You know what really pisses me off?

When people laugh at filial duties of Asian culture.

I don't have time to finish this post right now, but I just want to remember to finish it later.

Claire

pg. 148: Dealing With Dickheads

It's Alex. Again...and I kid you not, that's the title of a chapter in my Anthropology textbook.

So! I finally figured out all the classes I want to take for next semester and I'm pretty excited I gotta say. If all goes well, then I plan on taking:

1. Philosophy/Logic
2. Literary Analysis (I have to take it with PA. I'm pretty sure that guy hates my ass)
3. Anthropology Film Class
4. Modern US History
5. Speed and Agility i.e. Walk Around the Track for an hour class

That with APO, Service Station and work should be plenty.

After that, the only requirement I have to do is Science with a lab. I hope they have that lame Extreme Weather next fall.

OKAY! So, South Africa is coming up soon and I'm starting to get hella excited. I have a couple of stupid "tourist" questions but after that, I'm good to go! Well, I need a Hepatitis B shot but after that I'm good to go!

I'm really starting to get tired of APO. I just want pledge ship to be over. I bet Bill Clinton didn't have to work this hard for the same group...

So, we have to declare our majors soon and I have no freaking clue what to do with my life. For now I'm an English major but I hate English so very very much. I kind of want to be those annoying people who create their own major but I still don't know what to do. Don't they have like a Become Editor in Chief for EW major that I'm just not aware of?

So...I hate having crushes on so many guys. So many guys meaning 3 guys, all three of which are unattainable even if I had the balls to do something about it.

Everyone is going away for Jan Term! I'm excited!

So, apparently the people I make most uncomfortable are Mexicans. Hey now, I thought it was funny. And so true at that.

I've been contemplating a hair cut. Too bad my fat face won't support anything else besides this mane sprouting from my scalp. Actually...yes...I'm going to grow it out because it hasn't been long in almost three years...

This is what I think about while you're at work. Remember that.

Alex

Poncho wearer

Guys, I find it very disappointing that in the month of October we were only able to produce three entries. In tv terms, we would fail as a show. So from I think we should have a goal of...I don't know, five entries for November.

Halloween was last night. I was the official bouncer of the bounce house and I have the friction burns to prove it. Afterward, just watched Se7en in the room with some friends.

Okay, Friday night was the first time I can actually say I "passed out" drunk. It's nothing worthwhile and I don't plan on doing it again until I'm thirty and get too rowdy with my coworkers in the cubicle district.

South Africa soon! I'm getting nervous/excited. Excited because I've never been out of the country and nervous because people are frequently being burned alive in the streets.

Where do you buy mace exactly? Can I even take mace? Must remember to ask...

Thanksgiving! I can't wait! Good food!

I'll update more later.

Alex

中文难难的！

我觉得学中文非常难.上句子， 我写对吗？艾，我不知道。看我，我可以用中文抱怨。 《--不对。艾。

今天晚上六点半我和Moonhyun聊天儿。他给我一些韩国的小吃。小吃好吃极了。

现在我想睡觉。因为，昨晚我没有睡得多。

艾，我的中文不好！！ 对不对？？


这个周末是 halloween. 我非常高兴！她，LARRY， 我，和别人一起去吃 dim sum, trick-or-treating, 和去一个haunted house. 好极了！可是，今天只是星期二。为什么？！？！

晚安！

Claire

(I didn't say anything important, as always. Ha, night)

Also, if by some chance someone who actually speaks Chinese reads this, feel free to critique me. Ｉ　ｋｎｏｗ　Ｉ　ｍａｄｅ　ａ　ｌｏｔ　ｏｆ　ｍｉｓｔａｋｅｓ．

Want

Over the weekend Claire and I finally started our UT applications and let me just say the UNT easy way out seems really appealing right now. I am just really nervous about getting in. I want it sooo bad. I have never wanted anything more than this besides a good boyfriend and a big closet. I would be devastated if I don't get in but I think I will live if I don't. I'll make due with what I get either way. Such is life.

Claire and I also went shopping and let's just say it made for a really good day. I bought a scarf and jeans from Forever 21 and another scarf and fingerless gloves (as said like Julian Casablancas) from the Gap. I love shopping so much. It makes me feel real good like cupcakes and Buffy.

I hope I can get all of my work done. Busy boy for the next few weeks.

Thatcher

"Take out your texters."

Okay, for all it's trouble and all the stress that went into it, I did in fact end up going to the Muse/U2 concert. I mean, I didn't arrive till about 30 minutes after it started and I had to roam through a forest to get there but I did get there. And I only heard about 3 songs of the band I was there to see but it's all gravy now.

Moral of the story: Don't trust Ryan with anything.

The Concert:
The concert had AMAZING visuals! The stage itself was so beautiful just to look at! Our seats were way up high so even though it was an amazing view, the audio could have been better. Oh well, the stadium wasn't built for music. By the time we actually got there, I was just happy to be there and didn't really care how the concert turned out.

School:
Okay. So last week up until Sunday was probably the worst week in my academic lifetime. I don't think I'm typically the person to say "Man, today sucked." or "fml" but last week...man... I got a.) fired from my job b.) had to resign as Vice President for APO since I would be missing the meeting to go to the Muse/U2 concert (which on some level probably wasn't worth it) and c.) I've cried more in the last week than I have in the last two years. I hate crying. Only weak people cry.

Since I've neglected the blog so long it feels like I should have more to say but I don't.

Barnacles.

First night in awhile where I don't have any pressing homework and since I only got about 3 hours of sleep last night, I'm going to use it to my advantage.

Saw Skyler last night. Probably one of the only things that kept me from ripping someone's head off pre-concert.

I'm getting mad again thinking about it. No!

L8er

Alex

Because This Seems Totally Unfair

Since nothing is going on school wise (I took tests) I am going to take a moment to complain about the absurdities of life.

1. I thought I was okay being single and as always I am surprised that I am not. Weaker than I think or just lonely? The latter. I've been alive for nineteen years and I'm still not getting any. Suddenly that Simple Plan CD is making complete sense. I can't help but wonder what is wrong with me. I am smart and I look good in boot cut jeans, what's more to love? Maybe I am just doing something wrong. I'm listening to Nicole and actively not looking for affection but that's not working. Although it may help if I "not look" everyday instead of just when I see someone ugly.

2. I still cannot decide what to do with my life. This has become a weekly occurrence for me, I get certain then I get scared and I think it's because I feel as though I can only do one thing. The "I can't have it all" sentiment. Right now I am flipping between a screenwriter and a columnist. I feel like I would be a good columnist, but then I have so many ideas flipping through my mind at once that I feel like I could be a good screenwriter too. And look at Diablo Cody, she does both. Albeit she could use a little work but she still does both so why can't I?

3. School is scaring me. Not community college but university. I've been planning my back up and I have decided that UNT would be a good back up if UT doesn't work out. Why? Because it is close and mind-numbingly easy to get into. I've been accepted twice already. But I don't want to. I would rather go to UT. I feel like it represents all that my college career could be. The fun and excitement of a new place. Packing my bags and moving to a place that's more than thirty minutes away. The fact that pretty people live in cities. And if I end up at UNT I will feel like a monumental failure because I ended up where I started. If I go to UNT I'll be stuck in DFW forever. I'll be tied to the fantasies that I never lived and all I'll have to show for it are the excuses for never have acted out on said dreams. I would let myself down and wonder how I ended up in the suburbs married to someone I barley know with my Asian baby girl trying on my shoes. I cannot not let that vivid imaginary memory happen. Suck it Denton, I'm going Capitol!

Thatcher

Cough Drops are so good.

I've had way too much nyquil.

I wasted today by not doing homework, and using Rosetta Stone.

First round of tests are over, they went really well.

I still have nothing to talk about, man.



Claire

I have a cold.

And I blame the girl in Mandarin behind me who keeps coughing all over the place. Bitch.

I took a psych test today. I was early and the Lyceum was pretty much empty (seats 500 students) when some asshole sat down next to me on my left. Apparently his ego makes him think he is a super hot ladies' man because 4 girls came with him, the fourth sat on my right, so the seating looked like this:

girl1 girl2 girl3 boy CLAIRE girl4

They picked a stupid way to sit. Boy and girl4 were talking across me every chance they got. They were hitting on each other like I couldn't hear them. I did have my headphones in, but my iPod was off because I was cramming for the test so I got to hear "Oh yeah, I have some tickets to the Cowboys game, I don't know who I should take, haha." "Oh really? That sounds like fun" "Oh hahaha *hair flick* do you wanna go?"

And then that asshole attempts to focus his flirting energies at me. He asked if I studied and whatever else is class related in an awkward I'm-too-sexy-for-you voice. I shut it down with yes/no answers and turned my iPod on. HA. I just wanted to give you guys an example of the jerks at my school.

I have two tests Friday, so I am going to return to my books.

I am addicted to K-Pop. And Klondike Bars. The sandwiches, not the hard-shelled ones.


Claire

It's Been A While Since My Day's Been Made

After a week of waiting I finally have my computer back. I am so glad that I have the option to not search the Internet on a 4 inch screen. Makes me feel complete. Okay, school update time!!!

Day One: In art history I walk in, take a syllabus from my teacher. Who I would have given an 8 for effort on her clothing choices for that day - gray dress paired with black leggings - but then I looked down at her kindergarten sandals...no thanks. That is a 4 for you teach. Anyway, walk in and instantly I see this guy that is way cute and I take the initiative and sit in the empty seat next to him. Later on he asks me for a piece of paper, I gave it to him. Nothing has come from this by the way, I just like to reminisce on meaningless memories.

