My Twenty-Something Quasi-Soap

ahhh....what a weekend. what a wonderfully amazing weekend. i did absolutely nothing. seriously. but let me back up to friday first. there was this halloween party going on at 10 buffa (rutgers band-speak for a house notorious for excellent parties), and we were definetly going to be there. but, we needed costumes. so we decided that liz and i were going to be hookers and andre was going to be our pimp. got some fishnet stockings, and we were set. andre was dressed in black with liz's sunglasses, liz had a black tank top and leopard print skirt with fishnet stockings, and i had my black suede halter top with denim daisy dukes and fishnets. we looked awesome as hell, and made an awesome entrance. partied our butts off, slept over, and came back to the dorms. we had also been invited to another halloween party last night, but i decided not to go. so liz and andre went to long branch and i stayed in my room. and did absolutely nothing. i mean nothing. i sat and watched tv all day long

grrrr....can't seem to get my archives to work....damn computers. well, it's really not something that has to get done tonight, like my expos paper. i had all day today to work on it. and i have nothing done. not a single word saved on my lovely little word processor. i did a bunch of other stuff...went to class, read the paper, got a kick-ass e-mail from rachel, started re-organizing my mp3's, had a meeting with my academic advisor, made a schedule for next semester, watched cartoons for 2 hours, ate dinner, went through some ex-boyfriend drama, watched jeopardy and millionaire, went to andre's to deconstruct the party palace, did dishes (and got some serious dishpan hands), brought my stereo back to my room, ate again, checked my e-mail again, and now i'm writing yet another pointless blog. and i have a paper due in 11 hours. but i can't think of what to write. my brain has shut down and refused to function. i'm really getting mad, too. i was supposed to f

nekkid, nekkid, nekkid! yes, i said nekkid. no, not naked, but n-e-k-k-i-d. so let me explain. i saw this awesome play called "other people" and it was really cool. but there were nekkid guys in it. i didn't think that it would bother me. it didn't really, i was just a bit shocked. but otherwise the play was really cool. i'm hoping that i can do a monologue from that play, cuz the monologues in that show are sooo cool. i realized why i want to act someday. i watch movies and plays and i wonder how i could do it differently or better. just to have a chance to have someone watch me and say, "wow, that was soo freakin cool!" that's why i want to be an actress. i used to say to myself that i would win the academy award for best actress in the year 2009. i still don't know if it will happen, but you never know. i mean, if someone told me 2 years ago that i'd be here at rutgers, i wouldn't have believed them. i would have laughed hysterically.

ok, here's a reason why i am one of the most pathetic people on the face of the earth. i have one of the biggest crushes on a pop star. now don't fear dearies, i'm not drooling over some n*sync guy. oh no. my tastes are much more refined. a bit foreign, if you will. so who am i talking about? craig david. he's this up and coming british pop star who released his album here in the US a few months ago. and he's soooooo hot. i mean really hot. i mean, this guy is so gorgeous that i've completely forgotten about lenny kravitz. and i used to be all about lenny. he's practically forty and i wanted to have his babies. but i'm done with him. it's all about craig now. he's hot, he has a sexy accent, he's hot, he can sing, he's hot, he's 20, and did i forget to mention that he's so incredibly amazingly gorgeously hot?!? *sigh* my roomate thinks i'm nutty. i think i might have to agree with her. see, i have this little shrine to all of m

....and the sun don't seem to shine/ and the trees ain't tall/ got the summertime blues/ in the middle of fall... that's from one of my favorite songs by the Tony Rich Project called "Missin' You." it's one of those ridiculously melodic love songs that just gets stuck in your head...a song you listen to when you've just been dumped and you need a good cry so you put it on and bawl your eyes out. but i haven't been dumped. but i still get teary when i hear it...i guess it kinda reminds me of someone i knew a long time ago and i don't talk to anymore because some weird stuff went down between us. and it seems like i'm a big fan of run-on sentences today. oh well, it's not english class. ha ha....i was just talking about that with my dad a little while ago. i was mentioning to him that someone had asked me why i just don't go ahead and major in english because i'm writing stuff all the time. majoring in english would be my first r

