to hear about my ever not so exciting life!
Anybody possibly want to go see Kinetix with me???? yes?