Nothing has happened in any of my classes so I am just gonna fast forward to today where I received two compliments while sitting in the hallway waiting for my environmental biology lab to start. I was sitting there and the two people in my lab group were sitting with me. The girl says, "I like your jacket." I was wearing my black horizontal stripped cardigan purchased from Forever 21. And the guy says, "Yeah, I have noticed that you are always well-dressed when you come to class." Can you say best compliment ever?! I loved it.

Okay, now for "sad" news. Brandon and Kailan broke up. They are gonna try the "let's be friends thing." I honestly think they are starting that venture a little too soon, but what can you do? I'm not excited about the breakup only because I know how much Brandon was hurt by it but he is doing better now and I am glad to be there for him.

And another thing, I am definitely gonna do better about mentioning Brandon on the blog. As in, not as frequently. I feel odd about talking about him so much even though he is such a huge part of my life. I don't know, maybe mention him in relation to me from now on. I only added the breakup thing as to bring closure to that whole dislike of the now ex I had. Does that make sense? Anyway, less frequently it is.

I have so been sucking at work lately. My apathy has really taken a toll on my work life. I am being so slow and I've been making stupid mistakes. I need a fire. I need something to make me work my butt off at my place of occupation and at school too. I cannot deal with a sophomore slump right now. I need to make it to Austin.

Thatcher

Half. Just half.

So, as of two hours ago, I just finished my first week as a sophomore in the graphic design department. I've been having a really good time, learning a lot, and working. A lot. To break this down as easily as I can, I have 3 different studio classes, and I have 2 each even (Monday, Wednesday, and Friday) day. (Tuesdays and Thursdays are for lib. art classes.)

Mon: Class A, then Class B

Wed: Class B, then Class C

Fri: Class C, then Class A

I've been pretty much living in studio, working on intense projects. I'm not going to waste a lot of time trying to sound modest, I spend so much time in studio, I really expect it to pay off. But, as if it were my "welcome to the real world" memo, when I got back to my studio space after going to class there was a returned assignment on my desk.

5/10.

That's all it said, on a pale yellow sticky note. Now, I don't really mind how impersonal it was, since I had talked with the teacher after class about my work, in an attempt to get some sort of personal, one-on-one feedback. Her critique was serious and made it sound like there was improvement to be made, but overall made it sound like I did a pretty good job. So 5/10.

50%

Really?

Other people in the class all seem to have better grades than me. And honestly, I feel like certain people definitely did worse than I did--but it seems that their grades don't reflect it.

Welcome to graphic design, 5 days in and you're already failing.

Ginger.

Okay. So.

Even though it took 3 hours I finally found a reasonable portable hard drive. I named it Garfield given it's orange and black colors. I'm pretty excited since my last one crapped out on me.

School is coming up! Since I never really unpacked, I don't have much to worry about. Just laundry whenever the machine is available. I can't leave soon enough, haha.

I wish I had more stuff to talk about.

My English teacher for next semester emailed our class and told us to watch District 9. That's pretty cool, right?!

Alex

ThisMuch Has Happened

So this is my first update in a while so I may be a little (way) rusty. Nothing has really happened to me in the past few weeks. I decided (again) that I don't like B's girlfriend K. She has this condescending way of speaking that really pisses me off. I want to avoid her and all of her "I'm taking B away from you" bitch-ness. And I have a feeling something is up with him. I could be formulating this entire situation in my head but I feel like something is different with him - our relationship is changing.

Tonight my family and I got tickets to the first Cowboys game in the new stadium. The stadium is beautiful. Can't wait to see Muse/U2 there. Gonna be epic.

I am really excited for school to start next Tuesday too. I need to be busy again so I can feel important with all of my books and errands and things. And I am in need of a crush. I am just a ton of mixed emotions. I would like a boyfriend but I know a lot of drama would come from that (thanks family). I don't know, I'll deal.

Welcome to the club Ginger!!!!!! Looking forward to your sassy posts.

Thatcher

Oooooh my gawd!

Now my great uncle has gone and set himself on fire.

I love all the stability all my family has to offer.

Alex

Better Days

It's really starting to annoy me how much my brother makes the effort to make me look/feel bad in front of my entire family...and he totally does it on purpose. Tonight, as everyone is sitting in the living room watching tv or eating he walks in, stands in front of the whole house and announces that he is taking my little sister and cousins out to buy new school clothes. My grandparents and uncle can't stop exclaiming how nice that is of him and how much the kids will appreciate it, when it wasn't even acknowledged that I bought their school supplies...that wasn't, you know....MY money.

My mom came over tonight and gave me the "I'm sorry about your dad" spiel. Secretly, I think she was doing a victory dance in her head, haha. "Woooo, I'm the 'good' parent this week!"

On a better note, I got a ton of new music tonight. Mostly taken from my uncles computer. I wish I could get my computer to recognize my mass storage unit so I could transfer my music to it instead on constantly worrying about my computer crashing, haha. Maybe I'll just buy a new one.

I straighten my hair today because I was a.) bored and b.) conducting a social experiment. I should have planned it out better. I think I look like a soccer mom when my hair is straight.

My last day working at the 7787 store is tomorrow. Don't get me wrong, I hate the store, but it was fun working with Shane and all. can you blame me? The man is gorgeous!

I need to get a packing plan in order. Everything is already packed up (never really unpacked) but I need to figure out if I can fit everything in my car or if I need to make multiple trips. Hmmm.

School starts next week for everyone else. Suckas! Oh, who am I kidding? I wanna go back so bad!

Alex

Lacunar amnesia shouldn't be too hard to accomplish, right?

So I've had better days.

This morning, I thought I try giving my dad a call since I hadn't heard from him in about a week and a half and when I failed to reach him by cell phone for the 20th time, I thought I'd call my grandmother on my dad's side to see if everything is okay. When she answered, she seemed befuddled it was me calling and when I asked "Hey! Is everything okay? I've been trying to reach dad for about a week now." She simply went "You're not going to reach him."

Me, usually assuming the worst automatically thought he had died. Given my grandmothers sobbing, you can't blame me for assuming.

He's not dead. Yet. He's in jail. Again.

He overdosed on his medication and broke into one of the insurance firms behind his really nice house in the middle of the night. He was caught, obviously. Bail is set at $75,000. Looks like he's staying in there.

I'll be honest, I'm not upset by the fact that my father is in jail because it's frankly what I've come to expect from him. And not just him, but my mother as well. You would think a 40 year old woman and a 50 year old man would be able to maintain stability in their lives. So, I ended up sitting around the house crying because I'm so very very frustrated with my parents lack of influence in my life. I don't mean to push the psychological shit that my "parents let me down so I'll suffer." I just really wish I could be rid of them. They're dead weight and I feel nothing for them.

I think I was also upset just because I want to leave. I would leave right now if I could.

I'm feeling way too Holden Caufield-e today.

On a brighter note, I saw The Time Travelers Wife today in order to get my mind off things. I enjoyed it. I wish I had a time traveling husband.

I wish Lacuna were a real company. I'd be in there quicker than Kate Winslet.

My memory foam mattress also came in today. All the more reason to leave to put it on my bed at school!

Also, a big Horrible welcome to Ginger as our new contributor!

Alex

Horrible Person #4

Ginger speaking. I'm a new kid on the block! I'm a sophomore at Kansas City Art Institute, just starting out in the graphic design department. Loving school, but missing home, I'm still a Texas girl at heart-it's funny how I only have Texas pride when I'm NOT living there. I just moved into my first apartment, complete with noisy neighbors and a crazy roommate. I love to rant and complain, and I've got enough to work with here, so expect long-winded, nit-picky posts about nothing in particular. Or, if I'm in a good mood, who knows; I guess I can make pleasant conversation if I have to. Let's breathe some liiiife into this blog! :)

Ginger

Sizzle skins

Sorry about my lack of updating. Keep in mind I traveled all through Texas this weekend.

Well, it was pretty fun. Yesterday we went to Corpus Christi and my legs got hella sunburned so hopefully now, my whole body will just kind of even out in the color department. The usual awkwardness occurred with me being the one from out of town and therefor not able to contribute much to the conversations of the happenings in New Braunfels. Oh well. I also got to see Whitney in San Antonio. REAL Mexican food!

I finally found an ID wallet! I've been searching ALL summer!

I can't walk. It hurts too much, haha.

Alex

haircut update

i like it. especially when its straight. the guy kept making jokes with me about how much hair i had and how tired he was from straightening it. he was cool. i approve.

i really like it. i guess its not much different.. haha.

leaving at 630 AM tomorrow. i love early flights. love them.

im watching my sister solve a rubik's cube while i pack. SIGH.

Claire

shit.

i'm getting a haircut tomorrow. shet shet shet.



Claire

??

I have been feeling so uninspired lately. And second guessy. Uninspiredly guessy. I am watching last Sunday's True Blood for the third time because I am so bored. It's a good episode though.

I really don't like the summer because there is no one to hang with really. Scratch that. Seeing Harry Potter with Jamie at midnight.

This is turning out to be a weird post. I really need someone to crush on. I get so bored not having anyone to look good for. (How vain does that sound?) But it's true.

Whatever.

Thatcher

God, that really was an awkward post.

