i finally finished all my papers for this week. i have one more paper to deal with for ISQM, but that should be okay. the rest of the finals.. who knows? i’m drinking tonight. :)
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i seem to be stuck typing this neverending “strategic audit” extra credit paper for my management 409 class. for a split second i thought this was the price i have to pay for greed. what a tricky guy, dr. gale. but alas, i screwed my midterm and i need the points. here i am, pawning myself to the educational system that is just about to drive me over the edge..
how much longer will it last?
played for the last time at open mic tonight. it was pretty chill, played with andre and JJ. although we wanted a more solid sound setup, it was still a good gig nonetheless. oh well. i just wish i could’ve done this more…
oh, and i randomly decided to go with andre to brasil the day after graduation. now how random is that. out of the blue. this is the peak of spontaneity.. and with that click of the mouse button, i’ve decided to travel around the world. :)
but what’s creepier is spending 3 hours at the basement of hilton trying to make sense out of a balance sheet that harbors 3 circular references amongst all the entries. talk about mind boggling. of course i spent more time afterwards in the study lounge, bugging ponts and playing our “game” of psychological torture. at one point i stuck the gum she threw at me in her hair, and she retaliated by proceeding to kick my knee inwards. my friends do love me, eh? ;) poink!
what will beat the quote of the week?: “i feel like punching this flat screen and seeing how not flat it gets!” -andre on share repurchasing programs of AZO. fun times, baby.
i don’t know why i’ve never heard of this before, but its one of the greatest truths there is.. “everything is always, and never the same.” good call, alana :)
and i am terribly in love with my neighbor’s martin.
and in a month, i’m out of loyola forever. how good does that sound? how bad does that sound? what DO i hear?
alana and i watched open mic tonight, where to our horror, the girl sitting in front of us had half of the entire length of her butt crack exposed. they said SARS was contagious, but dude, that was a health hazard if i’ve ever seen one. of course she decided to go commando in her jeans – there was just no way that any form of underwear would slip lower, with the sheer amount of buttcrack we saw. and why did alana have to bring up the image of that old lady in puerto vallarta who had ass hair? which was so long, i would actually have paid one of those peddlers to braid her ass hair for her. not to be mean or anything.. it was just an extremely odd image. weird situations call for weird comments i guess. i just hope it doesn’t happen to me. *cross fingers*
had an interesting conversation with alana. i feel that she’s somewhat of a real psychologist, and its beginning to really interest me how they think. of course the schmuck thinks i’m not strong enough to deal with whatever she thinks of me, and basically told me to figure out my life myself. well, where’s the fun in that?? although there must be some fun in trying to nitpick your brain and ego yourself, but i think that marks the onset of going crazy. and for some reason, talking about myself makes me feel selfish in a weird way anyway. maybe she was right, why do i even bother? agh.
very interesting weekend, it was ellen’s birthday on thursday and hung out with a few deutscheland kids at harry o’s. on friday was the theta formal with breanne, that was interesting as well. i had fun, i’ve never been on a formal and it was an experience. actually i was glad i was with bri, cos its not awkward to go with her and its all fun :) funny thing was that it was on fantasea one, the same boat that my sister had her reception at for her wedding.
today, i finally made it to amoeba records with alana, deidra and becky, and hoarded a few CDs. i got the CDs that i should’ve gotten a long time ago: smashing pumpkins – pisces iscariot, the singles soundtrack, ben harper – fight for your mind, kula shaker – peasants pigs and astronauts, and gomez – in our gun. the whole weekend i’ve been listening to a lot of smashing pumpkins, i just think billy makes simplyamazing music, in the most fundamental and artistic sense of the term.
well, now with this damn daylight savings crap, its now close to 4am. will i ever get to bed early and wakeup early like normal people do? but why be normal.. when at the end of the day you’re still yourself anyway. hmmmMm. Ü