lets get nuts. i feel invincible.
time to embark upon a new job quest after having been rejected three times already. i think im helping fuel a new career stereotype for filpinos (other than nurses, post office workers, and retired us navy officers): pizza delivery. woodstocks pizza here i come.
call me a freak, or maybe its just me, but when a girl sits in front of me during lecture with a shirt thats a little too short and her stomach/waist area protrudes in an outward manner like play-dough squeezed through your fingers, sometimes i just want to take my pen and poke it like its some sort of bug. and rarely, i get the urge to draw a smiley face so that if you grab the love handles, its like pinching a pair of cheeks.
and some people simply need to chill. if you take the little things so seriously your lifes gonna be shit. its sad when youve degraded to the point where you hang on to these really discreet shrimpy things.
bethany is my idol here in davis, not william hung. i swear that firecrotch always has warm energy emanating from her. theres something about people from southern california that seems extremely refreshing. yes, i mean all of you.
there are a lot of girls in my chinese class that look as if they were shot in the face with homers makeup gun (set on whore). and i find it funny how the girl i persued last quarter lied to me and took the chinese class offered at the other time. go figure. her loss if she limits herself only to extremely hot taiwanese men.
i want to play more late night scrabble.
im probably a little late in saying this, but to reiterate: elbows a great band.
gnide, i like this quarter already, and no ones going to stop me from the happiness of the katakuris.