Phone woes

Oh man. Summer is really starting to take a toll on me. I'm constantly bored or in a bad mood out of being bored, I'm sure. I'm really ready to get back to school. To escape certain people and then be closer to other people. (Doesn't apply to you, Claire or Thatcher :P) I want my mind to be motivated again and basically, I want to get out of school as soon as possible so I can start living my life.

I really hate when people suggest doing something and then never act upon it. Like, I'm the one who always has to initiate doing things. I just...GAH. I'm probably just starting my period or something. I've been in a slump the last couple days.

I am looking forward to Corpus Christi this weekend. It'll be nice to see Caitlin and Bryce again.

Saw Public Enemies last night. It was okay. Not as good as I expected. Hopefully Bruno will be better. I hear it's "shocking." Sweet.

I need to start reading all my books again. Thatcher inspires me to read again.

Alex

我爱你，周杰伦。

I haven't turned my computer on in a WHILE. In all fairness, I've been pretty busy lately, but it's still weird. Kind of been ignoring my phone lately too. It's not even on right now. Instead, I'm reading a book on Chinese idioms.

Uh. It was my friend's birthday yesterday. Was it yesterday? I don't remember. Yeah it was nevermind, it was 7-11-09, we went out for slurpees. It's all coming back to me now.

We went ice skating (I feel like I've been doing this a lot), then walked the mall, then out to Cici's, then celebrated 7-11's 83rd birthday with a free 7.11 oz slurpee (how cute). Had a lot of fun. I fell though, and now I have this big ass bruise on my thigh from the blade of my skate. ha

Shopping tomorrow with Asians. We're buying clothes to wear to go watch Harry Potter on Wednesday. YEAH WE ARE GETTING DRESSED. But not as what you'd think, we are going as a secret house that no wizard or witch is aware of. THE HOUSE OF 周杰伦. ha. win.

Dinner and bowling with different Asians on Tuesday. I'm dangerously low on money. Dangerously. Low. Scary Low.

Anyway, I turned my computer on to find a new car adapter for my GPS. My family and I are leaving after this week for a road trip that starts in Philly and heads up to Maine. Then I'm contemplating sticking around Jersey for a while.

In conclusion (I never end my papers this way, ever), my TX summer is now limited and I'm excited about that. It's been a while since I've left you Texas. We need some time apart. Well found the charger, 26.99 at Best Buy. Turning off my computer now, because if I don't I'll realize how pretty Emma Watson is and how jealous I am.




FIN.


Claire

Midnight Madddness

Yesterday I went to see The Soloist with Kelsi, Drew, Becky, and Brandon. The awkwardness began when Brandon left to take a call from Kailan and Drew went on to rip him a new one. Drew I get it, you don't like God, but seriously, shut the fuck up and deal with the fact that other people do. Anyway in the theater we were sitting down and a Hawthorne commercial came on and Drew, in total douche bag fashion, said, "hey it's a n-word (insert actual plantation vocabulary.)" I said, in bitch you bet' not tone, "Drew..." and went to slap him in the back of the head. Well he turned around and I actually ended up hitting him in the eye. See Drew, there is a God and he didn't like what you said either. I apologized for hitting him in the eye because I actually didn't mean to but then again he deserved it so it was only a half apology.

We went to Denny's afterwards which I have a comment about. They ask if we want smoking or non-smoking but the entire place is basically smoking. What gives??? Anyway more awkwardness thanks to the weird tension between Drew and Brandon. It's seriously like Blair and Serena before they "made up" in season one, episode three.

When I got home Drew texted me and was like, "What did Brandon say about me?" and I was like, he's just offended about how you act and what you say about his beliefs and stuff. And I said if there is this much drama surrounding you two then you guys need to just cut the cord and end it. It's really not worth it. I told the same thing to Brandon this morning so we will have to see what happens.

That is all.

Thatcher

P.S. I'm still really proud that I hit Drew in the eye. Hope he loses a contact.

Goodbye Summer 1

Now that I have finished summer session 1, summer has officially begun for me. My finals weren't too bad. Although I'm worried I wrote too much for my visual analysis essay in comp 2. It was 3 pages long. It was a bit like payback since she gave me so much homework this month, so I wrote a long ass essay for her to grade. REBELLION!

Some friends are trying to convince me to go to Hurricane Harbor on Sunday. HELL NO. I mean, HELL NO THANK YOU. Always be polite.

My mom bought a bunch of fruits today at Costco. I think she is hinting at me to stop eating so much ice cream. Hint taken. But I had to finish that ice cream, okay mom? Otherwise it would have been a sad waste.

Watched a Taiwanese movie today, I liked it a lot.

Um.

Night.



Claire

Bendaroo

So, despite having to drive 45 minutes for no reason to work at Southlake, the day wasn't so bad. I don't think the managers really liked me since they made me do scut work like dusting and cleaning the bathrooms. Do they not realize that I have my certification in pharmaceuticals? I'm a pretty proud person so I was a little insulted.

Around 3 this really attractive man came in. His name was Johnathan and he worked there. I swear, he looked exactly like Christian Camargo. He even had that "I'm going to be all nice and sweat until I decide to rape you." look. I usually go for that look.

I'm ready for lunch. I think I'm going to try and convince Christina to go Cheddars because I rrrrrreeeeeaaalllly want some potato soup.

I wish I lived closer to Vista Ridge so I could watch the fireworks on Saturday. My whole family is going out of town for the weekend so I pretty much have the house to myself. I wish I were a rebellious kid cause I'd have a party. Who am I kidding? No I wouldn't.

Why do people text me at midnight? Surely people realize that I go to bed fairly earlier for a person my age and wake up early, too. Christina texted me wanting to make lunch plans before she left for California and Ryan texted me last night just asking "How are you?"

I'm fucking sleeping! That's how I am! And YES. I would love to get lunch!

Sheesh

Nate has tickets to ACL. I asked politely if he would steal Alex Turner for me. I, of course, offered to pay for chlorofrom and hefty bags.

This post is disappointing. Hopefully more exciting things will happen today.

Till then.

Alex

The Big If

I really don't have much to say. School was okay. We were split into groups and played a review game. My team came in second place. We proved to be a pretty formidable opponent. Work was repetitive. My bosses are gone until the sixteenth so it's basically just free time in the neighborhood. High five-ing and texting and slacking. Perfect day.

After work I met with Robert and Karen at the Barnes and Noble Starbucks to "study" (buy magazines). It was fun. They are cool to hang with. Robert was okay today. I would actually be into him if he were attractive to me. Big "IF" though.

I bought i-D's 300th issue. It cost $10.99. Very steep for a magazine but it's British and way cooler than what we have and I have a weakness for special issues of anything. I just like to shop.

I am thinking about switching rooms with my grandma. I am sleeping in her room because my aunt and uncle are in mine. I love the location of her room. It's all the way in the back and she has a bigger closet. I want it. Really bad. Time for some tricky convincing.

Thatcher

another thing

To Vanessa Hudgens:

WE GET IT. YOU'RE BOHEMIAN AND TRY HARD HIPPIE-CHIC. NOW STOP IT AND GET OUT OF MY FUCKING FACE.

Always,




Claire

i've been bad.

Yes, I know I haven't been updating; I'm sorry. Summer session is wrapping up, so things are kind of piling up. I turned in my big research paper on the foster care system this afternoon at 5 (I was at the library of course).

Shit man. I've got nothing to say.

I don't like shooting people down, especially in front of other people. But sometimes you have to do what you have to do. Today at the library "particular asian guy who likes me but I don't like him and he doesn't get it" asked me to go play tennis sometime. So maybe tennis is neutral enough, but I still don't think so. I replied with a
"Naw mayne. I never want to play tennis again." (I don't really know why I said that)
"Why not?"
"I was just kidding, I just don't feel it right now."
"Oh okay."
Another couple was sitting in the room at the time, and I felt pretty awful saying no like that but whatever... BITCH PLEEAASE. I only play tennis with a few people, WORTHY PEOPLE! (ha just a joke, but I really do only play with certain people)

I didn't have any homework tonight really, so I spent my day on my keyboard or running with my dogs.

OH, also I did a good thing today, be proud. I was running around outside with Zooey, (in an effort to get her really tired so she would just sleep) and all of a sudden there was a chihuahua following me around. It started barking at me, and I instantly recognized that bitch-ass sound: neighbor's dog. So I knocked on their door, and informed them that their dog had gotten loose. And he was grateful, end of story. Yeah, I'm a good person. TAKE IT IN. Haha



Claire

"Alex, during the procedure, you're going to be so drugged up you'll think Brad Pitt is performing the operation."

Literal words of my dentist, Dr. Dick Flesher. I kidd you not, that's his name!

So, I went to the dentist this morning and it went as well as it can go when a 65 year old man has his hands in your mouth. But he was nice and I've known him for years. He said that all four of my wisdom teeth had to be removed. To be honest, I'm kind of excited. I've never had an operation before have I ever had any of the pain killing narcotics that follow. And being a pharmacy technician, I know exactly what's going to happen to me when I take them, haha. Anyways, I have to go through like a weeks worth of preparation and medication before the surgery and since the dentist said he would have to break open my gums to reach two of the teeth, I was going to be catatonic for a few days after. It'll give me a chance to catch up on my beauty sleep I think.

Anyways, I took my prescriptions to work to put them on hold since this all won't be happening till the end of next month and when Raji looked at them she laughed and said my sedation pill would knock me out in about 20 minutes so it's important someone drive me that day. Actually, I was going to have the pill and take my chances on getting there in time, haha. Just kidding.

