w e d 02.25.04 | 8:43 pm
was it playful and flirty or degrading and dirty?

mmmmmm raaaaarr arrrgggh meow. this week, my life is a complete disaster. yes. my room is also a complete disaster and usually, this wouldn't bother me so much except that i'm moving. tiffany, when are you moving? oh, you know, today until saturday. but i sure as hell ain't moving anything tonight in the rain. i guarantee you that much.

but that is all i can guarantee, friend. that is all. by the way, i haven't packed anything. nothing. nothing whatsoever.

moving is just a little perk in my life right now. i have a midterm in chemistry on monday which means i have to learn four chapters of it by monday cause jesus knows i haven't been learning since the last midterm. yeah, i do it to myself. i know.

and i have to go into work this week. what's the point of working anymore. in the past two weeks this will make one four hour shift. what is that? that's enough to buy some groceries i guess. and groceries help. i've pretty much eaten all the food to my name in this apartment.

i am that good. now i don't have to move any food. food? check.

i'm going to a clippers game with daddy on sunday so i am looking forward to that. and thursday should be eventful too. i am one busy lady. besides the anxiety attacks i've been having, things are going to be okay... i think. all i can think about is moving and my midterm. my head is pounding. so today i threw up my white flag and took a 2 hour nap. and now it is time for the muthafukkin' OC. ya heard?

t u e s 02.24.04 | 11:19 pm
a game of who needs who the worst.

if i had a pet, i would spoil him. today scout graduated from puppy school and i drove to three dog bakery and picked out the prettiest things for the prettiest little pup i know. scout is the best dog in the entire world and deserves pup cakes and bichon bars and a great big bone with her name written on it. shit, i hardly even spend that much money on myself for a full meal... let alone dog treats.

but i did.

and i did some other things today that are beyond me. i finished all of my homework that's due tomorrow by five pm. now what the hell is wrong with me. you know someone kidnapped me and replaced me with bot tiffany.

you know i called the one person i'm not supposed to call, that teera forbid me to call unless i get her permission, that i said i would not even think about until i turn twenty years of age.

it's like alcohol and gambling. by law you must come of age before you can do it legally. they do that because they think you don't know any better, like you can't control yourself, like you don't know what's good for you so let's just keep it away. i'm over it. really. and i'm into bed earlier than usual for some much needed sleep.

what's wrong with casual sex?

m o n 02.23.04 | 3:42 pm
five-o says wazzzzzuppp

it's always good to get out of town. i have never experienced that which is san luis obispo mardi gras. it was totally hot. i mean, except that it was raining the whole time and i had to wear my eskimo coat whenever i left the house.

jenna is awesome. she was my guide and host. teera was my hamster. together teera and i were foreign exchange students. "iii no spik engles." we came. we shopped. we stole beer. we reigned supreme.

i have never been to a wal-mart before in my entire life. they just don't really have them near where we live. we are spoiled by the fancies of targét. i walk into this place and i see... mcdonalds. an optometrist. rifles. an entire craft section complete with fabric. $3 shoes. goldfish. and it is all cheap. and i am like... whatwhat? besides being the epitome of corporate america with sweat shops and non-union workers... i was blown away.

slo was rad with the party hopping until super senior guy wouldn't get off my case and kept trying to talk to me and i am like "dood, i just came to drink. that's it."

i have come to the decision that i'm a much better drinker when i've gotten sleep and haven't eaten pizza. something with that whole combination puts my tummy in a tizzy.

all was well until the five-o rolled up with their german sheps and pepper bombs arresting everyone left and right causing more violence and chaos than there was before.

but good times. now it's time for me to do actual work... i'm trying to remember how that goes. you know, kinda like being with a man. it's just been so long. i just want to say that i only have one month left before i am no longer a teen. that thought right there is down right frightening.

s u n 02.22.04 | 11:32 pm
la fine settimana comincia il giovedi

i am practicing my italian on you. is it working? is it winning you over? are you smitten kitten? it means: the weekend starts on thursday. and it did. it really did. school has been thrown into the backseat of my life. almost anything else has priority over school and something is telling me that this is not how it is supposed to be... but for me this is just how it has to be right now. yes.

my friend anna is just... i can't explain it. as a person she's awesome and as my friend, no one really understands what i feel as well as she does. in some ways we think very similarly and i don't know, i appreciate that. she makes me feel like i'm not completely alone. it's comforting.

i went to anna's apartment late in the evening. and let's just say i had a lesson in rolling joints and shit, not to brag, but i'm awesome. shit was tight. shit was good. i am celine dion and i am zee best roller in the wooorrrld.

we watched half-baked. we ate yummies. and by four am i was home and in bed. by 8 am i was on campus taking notes. by noon on friday i was rolling into btown and about to start what turned out to be a very very good weekend. veddy veddy good. let's just say there was a rifle, pepper bombs, a hoe down, wal mart, and jesus. i'll explain later.

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