Awesome

Yesterday, as in Sunday, November 23, 2008, Nicholas C. Rubin came up to visit me. It was awesome. It was the first time someone came to see me! Nobody loves me, I guess, haha.
I go home tomorrow, as in Tuesday, November 25, 2008. I'm kind of excited. I also found someone to cover my shift for me on Wednesday so I don't get fired.
I hope this means that this week will be better because I'm counting all the positive things. I hope they outweigh all the negative things that have happened so far because I would really like one good week. That's all I'm asking. One.

The Avocado Conquest

I am a hungry girl. I go into the living room/kitchen in search of some vittles. I find a bag of Lay's, almost empty. I pick at some chips and eat them. I find my semi-delicious (my Asian tongue has been cursed by What White People Think Is Good Asian Food Like Pho Hoa) Chinese food from last week. Honey walnut prawns, in case you were wondering. It is my most favorite and delicious dish ever. Anyway, I opened that up. The mayonnaise or whatever coats it looks semi-chunky. I decided I would try it anyway. I heat it up in our broken microwave. The chunkies do not disappear and are now oily/greasy. I am a hungry girl, so I eat it anyway. It is nasty. I stop after three walnuts and one soggy, limp shrimp. I eye my yogurt. I am too hungry to bother tossing in granola so I eat my yogurt. But first, inside the bag holding the yogurt, there is an avocado. I lumber back to my room to continue writing my letter to Joshua A. Greenberg and to chat to Brad and JAG. I am semi-scarfing down my yogurt when I think Avocado... and then I think AVOCADO!? And I eat my yogurt somemore, thinking Avocado... I then decide I will eat that avocado. After all, I am a hungry girl. The conversation in my head went more like this: AVOCADO!? from one side of my head. Then the other side went in a deep, rumbling, booming voice YES!! AVOCADO. So I listen to my hungry, primal instincts and dash back to the kitchen to My Avocado. My Avocado is sitting inside the refridgerator screaming "EAT ME! EAT ME!" I grab it, and a knife. Then I proceed to cut myself as I try to cut open the avocado. Twice. It was a sorry sight. But I do not falter. I pick up the knife again, and triumphantly saw it open! It was quite glorious chomping into its fleshy, green insides. The Avocado cannot defeat me.

Things I Hate (An Ever Expanding List)

- unnecessary levels of stress
- unnecessary stressors
- not sleeping
- stuffy rooms
- massive amounts of work
- being tired/exhausted all the time
- falling asleep everywhere
- drama
- midterms
- drums from the upstairs
- bathrooms with little ventilation
- dry weather, and subsequently, dry skin
- work
- studying
- not getting classes that I want to take
- days feeling like Thursday or Friday when it's only Monday or Tuesday, or even Sunday
- CVS
- Longs for rejecting my time off request even though I don't have a place to live so I can work thus causing unnecessary stress
- raccoons
- pubic hairs on toilet seats or in showers
- nasty hairs in showers
- things falling apart
- lack of cellphone
- lack of cellphone reception
- dirty, sweaty men in my bed
- being hungry
- not having a football team
- seeing penises, boobies, and hairy cooters and things related to that (ie. carpet munching), even if they are just images in a book I'm supposed to read.
- Kresge Core
- Documenting Oral History
- babies

A Secret

I found this secret today, sitting at the College 9 & 10 bus stop. Needless to say, it was very exciting/inspiring. I found myself sitting there, thinking about what little miracles have happened to me today. What constitutes as a little miracle? Is it a nice act? It is something cool? I guess it's all based on perception, and what one things is a miracle.
So these are my little miracles for today...
1. Finding the secret.
2. Coming up with a cool surprise idea for my friends.
3. Having an awesome boyfriend.
4. Being sleepy at midnight. Yay!

What are your little miracles?

Best Part About My Night

I got a drunk dial tonight from the one and only, Ms. Natalie Alison Tyson! It was awesome. I'm not sure I should disclose what it was about, but it was quite the scandal!

Edit:
I got TWO drunk dials! What a delight!

Chockful O' Metal!

I've stopped keeping a metalhead tally, but I am still on the lookout for metalheads. Today, I was over by the Porter and Porter/Kresge apartments when I heard something sounding like the Faceless! I was coming back from the dining hall and heading to my ATox class, but naturally I had to stop! I saw this guy running out of the general area of the apartment so I stopped him and asked him about who lived there. He said he did, and then proceeded to ask me if the music was too loud. Of course, I replied with a no, and was like whoa, you lyk da metalz? And he was like ya, I lyk da metalz, but I gotz 2 goz 2 bandz practicez comez onz inz. Okay, maybe not like that, but I just felt like typing it like that. I was like oh no! I have class, but he'd already disappeared, so I was like oh I'll stop by later. So I did! He was standing outside with a bunch of people and I proceeded to pester him about the Faceless since he said he had the new CD! Then he led me inside his apartment, and there was a DEN OF METAL LISTENING PEOPLE! Except they were playing video games at the time. But I met a bunch of people who like the metal! I have to fine tune their listenings, of course, but they already like some! It's only a matter of time! :)
Side note: They were also looking for opium. Black tar, or something, to be exact, which Brad informs me is like heroin. YIKES! Also, they tried to trick me into believing they all did heroin! It was fairly awkward. But they were nice! Oh and they also had a glass on glass bong sitting in the corner. Oh Santa Cruz/college...

And I met another metalhead today at the East Fieldhouse/Wellness Center! He was in a Slayer shirt, which could be anyone, but I stopped him and was like OMG METALZ! And he was like FINALLY this shirt gets me noticed. His name is Steve.

It's been a bad day/week so far, but I guess NOT FOR THE METALZ!
Okay, I'm done. I promise.

Also, I found Militza flirting with one of my friends, who happens to be a manwhore who is also a metalhead. It was very strange.

FOOD

I think I am perpetually hungry. It makes me sad because I want to eat all the time. And no, it's not because I am depressed.

Thanksgiving Break is coming up SOONER THAN SOON. Two weeks from now I will be at home. Let's go eat! Preferably places from the following list:
- Mandarin Gourmet--NATE!!!
- Baja Cactus--also NATE!!!
- Layang Layang--family!!!
- KFC--family!! Just kidding.
- Pho Bac So Mot--aka the best pho place known to man/Vietkind
- Quickly's, plz thx--family
- Florentine's
- Chipotle!
- In'n'Out. It's an exception to the no burgers thing, but only once.
- Perkins house
- FOOD!!! :) Yes, food is a place.

Preferably not food from the following list:
- Pizza
- Hamburgers
- Pizza
- Hamburgers
- Fries
- Pizza
- Shitty pasta
- Hamburgers