After the dentist, I went to Fry's to find a cheap bookshelf since I know next semester I wouldn't have any place to store my movies. Of course, the put all the furniture at the back of the store so I have to carry the damn thing all the way to the front (isn't what the guys in the snazzy white shirts are for?!) and as always, there's a long line. I have to keep reposistioning the bookshelf since it weighs so much and I have no upper body strength to begin with. After standing there for about 10 minutes the guy behind me goes "Well, jeez! You're sure getting a work out with that thing!" I had no idea how to respond so I go "Yeah. It's heavy." Thanks for stating the obvious, weirdo. And he was only buying chips! Who goes into Fry's only to buy chips?!

I don't want to drive to Southlake for work tomorrow. Southlake should come to me!

My mom spent the night last night and it was awkward.

Why aren't you (Thatcher and Claire, mostly Claire) updating everyday? I thought we had an agreement. An agreement during a movie at that! The one contract you never break!

Alex

I've Got Something To Worry About

I am so over boredom. I am over stress. I am over not knowing what I want to do with my life. I need some excitement, some drama. Not too much, I don't want this to turn into a "be careful what you wish for" situation, I just need something to happen. Something really good that never happens to me. Like a date or something not involving procrastination. And I know as soon as I don't want/expect drama it will come. I am actually a tad bit scared that something will happen now. Ugh, why do I psych myself out with this stuff? So superstitious. I think I just want boy drama. Yeah that's it, boy drama.

On Thursday I am going to the dollar theater with Brandon, Kelsi, and Drew (a different Drew than the recent Drew for all of you non-following readers). I am excited because I miss Brandon. Kelsi I never talk to and Drew I just saw but I miss my BFF Brandon. I miss the way he makes me bitch and stuff. It will be fun.

Thatcher

I'm losing my ever-loving mind.

So last night I ended up writing a "Dear John" letter of sorts to Drew basically apologizing for kissing him and reaffirming the fact that I still just want to be friends. Despite throwing my arms around him...

I think Thatcher is right....I think it just felt nice to have someone take care of me and show some interest. Oh well. He said he understood and hoped we could still hang out from time to time. Why the hell not?

I woke up feeling so sluggish this morning. It was so cloudy and dismal so I ended up getting dressed then just moved my body to the couch and watched Doctor Zhivago. I've never been much of a coffee drinker but I'm sure as hell looking forward to it this afternoon.

Speaking of which, I was going to grab lunch with Christina but she ended up canceling on me an hour before we were suppose to meet. I hate when people do that...

I really want to buy some more movies. It feels like they are all I have so I have to own as many as possible, haha.

After hanging out with Astrid last night, I realize that I really miss school. It was nice being back on campus despite the absence of people and I'm ready to have my mind stimulated again. I say that now but then 3 weeks after school starts I'll anticipate break more than anything.

I bought a hunter green V-neck last night and I love it.

Alex

I Hate It When You Leave

Nicole went back to Colorado today which makes me really sad. I hate that she doesn't live in Texas anymore. I miss the convenience of having my voice of reason so close to me. I just miss friends I think.

My family reunion was this weekend and it was mildly lame. Not a lot of people showed up and my aunt made subtle pissy comments about me not seeing her in Colorado. She can get over it.

Today my other (more pleasant) aunt gave me a yellow long sleeve Ralph Lauren Polo sweater. I didn't know what love was until I laid my eyes on that beautiful article of clothing. If only men were more available like clothing. That would be a dream world.

Thatcher

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Okay, so. Tonight was my "date" night with Drew. I got off work, came home, put on a dress and redid my makeup and made my hair as big as possible. Keep in mind, I wasn't necessarily looking forward to the date because I undeniably knew how it was going to end but wanted to make it look like I actually wanted to be there.

I drive to Arlington (no easy feat without Thatcher's navigating skills) and show up to the Simply Fondue restaurant about 45 minutes early. I figured there would be bad traffic but it all stopped after 121 so I had gotten there earlier than expected but there was a Half Price Book Store right down the lot so I just went in there to kill some time. I felt pretty ridiculous being in my four inch heels and looking for On The Road. Basically, I looked out of place.

I texted Drew saying I had gotten there early and was wandering around Half Price so whenever he got there, he should should just text me and I'd walk back to the restaurant. Not 30 seconds goes by before I hear a "You always arrive so early!" and see Drew walking towards me in Half Price. He looks at me, the ole' up and down, if you will and says "You look really nice." We doddle in the store for about 15 more minutes then walk over to the restaurant.

When we get to the resturanat, I can already tell this is going to be an awkward evening seeing as how this is the most romantic atmosphere I've ever been in. It's a very dimly lit place with smooth jazz playing in the background and everyone there is in "couple mode." I kidd you not, there were people feeing each other chocolate dipped strawberries.

The waiter sits us down and just to add to my pain he lites a candle between us then walks away. I'll skip the details of the meal because it's far too complicated for me to explain. 4 courses. Salad, cheese fondue, entree, and chocolate fondue. In this time I had managed to almost set Drew on fire and there was a bug in my tea which resulted in more tea and the apologies of the manager (he did not however offer to compensate for the meal, haha)

The bill comes and I whip out my debit card yelling "Let me pay for my half!"

Drew: Haha, don't worry about it!
Alex: No seriously, I want to pay for my half! I insist!
Drew: No! Tonight is my treat!

I then steal the check only to see that the whole thing had cost $120 bucks not including tip. HOLY CHRIST. The food wasn't even THAT good. Drew then grabs it back from me then slips his card in the booklet and hands it to the waiter! I mean, REALLY?!

We leave and Drew walks me to my car and I know the impending doom is about to unfold. I try to stall the situation by doing things like taking off my shoes, then fiddling with my keys to put my shoes in the car. After there is nothing left to stall the situation he finally says:

Drew: Alex.
Alex:....er...yes? *by this time, his arms are wrapped around my waist*
Drew: I had a really great time tonight.
Alex. Er, same here. Why wouldn't you let me pay my half?
Drew: ...seriously? Oh, come on!
Alex:...
Drew: Look, I remember what you said a couple months ago about just wanting to be friends but I was wondering if maybe you changed your mind. Would you be interested in having a relationship with me? *hands still around waist and even though I hate to admit it, it felt nice*
Alex: I'm sorry. The summer is just an inconvenient time to have a relationship. And I don't want to lead you on so I'd really like it if we could just be friends. (or something like that...)
Drew: Yeah, that's fine.

And then you know what I did?! I FUCKING KISSED HIM! Why am I so fucking stupid?!?! I have ruined everything! And you know what makes it even worse?! I kissed him again after that! DAMN.

Don't get me wrong the guy is nice but I'm not romantically attracted to him. Now, I'm probably going to end up marrying him. He's the Steve to my Miranda!

And you know what sucks?! Why can't guys I actually like do things like that for me.?!

Anyways, on a good note. The new stadium looks awesome!

Alex

Is it possible to hate someone completely but like their music?

I'm just going to say it. I don't like Regina Spektor. And I don't like how my brother tries to argue me in saying "But her music is so deep and true to real life. I feel like her songs define my life completely."

No, it's not. And she looks like a Russian hooker.

Don't get me wrong, I like some of her songs but I guess it just annoys me when people use other people's work to characterize their individualism. I don't think I believe there is individualism. Because I bet there are at least a hundred people in this state alone who like the same stuff I do. It seems like we, as the human race, have discovered every way to express something. There's nothing left! I accept I'm not special, haha.

Alex

It's love, it's not Santa Claus.

So, I bought what was supposedly French bread for my superior sandwich. Apparently, I bought the Italian French bread and my sandwich was ruined. Point is, I love buying groceries by myself. I feel so...adult.

To reiterate what Claire said, I loved 500 Days of Summer. It was the type of humor I enjoy (rather than Micheal Cera's trade mark awkwardness that follows me everywhere) and it reminded me a lot of my relationship with R-man. Not completely, mind you, but certain aspects. But in my case I'd be Joseph Gordon-Levitt and he's Zooey Deschanel. I also really liked the soundtrack.

So next week I have to work 5 days in a row and I'm not looking forward to it, haha.

I can't stop watching the VH1 weekend long tribute to Michael Jackson. I don't care what anyone says. He was one of my favorite pop stars growing up and his contribution to pop culture is undeniable. OW! I also hate all these people who feel the need to point out accusations against him. Seriously, after you're dead, do you want everyone pointing out your negative flaws? When did everyone become cynics?

I wish my job would stop scheduling me to work Sunday mornings. I keep missing church.

I'm really looking forward to my trip to Corpus Christi next month. Just some young adults hanging out...!

Alex

I HATE SUMMER SCHOOL

My group assigned me this : Find statistics on the US PATRIOT act. (I.e. funding, how many people are arrested off this act, etc).

IT IS A SECRET GOVERNMENT PROGRAM. What the FUCK do you want me to do about that? This is motherfucking summer school, I shouldn't be expected to hack the system for an A.

Sidenote: 500 Days of Summer was one of the best movies I've ever seen. Maybe I say that because it's fresh in my mind, but I really liked it.


