Alright, I'm not going to whine. I'm not going to get upset. I'm not going to whine (say it with me, folks!) It's not anybody's fault that he has work to do, it's not anybody's fault he has work to do. And yes, while I do believe that, I can't help but be a little upset. I mean, it really isn't his fault. It honestly isn't, and I know that. I just can't help but be frustrated that as of right now he doesn't know whether we can see each other this weekend. And it's 4:39pm. So...yeah. Time to mope. And do laundry.

I feel so confuzzled. Part of me wishes that I were there with you all to understand what all this crazy talk is...and the other part of me is quite fine with being at home. I liiiiike home. Bed is nice! Bed is big! Room is big! Room is BRIGHT! BRIGHT AND NICE! Good girl am I! Yoda am I!!!! I'm going to need SUCH an explanation when I get back because after reading Gi-Na's entry, I have no idea what she's talking about. Isn't it funny how reading something can make you more confuzzled, no offense m'dear Gi-Na. I'm a little tea pot, short and stout...here is my handle, here is my spout. When I get all steamed up, hear me shout: TIP ME OVER AND POUR ME OUT!!!! Tea-time!! Ohmygosh, that should SO be our official tea-time song!! What say you, fearless companions?? Ready to join me in stupidity and childish songs!! Are you with me??? YEYEYEY!! Do you hear the people sing, singing the song of angry men...I felt all riled up and like I wanted to go march into battle or something so I felt Les Miz was appropriate. OHHH...you all know it's closing in March, right? WE HAVE TO GO SEE IT! I need to see it, it's like my favorite musical but I've never actually seen it, so WE MUST! MUST WE? YES! WE MUST!!! I like caps, teehee....Okay, I think I should go to sleep. I was waiting up to see if Jon was back yet from his concert (no, alas, I did not go, I feel horrible, but then again, I felt horribly sick before. I hope he understands. If he had seen me while I was in the hallway and feeling the entire floor move under me, I think he would) Since he's not back, I think I'll make this an early night (gasp!!!) and say goodnight. Can you believe it, I'm going to sleep before midnight!!!! ::angelic music:: HALLELUJAH!!! PRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAISE BEEEEE!!! Haha. Miracles DO happen, boys and girls. Okey. So goodnight, my dear Meeka, my dear Moo, my dear Laurala, and my dear Gi-Frocking-Na.

I feel like I'm kidnapping the Sandy Claws because of my giant green bag of laundry that I'm taking home. Gotta find some way to make it fit fit fit. Sit sit sit. I didn't like that girl yesterday, the one who directed the last show. I thought she seemed way too arrogant for her own good. Her whole play was so pretentious...iambic pentameter, 3 hours long? Puh-leeze. And she kept sighing. That got to me a lot. It just seemed too much. It was like a giant epic of even gianter epic-er proportions!! I liked Marc's play. It was funny. Congrats to me little starlets!!!! I'm going home!!! Yeyey!! I'm going to miss you all but I have to admit I like the idea of sleeping in my own bed. Comfy!! Maybe I'll take you all with me...Hmm....interesting idea. ::ponders concept:: I likey! I'll keep you all forever and ever under my bed!!! Yey! That works. I'll try to remember to feed you, but you know how absent minded I am. I might just forget, so feel free to whine and moan and make hissing noises when I forget and I'll try to slip you a little ramen every once in a while. Okie? Okie.

Nilda's has a website!! How coolsome!!! I went there because I have no life (obviously!) and these are all the types of cookies that they make! How exciting!! :

Varieties Available -
___ Chocolate Chip
___ Oatmeal Raisin
___ Oatmeal Chocolate Chip
___ Oatmeal Butterscotch Chip
___ Peanut Butter
___ Peanut Butter Chip
___ Pecan Shortbread (Vegan)
___ M&M Cookie
___ Milk Chocolate Chunk
___ White Chocolate Chip
___ Sugar
___ Sprinkle
___ Cinnamon Snickerdoodle
___ Brownie Cookie
___ Biscotti
___ Chocolate Chip Biscotti
___ M&M topped Brownies
___ Walnut topped Brownies
___ Butter Shortbread
___ Oatmeal Cranberry
___ Nilda's Selection

The best kind? Maple Walnut Oatmeal...they are soooo yuuuummy. What's your favorite Nilda's?

Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com!

Take it!!! Take it!!! Pleeeeeease!!!

Laura: Do I talk about Logos too much?
Rocio: (sarcastically) No, not at all!
Meera: (even more sarcastically) What makes you think that??
Laura:(sad puppy face) I’m sorry
Rocio: Oh…well, it’s okay, maybe it’s because…
Meera: Don’t encourage her!
Rocio: But maybe it’s because –
Meera: NO!
Rocio: But look at her! She’s too cute!
Meera: No! Don’t look at her and life will be fine!

