Happy Birthday to Romina and Claire!!!YEY!!!

Despite the fact that I am now 6 months in to my 18th year of life, my mother still treats me like I'm 5. This morning I went to a doctor's appointment and my mother insisted on coming in to the appt. with me. While we were waiting I was like, Mom, after this am I going to be able to go to the doctor by myself? and she was like, we'll see, because you don't tell me what they say. I was thinking; you don't need to know every freakin detail ... if there is something wrong, you'll know! GRRRR. Clearly my "mommy" isn't going with me to college (I think I'd kill myself if she did...) Will she then finally realize that I'm capable of fending for myself? AHHHH

Immature people have no place in my life ... so to whom it may concern: regressing back to freshmen year my work for you, but not for me. And all I have to say is good-bye and farewell.

After a hiatus, the tears came again. Go figure. Just when I thought everything was getting better...

How to be politically correct with women

She is not a BLEACHED BLONDE - She is PEROXIDE DEPENDENT.

She is not a BAD COOK - She is MICROWAVE COMPATIBLE.

She does not wear TOO MUCH JEWELRY - She is METALLICALLY OVERBURDENED.

She is not CONCEITED - She is INTIMATELY AWARE OF HER BEST QUALITIES.

She does not want to be MARRIED - She wants to lock you in DOMESTIC
INCARCERATION.

She does not GAIN WEIGHT - She is a METABOLIC UNDERACHIEVER.

She does not TEASE or FLIRT - She engages in ARTIFICIAL STIMULATION.

She is not DUMB - She is a DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY.

She is not TOO SKINNY - She is SKELETALLY PROMINENT.

She does not HAVE A MUSTACHE - She is IN TOUCH WITH HER MASCULINE SIDE.

She does not HATE TELEVISED SPORTS - She is ATHLETICALLY IGNORANT.

She has not BEEN AROUND - She is a PREVIOUSLY ENJOYED COMPANION.

She does not WEAR TOO MUCH PERFUME - She commits FRAGRANCE ABUSE.

She does not GO SHOPPING - She is MALL FLUENT.

She is not an AIR HEAD - She is REALITY IMPAIRED.

She does not get DRUNK or TIPSY - She gets CHEMICALLY INCONVENIENCED.

She does not get FAT or CHUBBY - She achieves MAXIMUM DENSITY.

She is not COLD or FRIGID - She is THERMALLY INACCESSIBLE.

She does not WEAR TOO MUCH MAKEUP - She has reached COSMETIC
SATURATION.

She does not NAG YOU - She becomes VERBALLY REPETITIVE

Get ready to let your sunflower face the sun!

It's amazing how time can feel different in different situations. Take, for example, a hour long massage. Those will be the shortest 60 minutes of your life. Yet, take those same 60 minutes, and instead of being papmpered, you're listing to Ms. Jacobsen drone on in a foreign language. Those turn in to the longest 60 minutes of your life.

We have 36 days left of school. In retrospect, that is incredibly minimal. But, for people, like myself who just can't wait for school to be out, those 36 days feel like an eternity. But ask me in 35 days, and I'll tell you they went by with the blink of an eye.

Prom is fast approaching-- 20 some days. To me, that feels like we still have eons of time to figure everything out. But, as always, those 20 some days will go by faster then I expect.

I don't recommend to anyone to assume that time is so far in the future. In my case, I have fallen in to a big problem of procrastination which has led me to a lot of last minutes unnecessary stress. Blah is all I have to say.

This stupid cold is taking the better part of me. I'm going to go blow my nose...

The movie Miracle was wonderful. Thanks to the SLP boys hockey team, I've come to really enjoy the sport and got really in to the movie. As with the Mighty Ducks, the movie was much more enjoyable for me with the whole Minnesota aspect of it. Some of the fast camera changes made me think I was in a video game, but that was my only critisism. Go see it (it's $2 at Hopkins), if you haven't already.

Congrats to the girls Lax teams! Way to start off the season!

The play at school is coming together, I think. I actually haven't watched any of the rehearsals cuz I've actually been doing stuff for this play. It feels really good. And I'm enjoying myself a lot more in this play. My legs are really sore from squatting and painting the floor, yes, the floor. It's teal and white squares. I'm quite proud that we pulled it together. Come see it, just to humor me. And I heard that it's funny. And you get to see Jon R in tight jeans. And I don't mean cool, I mean, hugging his legs. It's quite a sight to see.

Cina: I thought you said that you blogged. Where is it? Or did I miss-hear you?

I'm going to go eat cardboard. Then sleep forever and dream about bagels and doughnuts.

Ian: As much as some of us would like to throw it in our 'rents faces that we're adults now, the legalitly (is that a word?) does not mean you are an adult. You must act like one, to actually be one.

I'm not a slut.

Off to go to psy. And clean for Passover. Anything to put off psy.

It's kinda odd because usually, when I'm sitting at home all by my lonesome, I call my gal Al to see what she's up to. But she's on another continent. It's just something weird to get used to.

I had a lot of fun over at Misha's last night. Enough said.

I'm going to go sleep perhaps. Spring break is slipping away fast. Yet I'm not living it up. Hmmm..