Claire

The Impeccable Mr. T-Tech

In the wake of a messy school week filled with tests and dumb, bitch-ass papers I still managed to receive a compliment on a day I was probably the most under dressed I have ever been in my two week summer school career (major run-on). In government class Wednesday I was wearing my Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers shirt, gray jeans, and black low top Chucks. Not my best day but I could have looked a hell of a lot worse. Well the class was broken up into groups and when I wasn't even doing anything I received my compliment. It came from the most flawless guy in the room, let me set the scene:

Me standing in the back in the classroom with R and Jonathan (sort of bigot-ty). Enter Mr. Flawless (or the Impeccable Mr. T-Tech) and while pointing (he pointed!)

IMr.TT: That is an awesome shirt!!!!!

Me: (while drooling) Thank you!!!

(Fin)

There was more conversation but I don't remember it because I was blinded by sex appeal. His nickname is derived from his flawless skin and the frequent wearing of Texas Tech shirts. R and I now often talk about him (when R's not annoyingly tickling me) and the other lookers in the class but IMr.TT is number one all the way. IMr.TT is basically the only thing keeping me up in government and hopefully he is present everyday. If not then he deserves a spanking from Professor Thatcher.

Thatcher

People..

.. suck.

I've been writing this intro for my visual analysis paper for about three hours now. I can't get the words to sound how I want them to. I don't know why I'm trying so hard in summer school. I think it's partially my paranoia that UT Austin is going to look at my grades there too, to see if I was making an effort. BLAH.

Any confusion I had with that one person (YOU KNOW) is gone. My friend told me that some of our other friends/acquaintances seem to think I'm leading him on. I treat him the same way I treat everyone. (Someone mentioned playing video games with him, if that is the case, I'm hitting on you too Alex, as well as my sister and cousins. WTF, I play video games with EVERYONE.) I don't like it man. It bothers me thinking that people that don't really know me that well are thinking oh she's that bitch leading on our friend. Ugh. I'm going to do that thing I do when I have no idea what to do, ignore him. You guys remember how in high school if someone liked me and I didn't know what to do about it, I would completely cut that person off and ignore them? BAM, going with that.

Well no not really so much. I'm very good friends with this person so it would be difficult to do so. Advice? Maybe I'm overly paranoid. Maybe I'm just the right amount of paranoid.


Claire

The Minus Is R

My cousin is in town for the week with my family which is cool. We are partners in crime so to speak. I went to her graduation over the weekend which was ridiculously long for 150 students. Mine was 750 kids and both ceremonies were the same length.

Summer school started Monday and it is already boring as hell. There are some lookers though so plus there. The minus is R. I'm gonna call him R because I'm starting to cut back on the full names I'm using. R is a BIG gay man who likes to touch me much to my disliking. And he's a bit baby-ish. I wouldn't mind the touching if he were more attractive and less "let's talk about me" whiny. But, he's the only person I know in the class (we graduated together) so I have to talk to him so I won't go insane from silence.

I'm going shopping today and I am excited because their may be a CFC (cute flashy clerk) sighting at the Gap. Crossing my fingers.

Thatcher

SUMMER

Summer school has started, it's boring. I don't have to buy books though, thanks to some friends. I also don't have to drive as much because I'll be carpooling. Although I feel kind of awful for unintentionally forcing one person to carpool with another. But I can't say no to people in person, and I don't have a problem with the person myself. SO, SORRY to the victim in this situation I guess.

Um, nothing to say really. Oh I was browsing the internet and saw this. Fame has made her more and more unattractive. Lol, sad.


Claire

I can't stop listening to Poker Face :/

Well, since everyone else is updating...

I need some realistic summer goals. I've been working out (but hasn't everyone?) I've tried reading but nothing seems interesting enough to stick to. I kind of wish I would have signed up for summer classes so I could have something to occupy my mind. Now it just seems like I sit around waiting to go to work. And I can't relax because the inevitable doom of going to work always lingers, haha.

Working out is fun! Micheal Phelps said for lean muscle, you need small weight and lots o' reps. I do like 5 reps of 100 everyday day with my arms. I know you can't spot train but it's okay to dream! I see some small improvement in the arm flab, though! It's pretty motivating...not gonna lie.

Chase is graduating next week. My family is running around with their heads cut off. I don't see what the big deal is, haha. At least I can have my cell phone at this graduation. It should make time go by quicker!

I wish my uncle would go to bed so I could watch TV.

Oh. Okay. So today, in an eternal state of boredom, I started watching the news. Everyone seems to be in a hype over the Bruno and Eminem prank and it's lack of morality's effect on teenagers. I guess I'm just going to rant hear and say I agree with them. I realize they are playing to adult humor but seeing as how 3/4's of MTV Movie Awards viewers were premenstrual Zac Efron/Robert Pattinson lovers, we need to draw a line somewhere. F bombs and phallic gestures with a golden popcorn statues are good and well for adults but lets try to have some morals for our kids.

I'm really motivated for school! I wanna LEARN!

I don't like when I don't hang out with anyone for a few days and then everyone wants to hang out at the same time...

The interet is starting to...bore me? Maybe I'm just spending too much time at the same websites. (clearly not this one, though :P)

The rain last night was so relaxing! I slept like a freaking rock!

OKAY. SO. I was insanely pissed off when I bought cereal last night at 8pm. Keep in mind that I am not the usual supplier of groceries in the house but seeing as how my grandparents haven't been here in a few days and we were running low of staple foods such as bread, milk, cereal I decided, out of the goodness of my heart to spend MY money and get some food. Okay, so back to the cereal...I put the groceries away and then settle in for the night. When I wake up, I think to myself "Gee, I'd really enjoy a bowl of the cereal I paid for this morning!" (it was Cinnamon Toast Crunch) only to find that it had already been eaten in not even twelve hours. It's not like I live in a German youth hostel where there are twenty plus people living in the house but between three people (my uncle, and two cousins) it was all gone. A FULL FUCKING BOX! Multiple bowls each! GOD DAMMIT!

I can't wait until I live in a trendy apartment alone and have my food to myself, haha.

Well, enough of that for one night.

Alex

New, New!

I really have nothing to talk about. No cute boys, no family drama, no new clothes. The only thing really interesting is that we think Kelly from work is putting in her two weeks (hopefully it's true because that girl is a lazy mess - she's in her forties by the way.)

I've started exercising. I want to be drop dead drool worthy by the time I move to Austin next year and I want my clothes to hang off of me perfectly. The healthiness is just a side effect.

Summer school starts the eighth and I am excited. I need something new to talk about. Eye candy (by the way I am a little saddened that my life revolves around seconds of cute sightings.) I also think I need a new direction in life. I've always sort of identified with wanting to be a screenwriter but now I am looking into journalism because I'm liking this blog thing. Hopefully turn it into a career of column writing. Get all Sex and the City with it. That would be such fun. I think I want that. Column writing then move to screenwriting. New life plan. Done and done.

Thatcher

UM, YES.

I'm putting an end to this sad post drought. I have nothing to say really. Nothing interesting.

Summer classes start this Friday, sucks, but at least I will have something to keep me occupied.

My parents are talking Hawaii in July instead of going out of the country, economy and swine and all.

Which leads to the next point, I've picked up my exercise habits again. That sentence doesn't actually make sense but you can pretend. I ran thirteen miles last week. Today I ran four, so that is seventeen miles now. I'm starting to like it now, which is helpful. I motivate myself by saying I won't be dead at the end of my run, so why the hell not.

I received three books last Thursday. So, that will keep me occupied too. You know what else will keep me occupied? Some new posts! Haha

In addition to other things, I also got a mug that reads "World's Best Boss." Hoping that reference is received successfully.


Claire

That College Feeling

Being a commuter, I don't feel like I'm in college. So there are moments when I'm really feeling the college vibe, if you will. For example, having lunch in the union with classmates, or spending time in a friend's dorm.

Well today, I felt it man. Kaitlin and I celebrated our last day of class together by hitting up a dormitory hall cafeteria, and then heading to what is known as "the square." Pictures follow.

Some nice Bruce Hall Cafe food. We had NO idea what we were doing, or where to go for what...

Which resulted in this: putting honey on our Belgian waffles (You cook them up yourself; super cool, super college). I didn't eat them, honey doesn't go with waffles and butter.

Stepped into the cutest boutique ever. Expensive, but still adorable. Cool chair, right? Another shot of it:


I want this chair.

And the highlight of our trip: We had a go at what everyone keeps telling me is "the best ice cream in Denton." I have to agree. I had cookie dough (they had a bunch of exotic flavors, but I'm not too risky myself so cookie dough it was), and Kaitlin had something weird but interesting.

The atmosphere was very diner, which made me miss New Jersey. But nonetheless, place was very cool. Ice cream comes really fairly priced, and they serve other things too (simple hot dogs, and sandwiches etc.). Apparently it's usually busier, but it's finals week and almost everyone has evacuated the campus for summer fun.

That was my day full of college feelings, which happened on what was ALMOST my last day of freshman year. I'm gonna miss Kaitlin because she is transferring out, but she will be back to visit. I made her promise. She comes back and we go eat at JJ's pizza in the square, and I won't sell my giant chest up the river.

One last final on Friday at 8. Then 2 weeks of summer! THEN SUMMER SCHOOL. Jah jah jah joy.



Claire

My Weekend In Waco

Since I'm not studying for exams I am going to talk about what happened this weekend just to get it out of the way. I'm actually kinda tired of talking about it (or just tired in general) but Claire needs an update and Alex needs to know what actually went down in Baylorville.

So I was at Walmart buying my mom flowers for Mother's Day last Friday and this cute guy got behind me in line and I was talking to Claire at the time so I decided to tell her about it because we do that from time to time. The text said, "Cute guy in line behind me at Walmart." I accidentally sent the text to my mom.