Rocio: (sadly) Why don’t I have my lapytop?
(at the same time)
Meera: (confused) You don’t have a laptop.
Rocio: (realization hits) I don’t have a laptop. (pause) I meant Laura’s laptop.

Rocio: I want a laptop. It’s so much handier. I can type anywhere.
Meera: Ro, it’ll be okay.
Rocio: I could just get a typewriter!
Meera: Um…you could do that. I don’t discriminate. You can do that.

Rocio: (hands laptop to Laura) Here you go.
Laura: (looks confused) Ro…who am I?

Plato: You know what’s weird? Sheep remind me of Logos except Sheep are gay.
Meera: So….?
Plato: Does that mean Logos is gay?
Meera: I don’t even know how to respond to these comments. You know what Plato? You are right. Logos is gay! You think he is, therefore he is.
Rocio: Does that make you feel better?
Plato: It makes me kind of sad. That means I dated a gay guy for two years.
Meera: Maybe you turned him gay.

Ro: I’m thirsty.
Meera: What do you want?
Ro: Can you drink me? I want to say can you feed me, but you’re not feeding me, so that just sounds weird.
Meera: Like “can you drink me” doesn’t sound weird!

(Laura comes into the room)
Rocio: Hi! (shows juice box) I’m fighting off scurvy!

Rocio: (touches Laura’s hand) Oh my gosh, you’re so cold! Why?
Laura: I’m cold-blooded.

Ro: I want a new life.
Gina: I want a Chinchilla.

Laura: Do you know that Ewan McGregor is married and has a kid?
Gina: Who’s Ooo-wen Mcgegor?
Laura: The Moulin Rouge guy.
Gina: I don’t know about him, what’s he like in real life—he’s a cartoon!
ALL: MOU-LIN ROU-GE
Gina: Oh the hot guy from Moulin Rouge! I was thinking Mulan.

(takes a picture of Plato)
Rocio: Oh, Plato, it's such a Logos face! (shows it to everyone) Look!
Meera: Yeah, that is a Logos face.
Marc: Logos! Even I'm starting to miss him!

Nevermind, Meekachu, I think that BRS might not be necessary. Today our philosophy teacher gave the most wonderful discussion on your favorite topic....LOVE! It was all about Eros, love, love, love. All you need is Eros....

He told us the myth of Eros, which I found to be particularly intriguing. Humans were once twice what we are now, meaning basically that we were all round and stuff. So the humans decided that they wanted to dethrone the Olympian gods. Zeus stopped them and as punishment he cut them in half. They were left in pain and terribly wounded until Eros came along and sewed them up. The only evidence we have of this is our bellybutton, how interesting! Because of Eros we look like the humans that we are today. Since we are only half of what we used to be, we spent forever trying to locate our missing half, the part that's missing from us. When we find that part, our better half so to say, then we are complete. And Meera, guess what that means...it means that somewhere out there (song cue!) is someone waiting for you to complete you. However, all is not lost, dear anti-love Meeka. That Eros, your guiding passion, can be represented in many forms, be it a person or music or anything. So basically as long as you are passionate about something, you will be complete. I like to think of it as the whole "finding someone who will complete you" theory. It's such a nice little myth. And that's why love can wound us so badly...because we still have scars from where we were once cut in half. They are still raw and pain from our beloved brings back to memory the horrible pain that we went through when we were split into two. I think that makes so much sense...

As I sat through that class listening to the professor I was so pensive...pensiveness is good, is it not? Hmmm....Eros....

Why are all the old entries showing up all italized and stuff? It's weird....

Oh Meeka, my Meekins.....BRS could be a good thing.....

I have a quote that happened to me today in Biology...

Professor: So who's more important in sexual reproduction? Males or females?
Students: Females
Professor: That's right. Males aren't really all that necessary in sexual reproduction. In that way, males are practically expendable.
Me: (sitting in the last row) HaHA!!
(silence as people turn around to look at me)
Me:Uh, did I say that aloud? (looks down at notebook)

"As you would have heard if you had stopped by my office during the AP advising session at the beginning of the term, although we can not, at this time, refuse your request to use your AP credit to place out of Intro, our department strongly discourages persons from entering the 200-level without college-level preparation in the major. By doing so, you assume the risk of not being adequately
prepared for the upper level classes. However, this is a decision you must make on your own, as we cannot prevent you from registering for the upper level classes."

Why put the option of placing out of Intro Psych in the course catalogue if they're going to beat me up about wanting to skip it? I don't get it. What's the point then, if it's so FROWNED UPON. Everything if freaking FROWNED UPON here. Liberal, my great aunt Sally...

