Pet Peeved

You cannot rhyme two words that are the same. that is not rhyme, that is repetition. I was just listening to this song, i don't know what its called, but the guy tried to rhyme 'things' and 'things'. AARRGGHHHH!!! you cannot rhyme things and things!!! they are the same word!!! not only does that show a lack of creativity and talent, as well as outright stupidity, but also a lack of will to even try!!! (kings, rings, sings, wings. pick one!!!) If you have to rhyme two identical words in the song, then you come up with a different line, or a different approach! You dont REPEAT the same word!!!!
Whew. I feel a lot better.

Lots Of Stuff

hey kiddies! well, now that i have my first official reader (Hi!), i suppose i'll have to start posting more often. :) let's see... skipped religions class for the third or fourth, maybe fifth week in a row. Sorry Prof. Michelmore! What can i say...i'm a boon (what does that mean?) on your class. What else has happenned? well, i've spent (Quick head tally) at least ten hours over the past 3 days watching quarterlife online. i'm up to part 34 or 35. quarterlife RULES! i already have a friend on the website. i really dig the phenomenon of having, like, a fictional show and a real website meshing together into one great big awesome thing. i have to wonder which came first.
And now for the obligatory crush: Jed, of course. although i like Eric, too. But Jed...there's just something so tragic and lovely about him. and he's really smart and, just generally awesome. But really, what the hell kind of a name is Jed? unless it's short for like, Jebediah or something ridiculous like that. ;) Dylan is my favorite charachter, though. aside from just oozing beauty and sexiness and brains (in a good way ;) ) i love her entries, how wise and true they sound. and, to be honest, i just LOVE those freckles across her nose. :) I have ones just like them! Poor Debra, though. i got in a screaming match with my computer when she screwed Danny after almost dying over him. goddam little prick jerk. And he doesn't even pause a second before hopping right back on top of Carly. and then... Vanessa?!? wtf?? whatever. Lisa's cool, but i hate John. i guess for her.

Ew, the way im sitting right now is making me remember that i saw a little black BUG under my desk a few minutes ago. fing DISGUSTING. it was all like, wriggling around on its back inside this styrofoam cup down there. on its back. EEEEWWWW im giving myself the creeps. gross ew i HATE BUGS!! i am gonna be fucking twitchy and itchy all evening. fuck.
oh my god, but the other day, i was reading this now-lost book i had to do for class, Wide Sargasso Sea, which was really interesting *pout*, by the pond on campus. it was so beautiful. our cafe makes these kick ass cheese quesadillas, so i had my little non-biodegradable, outlives-the-cockroaches container of lunch, and i was sitting on these gorgeous old unvarnished wood adirondack chairs by the pond, and it was so incredibly picturesque. the breexe rippling the water, squirrels (did you know there were black squirrels?) nibbling behind me, digging food up out of the dark earth, and stretching out over the endge of the pond to take a drink. and these ducks, they were so funny. there was two mallards and a brown one with black markings, and they all swam together in the pond, occaisionally giving an angry quack. the brown one spent nearly all its time in the water with its butt in the air, it was so funny. I was like, dude, what are you fishing for down there? it was so funny cause the brown duck soo thought he was a mallard like the others. you could tell. :) it was so amazing, and it made me sad to leave it soon. i know i'll be sad, but this is just not my place.

man, i really wish they could deliver caffeine intravenously. Even slacking off at an olympic rate really takes it out of you. ;) I cant imagine what the Jane Showalters and the Edie Hitchcocks go through. Even tho the latter is a pretentious boob, and the former is a goddess. :) I still wish i was more like them. But honestly, what possesses someone to go around 100% of the time, in hot and cold weather, morning noon and night, in a beret? i swear to god, Edie. I have NEVER seen that girl without it. she probably showers with it and cuddles it in her sleep. :) i am so not mean, i swear. (why does 'i swear' always type ' i sweat'? "I sweat to god?)

well, i better get to doing some actual homework. Ciao.

holy shit update!!!