Me and my mom have had a pretty shaky relationship for about the past two years. A mix of really good and really bad and that text she got stirred up a lot of old feelings she has towards me being gay. She called me on my way out of Walmart and told me she got the text and she said she was angry and hurt and stuff. Everything was sort of left in the air until we came back from Waco.

When we were actually in Waco everything was fine. There was no mention of what happened. She didn't tell my dad and she was completely normal to me which was weird. Usually when stuff like this happens we avoid each other at all costs for a few days and slowly work our way back up, but this was more of a "let's keep stuff the same until it eats away at us" deal.

The Sunday we got back she told me again how hurt she was and how if she wanted to she could look up my texts but I know she wouldn't because she's scared of what she might read. And I am acutally really glad about that because I do not need her going through my text. Then she says that I am two different people and whatnot.

Of course I am two different people. How can she expect me to be how I am around my friends if she doesn't accept me for being gay? I am going to be more open towards my friends because they don't care. We are on tow different pages and I don't know what she wants from me.

Anyway all is "better" now and so we will have to just see what happens.

Thatcher

FINALS WEEK

finals week can suck it.  

i don't have class today, just a paper due at midnight online. 

haven't started that paper yet. 

chem final tomorrow at 7 am. shits. 

bio final wednesday at 8 am.

mandarin final friday 8 am. 

i need to start memorizing those characters. 

Claire

I've never been so tired in my life.

I feel like my body is not capable of moving, despite the fingers working, mind you. I took a Tylenol PM last night because my muscles were hurting due to extensive work out (swimsuit season is approaching) and I ended up sleeping for 12 hours. I feel great but tired at the same time, ya know?

I don't know where to start studying for the finals. I could just go in the order in which I take them but I'm at the point where I just don't care anymore.

....I want a cheeseburger

Alex

one thing to say

today i woke up and there was a TON of candy, cookies, and single serving chips on the table. turns out my dad was assigned to the cardinal's charter plane, and they chose to snub all the goodies on board. king size snickers, baby ruths, m&m's, yum. dad brought some of the loot home. shhh.

then i remembered what i learned in biology: run far and fast when you see the words "partially hydrogenated."

but that king size snickers was looking at me. laughing at me. SNICKERing at me. so i ate it to shut that bitch up.

yeah, i know. that's what she said.


Claire

As we go on....

Don't you love just love that the end of school always brings out personal revelations in everyone? I figured out mine and they are as follows:

1. I need to work harder. For so long I've just been accepting B's as doable grades but now it's time to use a little elbow grease and get my mentality back into shape! I'll be taking classes I enjoy next semester so I should try everything in my power to make sure my next three years if college go as planned!

2. I need to get over the past and just stop thinking about him. It's funny, whenever I say it out loud it totally makes sense but I feel I need to write it down to remind myself. I've come to realize that he never appreciated me and despite his efforts to convince me that we're friends, I know we can never actually be friends because of our history together. He doesn't even have an interest in being my friend and he probably just wants me around so he has someone to bitch to whenever he's upset. I've had it. He's not worth it.

3. It's summer and even though I have a job which will keep me busy, I am going to spend as much of my summer as possible seeing friends and making the most of it! I feel like I'm growing apart from friends which, in reality, is only natural. But there are those that I demand to keep around and grow old with!

4. Europe didn't happen but I'm not going to let it bring me down! I'm going to save money and be on top of the ball next year when the time comes around so I can definitely go abroad!

5. I'm still not entirely sure what to do with my life but I'm going to try and organize my goals this summer to figure out an idea.

So, that's it for now. I'm sure I'll add more to the list as time goes on but I've made a pretty good dent for one morning.

Next week is the last week of school. I could say I'm excited but I like being here at school even though I'm happy about seeing old friends. I'm not too worried about any of my finals and packing is coming along nicely.

Till another day...

Alex

Summer, Kind of Needing It

The end of the year is here and I thank God for it. I need it so badly. I am supposed to be studying for a biology test and my psychology final tomorrow but I can't really focus. I can never focus when I really need to. That's what I don't like about me. I procrastinate until the very last second.

This year has been a mix of mess and fortune. Brandon left and came back, I stayed and stayed. I sort of gained my independence when he was gone for a semester. I missed him a lot and we talked like every day but I kinda liked not comparing myself to anyone for a while. I was glad he came back because he is happier and I had a friend at NCTC but now he's going to UNT in the fall and I am looking forward to my independence. I want to better identify myself as myself and not just Brandon's best friend. That's how I see myself for some reason. I think it's an insecurity thing; comparing yourself to someone else and seeing yourself as an extension of that person and not as your own self. Does that make sense? I think it does. Basically, I want to find myself.

Next semester I have to work harder. No distractions unless it's a boy who is into me. That is a reasonable distraction I can work with, CFC I'm talking to you. I have to work my butt of if I want to get out of the suburbs and that's what I want to do. I need to focus on me. Better self esteem, better study habits, better clothing, better everything. I don't want to wait around anymore, I'm gonna make it happen. Whatever it is.

Thatcher

I am as broke as it gets.

I am fairly certain I have less than ten dollars altogether, excluding my savings. It's good to be me. So to help alleviate this problem, I'm going to go sell things. Books, clothes, anything that can be purchased. Because I own a lot of stuff.

Anyway, I played tennis for three hours today because I decided to stop being lazy and whiny about my clothes all the time. So there, I'm fixing it. Also, I played tennis for two hours last Friday with a friend and my sister, who we picked up from what was essentially a emergency swine evacuation. She doesn't have school all this week.

I have my Mandarin oral presentation tomorrow, I'm up first. I could throw up now. I hate that shit; talking in a foreign language in front of others... no. On Wednesday, I've got a biology lab final: Half conceptual, half practical. Stupid.

I bought new shamps and conditioner, and tried it out today. Aveeno makes hair products now, and they're really good.

Obviously I'm just finding random things to say to put off studying, so I'll be leaving now.

Thatcher: It's almost summer, we need to get some work done.

Alex: I watched a bunch of videos with us on youtube, we're fun. I love youtube.



Claire

Nice to See You

I have done nothing all day. I went to work, which was so-so because Shiloah called in sick so it was just me, Greg, and the ever fascinating Kelly. She just annoys me, the things she does just annoy me. Like hanging around me while I'm with a customer or answering the phone when she sees that I am about to answer it. Whatever, just annoyed. Oh and typing "Shiloah" reminded me of our hang out day we are gonna have coming up pretty soon.

Here's how it started:

Friday she walks by me and says "Oh, guess who I saw at the Chili's on 2499."
Me: "Who?"
Shiloah: "Kirk."
Me: "WHA???" (drool + anime stiff body fall)

Kirk used to work with us and I had the BIGGEST I NEED TO HAVE YOU CRUSH on him!!! He went to Flower Mound HS and he was a wrestler and he was so, so hot. Oh, and he has a motorcycle!!! How sexy is that?? I remember him coming into work once and he took off his motorcycle helmet and flipped his hair and I melted into an Alex Mack knockoff. I have never seen anything more beautiful. And he has a tattoo. Big tattoo going up the side of his abs (perfect abs) that reads Saint going one way and Sinner going the other. He showed me once and I could have died right there.

Shiloah told me that he chopped off all of his hair (he does that for wrestling) and his face cleared up and that if he still had his god-like hair then he would be a ten. A TEN!!! Tens are such a rarity in the suburbs. I must see him. So Shiloah and I planned to go see Obsessed and go t0 Chili's. I have never been more excited for anything ever. I'm dying just posting about it. I remember the first time I saw him I was in the showroom and he walked in and I nearly fell of the ladder because I was doing a total George O'Malley double take (he's so good at those-for reference watch the Grey's Anatomy Season 3 finale, Didn't We Almost Have It All.)

I feel like I'm painting this out to be more than it was. I had an unrequited crush on him. Like, the biggest crush I've ever had on anyone. I truly, truly liked him. A lot. We flirted a lot too. And we got along really well. Our work relationship was second only to the one between Shiloah and I. We would go back and forth with witty, insulting one liners. He was hot and funny, my perfect guy. I like to thing of him as the crush who got away because even though I pretty much knew he was straight I always thought he would be open to the idea of me. Or I just manipulated the signals so I could feel better about the whole situation. Either way nothing ever happened. He made me clumsy and blush as much as a black person could, and I felt totally comfortable around him.

I would love to see him again.

Thatcher

I wonder if we could have been friends in real life...

I gotta say, I am so excited about the prospect of sleeping in this weekend! I haven't been feeling well for the last couple of days and the sleep will do me good.

I'm also excited about seeing Flight of The Conchords on Tuesday!!!! I get to see Claire and Thatcher (and Brandon, but based on Thatcher's previous post, I'm not sure if I'm THAT excited to see him, haha. Silly people and their over indulgence in their meaningless relationships.)

Something really weird happened last night. I was on Facebook before my usual bedtime like always just checking my correspondence and what not and all of a sudden I started talking to Ryan (who I haven't really spoken to in months) and what started at 9pm went until 2am this morning. No wonder I'm freaking exhausted. It's weird that I spent all that time listening to my ex-boyfriends problems but for some reason I didn't mind. I guess it was nice to feel "needed" for something. He gets out of school today. Lucky bastard...