Haha, I think it's quite fitting that Gina is two people for her Harry Potter personality quiz. That's just great, haha.

You know, Meeka, what I was saying before when I was on Gina's bed was spoken in anger. I don't think I really feel that way, so I think your BRS (it's my acronym for you rental service) is not necessary. It's just that when you're upset, everything seems a million and a half times worse and when you cool down, you realize that it's not as bad as you thought it was. Word of advice: Never do anything when you're upset, such as making very important decisions. You might just end up making the wrong choice...Yet again, who are we to say what's wrong and what's right. After all, what the Kosmos wants for us may be quite different from what we want. Wouldn't it be great if we had a crystal ball that let us see the future so we could decide what we wanted to do? That would be awesome. Though maybe kind of creepy, since I suppose you could see your own death and that's something that would make you go mad. But if at least we knew what the "best" thing for us to do, couldn't we find a way to do it? Though again, I guess "best" is a very subjective term and can't be used lightly since it can be quite different for everybody. Okay...I got it. If we could see what the possible outcomes of either of our decisions could be, then maybe we could make the decision that is most appropriate and most fitting for what we want in that moment. Yes, I guess you could say that opinions may change and what you want know or wanted before is not necessarily what you will want in the future, but bear with me at least. Expand your mind. Think of the possibilities.

You are an angel.

What legend are you?. Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox

I always knew I was an angel

Which HP Kid Are You?

I like Harry Potter

Hey, hey, I'm the embodiment of innocence!

Arwen If I were a character in The Lord of the Rings, I would be Arwen, Elf, the daughter of Elrond. In the movie, I am played by Liv Tyler. Who would you be? Zovakware Lord of the Rings Test with Perseus Web Survey Software

If you want him, come and claim him!

(Referring to Shirtless guy)
Meera: Do you think God is laughing at me?
Rocio: Probably even harder than any of us right now.

i'm a rabbit.what kinda pet are you?
quiz made by muna.

Apparently I'm a bunny :-)

(Shows puppy to Meera)
Eri: Isn't it cute? Touch it.
Meera: (stroking puppy) Aw
Rocio: (turns from computer to look) Are you stroking it's butt?
Meera: Well, she did tell me to touch it.

(Reading an IM)
Rocio: He says we're all little girls.
Eri: I don't mind being a little girl.
Meera: I'm not a girl anymore, but I'm not a woman yet.
Rocio: (types) Meera is quoting Britney
Meera: What? NO!!
Rocio: So what is she?
Meera: That's right. She's not a girl but not a woman, so what the hell is she then?

Eri: It's allowed because I'm Satan.
Rocio: Did you just say you're Satan?
Meera: Yeah, she did. Eri, you're not Satan.
Eri: What am I?
Meera: You're Eri, the nice good girl who can never be Satan.
Eri: (sadly) I don't know what I am anymore.

Rocio: Do you realize that I'm the only one who's been putting stuff into this site lately?
Eri: It shows that you're the responsible one who cares about putting our quotes in.
Meera: It shows that you have no life.
Rocio: Hey!
Meera: I'm just kidding. You have a wonderful life...full of Blogger.
Eri: And quotes.

(looking through Eri's files)
Rocio: It's all in Japanese!
Meera: What's in Japanese?
Rocio: Life is in Japanese. That's why we can't understand it. The subtitles are bad and the dubbing is screwy.
Meera: So why doesn't love exist?
Rocio: Because it's in Korean.

Eri: (dictating) You're unpopular
Ro: (types ) i'm popular, says eri
Eri: No, you're unpopular
Ro: (types) I'm popular says Eri
Ro: Unpopular, says Eri
Eri: UNPOPULAR
Ro: Ohh...

(Typing in Blogger)
Rocio: Oh, I hate it when it does that.
Meera: Maybe it hates you.
Rocio: So does Japan.

Rocio: I don't know how to work this camera
Meera: Because you can't read Japanese
Rocio: I can't read Love.
Meera: No, Love is in Korean. You can't read Life.

Meera: Where's Gina? She should be back.
Eri: She doesn't have any other place to go.
Meera: She should go to Hawaii.

Rocio: You're being difficult, Laura.
Laura: I can count to five in Life.

Laura: I don't want my underwear to show ever again.
Meera: I'll talk to your underwear, I'll make sure.

(Rocio walks into Laura's room as Eri and Laura are talking)
Eri: ---and I wish I could be one of those hat girls
Rocio: What are you talking about? You ARE hot.
(silence)
Laura: What?
Eri: Hat...not hot.
Rocio: Oh.

(Looking at blurry pictures John took)
Rocio: Oh my god, what is that? (pause) Oh, it's me.

