Mittwoch, November 30, 2005

KC sent me a letter and some pictures including this one...

road rage
God I miss driving and having a car... Biking everywhere sucks. Especially in the snow.

Dienstag, November 29, 2005

http://mm.dfilm.com/mm2s/mm_route.php?id=2697506

Montag, November 28, 2005

Miss

home

bad...

Freitag, November 25, 2005

Oh the joys of having a buddy.

Janelle: If we don't find your bike, you and I are over.
Kristian: My bike isn't there. That was my plan.
Janelle: So what was lunch? One last tryst?
Kristian: I wanted you to see you one last time and have you suffer through the cold because I knew you were gonna walk there.
Janelle: Hey, I kind of think you're an asshole.
Kristian: Well, I think you're an asshole too.

Mittwoch, November 23, 2005

My mom is really deadset on me having kids.
Mom: Janelle I don't care if you don't get married. I just want you to have kids.
Janelle: You don't mind bastard children? Like Miranda's mercy fuck on Sex and the City but unlike the show, I don't end up with Steve. What if your future grandchildren were courtesy of our local sperm bank?
Mom: Janelle I don't care if you don't get married. I just want you to have kids.

Janelle: Today I dropped Herbert (my computer) and I almost cried. That's my baby.
Mom: You call that your baby but you don't want kids?
Janelle: Why have kids when you have a computer?

Mark told me I didn't have a heart of gold.
Janelle: What have I done to you besides shower you with love and affection?
Mark: You told Jackie to strip me of my clothes while I was sleeping and to put them in the freezer.
Janelle: Well, BESIDES that.

A few days ago I told Cindy I wasn't in a pie making mood
Cindy: It's not about the pies. It's about US.

Peter and I were discussing the difference between Taco Bell and siblings
Janelle: They're practically the same thing.
Peter: Yeah, you're right. Sometimes, I call my sister Taco Bell.

Montag, November 21, 2005

Last month my phone bill was 112 euros because I went on vacation and made calls up the wazoo. This month I was looking forward to a cheaper bill.

My phone bill for this month is 91 euros. I only talked on the phone 35 euros worth. I was charged 18 euros for text messaging because I went over the limit, 17 to reconnect my phone because I fucked up my bill last month and 12.60 in taxes.

I hate o2. More importantly, I hate cell phone plans in Germany.

Sonntag, November 20, 2005

It's hard to believe that a hardcore gangster like me has any fears but I do. I am absolutely TERRIFIED of birds. All because of this film.

Freitag, November 18, 2005

a day will come when I want off that ride.

Mittwoch, November 16, 2005

I always feel happier after hearing this...


Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, nevermind, you won't understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded, but trust me in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind: the kind that blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts; don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive; forget the insults. (if you succeed in doing this, tell me how).

Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives; some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of Calcium. Be kind to your knees -- you'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40; maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.

Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body: use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it; it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance...even if you have no where to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions (even if you don't follow them).

Do not read beauty magazines; they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents; you never know when they'll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings: they're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but what a precious few should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps and geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.

Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old; and when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse, but you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you are 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia; dispensing it is a way of wishing the past from the disposal--wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and recycling it for more than it's worth.

Dienstag, November 15, 2005

Lately I've been missing home a lot but yesterday was sooo awesome. First off, I found out I got a 1200 euro scholarship. Vivian also got one so you could imagine how excited we were. After the gym I got a call from Kristian and we decided to meet at 8pm for dinner. We ate at Villa Cuba and just chatted up a storm. I asked him if guys really pee sitting down and yes, they do. I still can't wrap my head around that. Really great dinnertable conversation, I know. Anyway, we're hanging out again on Wednesday and I gotta say, I'm looking forward to it. =)

We might go to UniBall this weekend. I've been wanting to get dressed up and go somewhere for awhile. I'm pretty juiced.

Tonight I'm attempting to cook pancit. Wish me luck!

Donnerstag, November 10, 2005

I know, it's late but here is my fave pic from Halloween:

Sonntag, November 06, 2005

Not porno tongue. Church tongue.

playing: Brooks and Dunn- Ain't Nothing 'Bout You

So certain ports of mine got cut off again. You know, the important ones that allow me to go on AIM and check my UC Davis e-mail. All because I downloaded a 700MB. I THOUGHT I downloaded Saw II but no ladies and gentlemen, it was HOW HIGH. I lost my internet on account of How FUCKING High. Well, at least I can still surf the net. Who knows how long that'll last though. But like I always say, things could be worse. I could be held at gunpoint right now.

It's been quite awhile since my last real blog. Unfortunately, it's because nothing has happened that's worth writing about. I've been in school for three weeks now and it looks like I won't really be gaining anything from my classes because everything goes in one ear and out the other and I don't know what half of the words mean in my readings. My grammar and writing classes are fun though. The only two classes where I don't feel like a complete idiot. They will also be awesome GPA boosters. =)

Last weekend was the Halloween Party which I'd say was a lot of fun. Hung out in Andrey's room for awhile and shared secrets like 7th grade girls- pinky swearing and everything. Met some new people like this guy named Robert who was super trashed and probably doesn't remember our conversation. At one point he asked me what nationality Ren from Ren and Stimpy is. He even did an imitation to refresh my memory.

I haven't gone out in awhile and I'm okay with that. I don't have the money anyway. Nor do I have the energy. I'm all danced out. Tonight we watched Saw and The Wedding Singer. Even though I don't wanna get married or have kids, it's still heartwarming to see people "grow old together". =)