Hello all.
It's been awhile. Yes he is still an idiot. Actually I have started calling him dumbass now. Suits him more.
Crazy week ahead. Report due today. One more Thursday. Another assignment also due Thursday. The report due Thursday has something along the lines of 20 pages of calculations. I've done about 4. Oooppsss. I would tell you about the other assignment but I have yet to even print the questions. One nasty headache at a time.
That is all. I am one week sober. 3 glasses of wine in a week do not count.
Miss you all.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Anger Management 101
Ika needs to go for anger management classes. She has this uncontrollable need to pull someone's hair. No, I think she wants to shave it off more like it. Or maybe if he stops being an idiot things will be better. But who are we kidding? Once an idiot, always an idiot! If Ika says do not say things like that cos it will upset her...u do not say things like that cos it WILL upset her. And she has repeatedly told him so. He has yet to get it in his brain to stop saying them. All that hair makes him an idiot, she believes. She thinks once the hair is gone, the idiot in him will be gone too.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Silly Billy
I am amused. It took me quite a long time to figure out how to edit posts. Hmmm.
See, I made a grammar boo boo in my last post and it bothered the hell out of me. So I was actually clicking around for awhile there to see if I can somehow edit an already published post. Clearly this research thingy is killing my brain cells. All I can think about is carbon dioxide emissions. Hmm.
See, I made a grammar boo boo in my last post and it bothered the hell out of me. So I was actually clicking around for awhile there to see if I can somehow edit an already published post. Clearly this research thingy is killing my brain cells. All I can think about is carbon dioxide emissions. Hmm.
Friday, May 9, 2008
For the benefit of the ones I miss
For the cousin who is my world,
For the bestie I wished was here with me,
For the bitch whose calls I look forward to,
I am home on a Friday night! Gasp! Hahahahaha. Well, I decided after receiving shocking news that my research project report is due a week earlier than it's supposed to, I needed time to chill.
Well not like I did work today. For some reason I woke up feeling incredibly tired. So I took the day off. I had Rae, Nissa, Beds, Dee and Jill over for dinner. I made some creamy chicken penne thingy. I panicked for a while cos I mixed up the ingredients. Don't ask me how I got sour cream mixed with cream cheese but I did. Thankfully I made it work somehow...and I don't think they were being polite neither because they made me cook a whole new batch of sauce as everyone wanted second helping.
Yesterday I went for salsa classes with the boy! He is REALLY good. Who knew? Hahahaha. He was annoyed with me cos I wouldn't let him lead. I kept going, why aren't u spinning me? Shouldn't u be turning me this way? He's like omg, be patient!! Ooopppsss. Hahahaha. It was fun.
For the bestie I wished was here with me,
For the bitch whose calls I look forward to,
I am home on a Friday night! Gasp! Hahahahaha. Well, I decided after receiving shocking news that my research project report is due a week earlier than it's supposed to, I needed time to chill.
Well not like I did work today. For some reason I woke up feeling incredibly tired. So I took the day off. I had Rae, Nissa, Beds, Dee and Jill over for dinner. I made some creamy chicken penne thingy. I panicked for a while cos I mixed up the ingredients. Don't ask me how I got sour cream mixed with cream cheese but I did. Thankfully I made it work somehow...and I don't think they were being polite neither because they made me cook a whole new batch of sauce as everyone wanted second helping.
Yesterday I went for salsa classes with the boy! He is REALLY good. Who knew? Hahahaha. He was annoyed with me cos I wouldn't let him lead. I kept going, why aren't u spinning me? Shouldn't u be turning me this way? He's like omg, be patient!! Ooopppsss. Hahahaha. It was fun.
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