All the things we did instead of going to sleep on Saturday night…err…morning

(Walking into the balcony and seeing Laura)
Gina: Oh, you smell so good, I want to eat you!
Laura: Huh?
Gina: Um, I mean, your popcorn smells so good, I’m so hungry!

(People are watching Ever After downstairs in the MPR while we’re in the balcony )
Gina: And we -
People downstairs: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Gina: Anyway….
(Laura comes in)
Laura: SHHHHHHHH
Meera: Was that you?
Laura: Yes. (evil grin)

ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ

(Meera is typing the ABC’s)
Ro: She’s so cute. Don’t you want to kiss Meera all the time?
(pause)
Gina: That would be weird.

ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ

Gina: What kind of popcorn is this? It’s so good.
Laura: Um, it’s Pop Secret.
Gina: Oh that’s why. There’s secret in the pop.

Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz
Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz
Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ

(We’re telling Gina to be quiet because of the people watching a movie downstairs)
Us: Shh...Shh…Shh….Shhhhhh
Gina: Did you see the picture of Marc being stabbed by us?
Us: Shh…..Shh….Yes….shh….Shh…..
Gina: It looks like he’s having an acid trip and imagining us there.

(Ro grabs Meera’s head in a spasm of silliness)
Ro: I have your head.
Meera: Okay. When do I get it back?
Ro: At the end of the trial period.

Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwyz

Ro: I wanted to take philosophy and psychoanalysis
Laura: Bleh, I don’t really like Freud.
Ro: But you have a Freud action figure.
Laura: I know, but I don’t really like him.
Ro: Oh, is it to voodoo him? Oh wait…he’s dead.
Laura: Voodoo Freud in the afterlife.

(Reading the previous blog about Freud)
Gina: I don’t get that. To voodoo him?
Meera: To do voodoo to him.
Gina: To do voodoo? To voodoo?
Meera: To voodoo.
Gina: But voodoo’s a noun, not a verb. To do voodoo? I thought it was an adjective. (Reads over Ro’s shoulder as she’s typing the conversation on Laura’s laptop) Wait, you’re writing it wrong.
Meera: No, you said voodoo Freud. Which is a verb.
Gina: No, I said command. (analyzes previous sentence for five minutes)
Meera: Who cares?
Gina: I thought it was funnier the other way.

Meera: It’s 3 AM
Gina: Why aren’t I tired?
Meera: Think of what time we’ve been going to sleep every night.
Gina: I like your bag.
(Gina and Meera simultaneously)
Meera: Oh….. my…… god
Gina: It looks like Eri’s bag. I get easily distracted.
(Meera leaves)
Gina: It’s purple!

(Meera comes in after changing her clothes)
Meera: You know what I need?
Us: Huh?
Meera: I need a boy rental service.

(Gina is playing with her pigtails)
Gina: I think pigtails are good for when people first meet me because they’ll kind of know what they’re getting into.

(Waiting for Meera to return from Lila’s room)
Gina: Shouldn’t she be here faster? She is faster than the speed of light and all that.
Ro: Like Superman.
Gina: Super-woman
Ro: Like…SOUP-err-WHOA-MAN!!

(Meera is lying on her stomach on the ground helping Gina with her schedule)
Gina: Oh my god, you look like one of those girls in those calendars. Oh my god, there should be a Meera calendar. We can give it to DMB and he’ll be like “She’s hot!”
Meera: No, he’ll be like “Why the hell did they make that calendar?” (rolls around on the ground and makes suggestive noises)
Gina: You’re like Nicole Kidman rolling around in Moulin Rouge
Meera: No, I’m choking. No one cares I’m choking on my hair.

(Reading the previous blog)
Gina: Oh my god, that’s so much funnier than I thought!

(Laura walks in after being gone for ten minutes)
Gina: Oh, I was going to scare you, but I thought you were dead so I thought it wouldn’t be nice.

Gina: I feel different with pigtails.
Ro: What do you mean? Oh, because you look little with pigtails.
Gina: Oh my god, maybe I'm Gina. Okay, maybe hair up is Nana because that's the easiest way to kill someone.
Eri: You've been Nana all this time?
Gina: Oh my god, who's Gimo? Gimo can't have long curly hair down. That's just weird, even if he is happy and gay and all.

Eri's photo page!! Go visit!!! (Or else the evil faeries will come get you and you won't be able to eat another bowl of ramen ever ever again!!!! Be forewarned....)

www.geocities.com/futurbunny/index.html

Scrolling through pictures on Eri's computer -
Eri: We could put caption on the pictures
Ro: Eri would have "Hi, I'm gorgeous." and Meera would have "Don't steal my soul" ...
Gina: I look like "What did you say, Satan?"

Gina: You know how people have two things on their shoulder? An angel and a devil? I have two butterflies.