OMG guys it has been for eh var!!! i am so sorry, i thought i couldn't get back in. i am in chatham, i am hating chatham, i cant wait to get back out of chatham, which will happen in four weeks, ish. sucks. i am thinking of going to school for animal training, which would be nice if there was an animal training school nearby that wasn't EXCLUSIVELY dogs. so annoying. wel, whatcha gonna do. So i'm still spinning my wheels here. flunking 2 classes. losing my grip on reality, all that. oh, and i'm depressed, have flirted with but eventually dismissed cutting muself, and i have fazed out my shrink and will probably never see her again. she has done absolutely nothing for me, and i dont see the point of continually throwing my money and tiem away on her. my drug connection, whatshisname, mannheimer, thinks he knows me. fucking prick. i hate shrinks. i havent been sick all winter, though, that's an upside. of what, i couldnt tell you. ugh, my stupid bitch roomate. the most paranoid person i have ever met. i mean, i'm guilty and all, but still. :) i have met homeless people on the street with more commom sense than that bitch! FUCK HER! Whew. she fucking stole the remotes and the vaccuum. who the hell does that??? I mean...what? stupid bitch. movign on.

okay, so, what else is new? still veg, tho that's not really new. joined a few more AR clubs. :) god, my room is a fucking bomb site. it's messed up. i want the fuck OUT OF HERE!! which is a shame, because the campus is absolutely stunning. i was looking forward to living here. Agh! No self pity, or whatever that is. Well, there is soem silve rlining to this, although, as Chandler said, you have to reeally wanna see it. The goddess wanted to teach me that the things i stick myself to and resolve myself unblinkingly towards are not always what's best for me. just becuase i want something with my whole heart doesn't mean that i should get it, or that it is good for me. but if i hadn't gotten in, i would never have seen that. i'd've just been full of hatred and looking back. Wondering what if, even if some part of me knew i was better off. Still, i would always wonder.
Well, there it is. my silver lining. Dammit i have got to slap some sense into my space bar. I cannot type worth a shit on this laptop. alright, well, happy belated easter beloved non-readers.
Love Shay.

Quickie.

Hey. 39 days and counting. realized it'd been a while. i was putting on a dogster banner of kacey, which didn't stick. I'm writing a book, about a woman named deirdre, in the fuure, who's lover is wrongfully accused of murder, and is locked up. Deirdre breaks in and rescues him, and thryre gonna make a new life in the wild, away from the corrupt civil warmongers of the future government. it sound cheesy, and it is, but oh well. its fun. and it passes the time. i worked all thanksgiving week, earning extra money. and i lost 2 paychecks worth 400 dollars total. fun. ciao bella!

late night randomata

hey. cant stay long, pushing daisies is on. just wanted to say- 50 DAYS TIL CHATHAM!!! SLIGHTLY LESS THAT 7 WEEKS!!! yahoooooo!!!!!!!! oh, man. i stillc ant quite get my head around it. me! ME!! ME!!! a chatham woman! agh! woooohooooo!!! okay, thats all. im done for now.

Twee

Beauty. Jon Fratelli. Agh, my brain is a burnt fuse. And my heart is the match.

I just listened to the cd again today. oh god, he is so beautiful. the music makes my heart hurt and my soul feel like jetsam in a tsunami. oh god i am so in love with him. my heart is so big with love for him i can barely hold it in. i love you. you are so beautiful, Jon.

part of me knows this is just how i am, i fall in and out and in again of love like going through kleenex. but the rest of me thinks of it as blasphemy to dismiss this feeling, this...overwhelmed-ness with love as just a thing i do when i see a guy i like. i dont know anymore. all i know is i love him, and to savor it while i have it. Goddess hold my heart gently.

Sam and Lucky: The Apocalypse.

I finally got home early from school, alto not early enuf cuz i missed my stop. by like 3 miles. but i got back around quarter to 4, just in time to catch some general hospital. they hinted that in the next episode, Lucky was gonna come to Sam's with flowers! and just the look on her face was enough to put me over the edge. they actually mean to put Sam and Lucky together?? Sam and Lucky??? TOGETHER?!?!? SAM and... Lucky....??? needless to say, i'll have a bruise on my chin for a week, it hit the floor so hard. a shameful number of obscenities flew from my mouth. Sam and Lucky. I still cant wrap my head around it. how dumb that show has gotten since i left. haha. that sounded wrong.
but ooh, i got straight a's on my midterms and probably in my classes too, but my english grade isnt out yet, cause my prof is out with pneumonia. i did something in school that i cant connect myself with online in case i'm identified, but it was very fun and made me feel nice. well, one did. the other was in a fit of depresion and just made me feel lousy. oh yeah, i'm depressed now. no signups for PP or Team Cohutta? Im dissapointed. well, ive got better things to do. lol. smell ya later.