I'm about to go on my interview for a trip to Europe that I pray I get to go on! If not, I won't be that upset because 100 people applied and nly 25 or 30 will get to go. If not, I can always go next year!!

I also go on the Service Station board! Finally! Something to do with my free time!

I'm excited for you Claire!! You got to talk to the cute shoeless guy! If possible, get a picture!

Don't stop Believen'!

Alex

I just completed a chem test.

So I didn't have time to go into details about the shoeless guy thing yesterday because I had a test at 7:30 this morning. I think I did pretty well.

Anyway, important or not, I'm going to tell you peeps what happened because I like to make things official. Thatcher, you may skip this since you already know.

Yesterday morning I was sitting in biology (not in my regular seat because that bitch who stole my pen decided to ALSO steal my seat. she has it coming.) frantically finishing my mandarin homework instead of paying attention, when I realized that I had no idea what room the review for the Chem test is for. I needed to go to the review to do better on the test, so I decided to grow some and ask shoeless kid. He said he didn't remember the room number exactly, so he described where it actually was in the building (which I appreciated because it made the conversation longer). Then I asked him if he was going to go, and he said he had to go to recitation (I already knew this because I have recitation with him, as well as chem lecture and bio lecture). Then I went on to say that I had to go because I didn't do as well on the last chem exam (which I SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE. Ugh, implications of stupidity. what i should have said was that our professor was one big crazy bitch who couldn't teach). Then I thanked him for his help, and he said no problem. THEN I couldn't stop smiling, meaning I had to get out of there fast. And so I did.

I know, completely unimportant conversation between two strangers. But whatever, it was super awesome to me. He is equally as cute up close, and I like his voice (creepy? yeah I guess). I'm a little sad that the semester is ending because I probably won't see him again. and it took me THIS LONG to actually talk to him (unless you count the time when he picked up my pen and I said "Thanks" and he said "You're welcome." ah, memories). Everytime I think about it I get a dopey look on my face. Then I have to put serious thoughts into my head. It goes like this:

ah, shoeless guy.
NO! CHEMISTRY FINAL!!
ah, the time when he picked up my pen in chem.
NO! BIOLOGY FINAL!
ah, the time at the beginning of the year when he randomly sat next to me.
NO! 5 minute oral presentation from memory in mandarin. SHIT!!

And that usually ends it, that presentation is on Monday. Shit. But yes, those are my thoughts. I'm stupid sometimes.

Isn't it awkward how consumed I get by small things? Gotta go to my last english lecture.



Claire

I Hope This Doesn't Happen To Me

There has been a new development in the Love Letter Gate scandal. Brandon told Kailan about what I did (reading her love notes in the relationship book) and apparently she got mad at me. And apparently he was upset at me too. Okay, first of all, he basically handed the book to me, like, no resistance what so ever. And then he made the most half assed verbal attempts at getting the book back away from me. He totally wanted me to read that book. I know Brandon and he knows me. He wanted me to. And then this girlfriend goes and calls me an ass for what I did and B was all like, (to me) "It's okay now." I'm gonna call bullshit. I definitely like how he shifted the blame all of me for getting the book and he's the one that kinda started it. Oh and second, bitch better back off before I get all Georgina Sparks on her ass. I'll admit, it was ass like behavior, but it's not like her boyfriend did anything about it. He wants to be seen as a total man in front of her, which I get, but don't do it at my expense jackass. Then we started talking about my grandma and we were saying how she could have a secret boyfriend in Waco and Brandon says that it sounds like I'm jealous of her. Okay Mr. I'm a Big Shot, Girlfriend Having Dick, I am not, nor will I ever be jealous of my grandma. I will only be jealous of pretty people and people who are uglier and not as smart as me who keep getting relationships. I think that means you B.

Now I am gonna clear one thing up. I love Brandon, he is my best friend. But we sometimes delve into a Serena - Blair friendship where it can get a little antagonistic. We are jealous of each other in some respects whether we admit it to each other or not. That's why I rant all the time about him. This is my way of getting it all out so it doesn't build up and make me hate him. But, I love Brandon, he's been there for me and I am gonna be there for him no matter how much of an ass I think his girlfriend is turning him into. That's love.

Thatcher

What the WHAT.

I don't really have time to go into it yet. Just thought I'd say...

I JUST TALKED TO SMART SHOELESS GUY.

A really excited Claire

B Gets Love Letters

I don't know whether to make fun or not criticize. I wrestled with both scenarios until I came up with the conclusion that I work best when I ridicule. It's who I am and I am only really ridiculing because I am not-so-secretly jealous of him. That him being Brandon.

Sitting outside of speech class he whips out this book about love and relationships or something. It was from his girlfriend. She read it and wanted him to read it so they can talk about it together. They want to define their two month relationship in terms of marriage or something or whatever. Okay, first off, they have been dating for two months, which actually feels more like two weeks (two hours in Twilight time.) You don't need to define anything in terms of anything after only two months. But, what do I know, I have never had a serious relationship, he's had six. It would scare me if my boyfriend started talking about getting married to me after two months. Second, she left him post it notes in the book telling him of her fears and loves and hopes. That's not so bad. Just the whole "I'm gonna give you a book about relationships to we can evaluate ours" thing is weird.

I am, in a way, so jealous of the situation. I want a boyfriend. Not the scary book kind but more of the cute flashy clerk kind. I want a nice HILARIOUS boy so we can bounce witty one-liners off of one another. I want to feel needed by someone other than my friends and family. I am so tired of waiting but that's all I can do. I can deal with it but it's just frustrating. So, frustrating. Whatever, I'll just bitch about it and dress like I belong to someone.

Thatcher.

P.S. This is our 100th post!!!! We've made it to syndication!!! (Television joke, anybody?)

I have a lot of homework.

I couldn't think of a title and that was the first thing that came out when I started typing, but it is true though. Also I have a lot of pictures I would like to upload. One of them? I was driving and I found Waldo at a deserted Fresh Lane building. Or there was that guy I took a picture of because he was asleep on the job (holding up a sign).

The weekend was good. I had a lot of fun. Christine spent Friday and Saturday night over. We didn't do a whole lot, we're both broke. So it was a lot of driving and singing along to the Postal Service. We went to Culture Festival at the high school. The show was worse than I could have imagined. I also had to bring two people I didn't know with Christine and me (my parents were having a party Friday night and I felt bad for them so I invited them along). They were nice though, but conversation between a college freshman and a high school freshman and sophomore is slow and awkward. Anyway, the show: boring but a lot of my high school friends came back to visit. And it was good to see all of them again.

Also, I think I told Thatcher already, my favorite pants are ruined. I found out there were two holes on the ass area of my pants. And because this is me we're talking about, I was wearing hot pink underwear to school that day. AWESOME. Not.

I need to register for summer school.

Claire

It's Just So Ridiculous

So over the weekend I had this extra credit assignment for psychology to do. Watch Into The Woods and write about it. It's this play about these fairy tale characters who get what they want and the repercussions of it. I went to Blockbuster, couldn't find it. I rented The Reader instead. It was okay. Lots of sex. It made me feel weird cause the kid playing the fifteen year old is eighteen and he's doing Kate Winslet (33). She was fantastic in the movie though. I had to pay my $16 late fee when I rented it. No big. Then on Sunday I went to the public library to find the movie. Bad Idea. They didn't have it so I rented the first five discs of Freaks and Geeks. Great show. I went to check out but I needed to renew my card so I went to the counter. The clerk, who was wearing a cute cardigan, renewed my card and informed me of something. I have a $95 fucking dollar late fee!!!!! Senior year I had a lot of stuff out for X amount of time; shit adds up. My exact words were, "Get out of town, seriously??" I paid ten dollars of it, that's all I had in my wallet at the time. I got my movies and laughed all the way home because the entire situation is just so ridiculous. I hardcore laughed; almost crying laughing. My parents laughed to when I told them. I guess I won't be going back to the library for a while. Isn't life expensively grand? (I don't know if that last sentence makes sense but it sounds cool.)

Thatcher

Momma Called the Doctor and the Doctor Said...

So my doctor thinks there is something wrong with my esophagus. Some acid reflux thing. Like when people think there is something wrong with one thing when it's actually something else. I'm referring to the chest pain by the way. As far as the diabetes goes, I have no idea. I guess I have to wait. I think that chest thing is kinda crap. I think it's something else but I could be wrong, he could be right. Oh and Kailan (Brandon's girlfriend) sorta, but not really, redeemed herself with me. She took part in a ridicule session with Brandon and me on this girl down the hall who wears the same thing everyday. One way to my heart is through ridicule. Another way is through food and good clothing. Anyway, I should be getting my blood test results back soon. So, yeah.

Thatcher

It's not very late yet.

I'm in the middle (by middle I mean that I just finished a 150 word introduction) of writing an argumentative paper on why gay marriage should be legalized nationwide. I don't know how I ended up on the blog.. I think I hit a wall with the paper because I'm singing along to Death Cab and I can't really think straight.

This paper made me realize how much I can't stand those who argue gay marriage is a sin. I'm a Catholic and I don't think it's a sin (maybe it's irrelevant, but I'd like to-- nevermind, it's relevant). I'm very open minded (unless you are wearing shitty shoes that I can't stop gawking at) and I accept your opinion, fine. Done.

People should keep to their own business, some strangers' wedding doesn't affect you. Stop pushing your religious beliefs onto others. It is a free country (or it is only to some extent considering the topic) with freedom of religion.