stuff to say, stuff to say......too much to talk about this week...but i'm doing laundry so i've got tons o time. ok, so like, today in acting class we started off by working on our monologues. luckily mine's a bit short so i didn't have to work on cutting anything. then we had to go and recite a poem in front of the class. now, i did mine on wednesday so i could just go and get it over with. i'm glad i did, because Christian (our teacher) really worked hard on the 2 girls who went today. when i went, i guess i did ok because she didn't have me up there very long. but i had to say my poem like 3 times....i've got too much tension in my shoulders and i'm not speaking from my gut. so when i tried doing that, i locked my knees. and then i started twitching my fingers. so before i know it, i'm speaking from my chest, locking my knees, twitching my fingers, and the whole time i'm telling myself, "speak from you gut! bend your knees! and for the

so i heard this really bad joke yesterday. ya wanna hear it? ok, here goes. "what's the difference between Afghanistan and Christmas?" "Christmas will be here in December." isn't that horrible? you know what else is horrible? my alarm clock didn't go off this morning. so I woke up at 8:30. 20 minutes after my acting class had started. i think the first twenty words i said this morning were "shit!" yup, that was all i said. and then i was at the mercy of the lovely RU bus system. sat for 10 minutes on college ave while some fat ass bus driver stood in front of the bus eating donuts. just standing there, munching away, acting like people don't have places to be. grrrrrr..... so class went ok, and then i had lunch and now i'm just sitting here talking about my day and talking to some of my boys. i'm always talking to my boys on instant messenger. but they're all boys that i know. i never talk to random guys on the internet....

dammit....stupid computer strikes again, and a whole bunch of stuff that i had written disappears without you all getting to read it. *sigh* well, it was boring and mundane stuff anyway. so where did i leave off....ok. so i finished my second expos paper last night. added more analysis like she wanted me to, so i had better pass this one. i practically added another page to my paper, so now it's six instead of five. this has been the first time that i've ever easily written a six page paper. i hate writing papers. they are, hands down, the bane of my existence. i mean, yeah, i write all the time. i've been keeping this blog pretty well updated, and i write poetry all the time. but writing papers is different. i'm forced to try and explain what i think some author is trying to say. we analyze literature to death these days. example: last semester inone of my honors classes, i had to write a paper about the "spiritual or quasi-spiritual" quest in the Great Gatsb

drama drama and more drama....*sigh*. i should be sleeping, but i am too stressed. but i don't know why i'm stressed. so i failed my expos paper....wanted to cry, but couldn't. too pissed to cry. if you only knew how hard i worked on that paper..... but that's not why i'm stressed ( i think). you know what i was thinking about tonight? i was thinking about the stupidest thing. i was thinking about how i never got to go to my prom in high school. isn't that pathetic? here i am, a sophomore in college, and i'm dwelling on why ididn't get to go to my prom. i easily could have gone, surely. but why in the hell would i get all dressed up to go to the prom by myself? yeah, by myself. i didn't have a date, and all of my friends already had dates. so i couldn't go with a group of friends. and with the way my school was, you did not just go to the prom by yourself. so i didn't go. i had no one to ask, and no one asked me. i think that's what my

mmmmm.....easy mac....and now i'm about to watch star wars since we're doing a star wars show for marching band and i've never seen the original flicks. so my mommy's going to send me money and i'm going to get real food. yay! awww...a new hope. itsn't it cute? well, my buds are telling me to get the hell off the comp. and since i picked the movie, i had better watch it. ta for now, kids, and may the force be with you....hee hee hee.

and another monday morning awaits me after i type this and go to bed. what a weekend! we lost to UConn, which really sucks. i mean, really sucks. we sooo should have beat them and they beat us by a point. grrrr.....i hate football. so after the game, we were all really hungry. but there was nothing on campus that was open, so we had to resort to the meager supplies that andre had left in his kitchen. sure, there was lots of food there, but it all belonged to his roomates. so what did we eat? rice. that's it. big ass bowls of rice. yeah, we're really damn poor. but andre's got some cash coming in and i got my mommy to put some money in my bank account, so pretty soon we're all going grocery shopping and buying tons of food. yum.....real food. so what else was i going to talk about? oh yeah! I saw the weirdest movie tonight. have you ever seen Being John Malkovich? i suggest you do because it's really good even though it's weird as hell. i was glad that i took a 1