It's called an inalienable right by the name of "Pursuit of Happiness" folks. Stop being bitches.

No, no. Stop being condescending bitches.

I don't mean to offend anyone, but after having read SO MANY "it's a sin," "it's unnatural," "bla-shitty-shit-shit-shit-with-some-incorrect-grammar-here-and-some-misspelled-words-there-bla" comments, it will get to you. (Honestly people, a lot of browsers come with standard spell check functions-- use them maybe? Fuck.)

Back to that paper. 850 words to go. Night.

Claire

Vanity

When I was checking myself out in the mirror (how the best stories start out,) I realized how scared I am about tomorrow. I'm going to the doctor for my diabetes test and my mom made me look up all of the symptoms for diabetes to be a little more sure that we were doing the right thing about making the appointment. I think it was her way to stall because she is just as scared as me. I didn't think I was so scared. I was more of a come what may, I'll deal kind of guy. Now I am not. I don't want to go but I need to seeing as how I diagnosed myself with the help of WebMD. (With the help of WebMD I classified myself as a recovering sex addict - Dennis.) And it didn't help that in biology we talked about heart disorders. I've been having chest pains so that's another thing I can tell my doctor. I'm kind of a mess. I don't even know why I'm typing all of this. I am going to go to the doctor and see what happens. I could be okay.

Thatcher

I've Made a Decision. Decision Made.

I don't like Kailan (Brandon's girlfriend.) Here's why:

This morning when I was excitedly telling Brandon about CFC (cute flashy clerk) she kept interrupting me. Okay, I do that sometimes but I acknowledge it and stop and let the other person finish their story. But she would not shut up when I was talking!!! She was babbling about chemistry stuff or whatever. Hello, cute guys trump chemistry!!! Much in the way that best friend stories trump incoherent babbling!!! But here's the thing that really set me off: She told Brandon to get me to stop. Listen bitch, I don't owe anything to you and if I want to tell Brandon about a guy I saw I'll do it. I've been around a lot longer than your badly dressed ass! Brandon didn't really say anything or try to stop me (and he better be glad he didn't because he wouldn't be in this rant too.) What. A. Bitch. Normally this would be the spot where I would say that I'm overreacting and take some of what I said back but I don't. New girl needs to learn her place with me. She can be all snappy, snap, bitch, bitch with Brandon but I'm different. She can't tell me what to do, I'm not one of those two year olds she takes care of after school. Last time I checked she wasn't my mother. Oh, and before psychology I ran to Brandon to tell him about my biology test grade that I thought I bombed. I GOT A 90!!! And when I was telling him about it he was like, "I told you" and whatever and crap. I'm needy and he needed to be a little more excited for me. Anyway that's not where I was going with this. Kailan was like shhhing me and shit and telling be how loud I was being and telling me to be quiet. Okay, first of all, I'm always loud, get used to it. And second of all, shut up, I wasn't even talking to you in the first place. She was making faces to her friend while I was talking to Brandon. Yeah I saw that bitch!!! I saw that!!!

Anyway, I don't like her. At. All.

Thatcher

Pretty People Do Exist!!!

In the middle of writing a biology paper on melanoma cancer I decided to spend some money. I went to the mall and went to Pac Sun and Gap. Here's the thing, Pac Sun is stupid. Over priced clothing that you can get anywhere else. The scene store for the kids of Highland Village who like to be fake and listen to bands like Hey Monday and Cobra Starship because they're "hip." I went in anyway because I needed a pair of good black jeans and what better place to look than a store where everyone goes to? While I was looking for jeans I came across this pair of black skinny jeans. Let me get one thing straight, I don't do skinny jeans. Unless you are a girl or a musician who likes it when their penis gets smashed into submission, skinny jeans DO NOT look good on guys. But, curiosity got the best of me and I wanted to see how they worked. I couldn't even get my left leg all the way through the pant leg. It was tragic and upon realizing that I exited the store and went to the Gap.

Best. Decision. Ever.

I walk in and (irrelevant comment) they changed the store around so I ended up walking into the women's section without realizing it. Anyway I was walking to the newly located men's section and there he was. The music stopped and the world was slow motion and for five seconds I fell in love with a Gap employee. He was the CUTEST clerk I have ever seen and to top it off, he asked me how I was!!! I know that's his job to do but the fact that he did it to me first before the girl next to him and that he flashed me the most BEAUTIFULLY EFFORTLESS smile I have ever seen made me feel special. I bought jeans and this really awesome button down shirt. The CFC (cute flashy clerk) was wearing one but a different color. I was hanging off of him perfectly. He had fantastic skin and perfect hair. I made sure he was the one who rang me up. When he was checking me out he was making small talk saying how I would love the shirt and how he's washed it a lot and it's still the same then I replied with "I hope so." Really Thatcher, "I hope so???" It was the best that I could do under such sexy pressure. I get irrelevant when I'm around guys I have crushes on, even instant one time crushes. I did flash a great smile though and when I was in the fitting room I made sure I didn't have anything gross on my face. So pretty. I need to save money and go back again soon so I can redeem myself from that stupid, "I hope so." I should have told him how good he looked in his shirt and how much better he would look with me taking it off.

Ah, but a fantasy.

Thatcher

An Enjoyable Birthday!

My favorite birthday card was the one Whitney made me. If you, Thatcher and Claire, can't guess what it is, I'll be very upset!



Courtney cut up her own clothes to make me a hat that I did not wear. It's still cute, haha.



It's the cute "mix tape" Drew made for me! It's totally adorable! And has good music!

Ok, so. Really I just wanted to show y'all a couple of the cute things I got on this day of my birthday.

It was a good one :)

Thanks everyone!

-Alex

It's a birthday weekend!

haaaaaaaaappy birthday to you
happy birthday to you
happy birthday dear alexxxxxxxxxxxx
happy birthday to youuu

love

Thatcher and Clurr

Today's The Day, part 2

I decided to divide this blog into two parts because I wanted to do this cool two part thing where I talk about my feelings in the morning and at night. I feel good today. Today was a good day. My parents got back home safe and we all went to On The Border. Really good. Then we came back home and had cake time!!! I love cake time. Especially when the cake is from Sam's. White cake, butter cream icing. Yum. Then Brandon came to get me and we went to Ben and Jerry's. I had never been so it was nice. Then we went to Barnes and Noble and I bought The Stepford Wives and The Age of Innocence. It was just a nice, chill day. A good day. I loved it.

A birthday for the books.

Oh, and my mom is gonna take me to the doctor for a diabetes test.

Thatcher

P.S. you like how I drop the bombshell after a seemingly calm post? I do too.

Today's The Day, part 1

I am nineteen today. I took the day off of work so I could sleep in, which I did. I don't feel any different but I don't think I am supposed to so early in the nineteen game. I guess I feel more adult like because I am thatmuch closer to being twenty. I have a lot of things I want to do. I want to read more, I have SO MANY books I want to read. The short list: Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, My Booky Wook, Wuthering Heights, Then We Came To The End. I have to do better in school. Pedal to the metal, Chevy to the levy (and the levy was bri.) I want to do really good this year and this summer and next year so I can get in and go to UT next year (fall 2010.) I want to buy more clothing so I can dress better and whatnot. I am going to try and stop complaining about my job so much. Even though it brings me grief it is a job and I am thankful for that. I am gonna try and keep this boy crazy thing dormant. It will happen when it happens. I am gonna actually start doing these things on this list so I can stop having so many posts like this. This is like the seventh (exaggeration) time I've done this. I am going to make this my best year ever!!!!! That is, until my next birthday.

My parents and brother get back today from Alabama. Last night was just me and my grandma. We had a good conversation. It was all over the place but it was good nonetheless. My brother made me the Cutest birthday card ever!!! It was actually a book thing and it named all these facts about me and what not. Loved it.

Tonight I am going out with Brandon to Ben and Jerry's. I swear if he was gay we'd totally be into each other.

Thatcher

THATCHER!!!!!!!!

WE JUST WANTED TO WISH MR. THATCHER A BIG OLE' HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LOVE,

ALEX AND CLAIRE

I'm eternally sleepy.

I'm at school, just wanted to let you peeps know that I have registered for my classes as of 7:09 this morning. Registration started at 7 AM, and I didn't want to be last.

MWF schedule successful; I'm just going to have run speed walk between classes. Almost all of them are across campus. I don't care.

Classes:

1. Biology ii + recitation
2. Biology Lab ii
3. Mandarin iii
4. English ii
5. Government (I forgot if I signed up for 1040 or 1050)
6. Career Development


I'm thinking about switching it up still. I'm still very interested in an environmental science and another anthropology.

What's that? Major you say? I still don't know. Originally (and technically still is) Biology is my major. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE biology. Chemistry is okay. It's not bad overall. But the whole only 15% of applicants get into med school thing isn't safe enough for me. I am NOT going to be a biological researcher or biology teacher. Fuck that. There's nothing wrong with those careers, but that is not something I would thrive in.

Then I changed my mind to major in Anthropology. I was swayed by Bones to take an Intro to Anth class, and I LOVED IT. I kicked ass in that class too, because it was interesting. Learning about cultures and languages is my favoriteeeee (This has been discussed a million times with my friend Kaitlin). But a career in it, also, isn't a guarantee. Perhaps a minor though.

Then it was linguistics. I LOVE learning languages. I'm still considering this to be my major. But also I LOVE science, and I'm not so sure that I want to give up that ambition yet.

Ugh, shit.

Claire