Tuesday, November 30, 2004

HI, I'M A LAME TITLE!

Shh. Don't tell Kelly but I am supposed to be doing my English paper right now. Details. I am going to George's to see Cruiserweight in a bit. What a way to procrastinate more! YES!

I decided that from now on I am going to use that face that I have right down there on that dang thing there. I like it. Even when I am not feeling like that I am gonna have it there. Maybe.

I am so tired. Sleepy. Exhausted. And I have really bad bags under my eyes. It's sad. I didn't get to take my nap today. I know I know, but don't worry about me. I shall recover.

Wanna see something cool? Go to this site. It's fucking neat. Keep up the counting.

I will pay someone a lot of money to make my philosophy teacher quit his job like soon. I am really not looking forward to this final. Luckily for me this will be the first/hardest final I have. So once I take it everything will be a breeze from there.

Study group has already started for philosophy. This will be a fun week in the library. Tomorrow shall be just as busy as today. I will be looking forward to the whole idea of waking up for my nine o'clock, finishing english until my eleven, having lunch with the peeps (that I really do look forward to) till my one, and then I am trucking my ass to Sundance to buy a CD.

"Liz, shouldn't you be saving your money?" Fuck you. Music is my love and my weakness. I will buy a CD tomorrow whether you like it or not. I kinda have to. It's more of an obligation if anything. Is it my fault that Jimmy Eat World decided to do a continuance of Clarity? No. Clarity is my favorite-est CD from Jimmy ever...EVER. I must get it. I must! *nods*

Anyway then I am coming here to change, going to the library for more philosophy, going to the pool at 5, swim for an hour, go back to the library till 8, come here, shower, do my interpersonal communications homework and chill till Family Guy. Whew.

Today I belted out my ten page interpretive paper for my interpersonal communications class in two and a half hours. I totally beat the deadline by fifteen minutes. I know I am awesome...and fat. Who cares though? *shrugs*

That fat remark was for the person that actually thinks that calling me that will actually phase me. Mwahaha. Get over yourself. Anywho. I am gonna get ready for the show. Ciao!

Currently Listening To:

Motion City Soundtrack - "Sunday Warning" (off of the split ep with Matchbook Romance)

Mood:


Confident *nods*

Monday, November 29, 2004

I'D RATHER POST

Just procrastinating this paper some more. I suck.

Anyway, I went swimming today and the pool was freaking 74 degrees! Yikes! I honestly thought I was gonna die when I jumped in. Well, maybe not die but get severly ill later. Maybe hypothermia? Just jumping in there made me wonder how in the hell people can be in Polar Bear clubs.



Man, some people are just insane. What reason are they talking about? Forgive me, but I don't understand the logic.

If ever there is a day that you can't wake up I suggest you throw yourself into the pool on campus. That will wake you up. No doubt about it.

Alright this paper calls. Later.

Currently Listening To:

Jimmy Eat World - "For Me This Is Heaven"

Mood:

Whatever that face describes...you decide.

Sunday, November 28, 2004

THE TRUTH LIES HERE

Before anyone starts assuming that this one is for you, it isn't.
The person that this goes to -will know- that it's for them.
Drama sucks so I plan on ending this now.

*clears throat*
Let's get a couple of things straight.
First, I don't hate you.
That doesn't mean that I like you either.
Hate is something that only a few people experience from me.
Second, don't blame me for getting you "in trouble."
You get yourself into trouble.
If you were so concerned about getting into trouble you'd stop talking to me.
Stop the emails.
Stop the AIM messaging with different screen names.
Stop the random phone calls from blocked numbers.
Stop the net stalking on myspace.
Make this your last time to come to my site.
I don't care that you're crazy about me.
I doubt that your psycho girlfriend does either.
Get it through your head now.
You and I will never happen.
You're lucky I responded when you'd message.
Get over yourself.
Most of all, get over me.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

TIME TO SAY MY THANKS

I am thankful for...

being able to return this year for school.
my dad's health, as it slowly is getting better.
my mom. She keeps our family together. Without her we would fall apart.
all 5 of my siblings. There is never a dull moment in our house.
my grandpa being a million times better than what he was.
the rest of my family. Only the ones that know they mean something to me though.
having great friends.
having my own room in Blanco Hall.
the asshole ex-boyfriends that make me a stronger/better person.
the people that think can challenge me. It gives me more drive.
stupid people. They are the best source of entertainment.
my swimming teacher. God, I love swimming.
weightloss.
music.
the creators of Even Stevens, Family Guy, and The OC.

I am pretty sure there are more but I think I got the important ones. Happy Thanksgiving!

Currently Listening to:

Brand New - "Play Crack the Sky."

Mood:

Anxious

RAIN RAIN GO AWAY.

Just to let you know it's raining out there. *looks down at the bottom of her soaked pants* Don't get me wrong. I love the rain but geez. *looks up* How much more of this can we take, God? Did we Texans do something to piss you off? If so let me know. I bet it's because the president is from here, right? Trust me, we aren't all as stupid as him. He didn't even get my vote. Maybe you should reconsider this punishment.

My hometown is flooded. In 1998 we had a record flood. It sucked. Thank God, none of my family was affected by it but we did know a lot of people that were. I remember doing a lot of volunteer work at the Salvation Army. I also remember donating like half of my closet too. It was an interesting/not fun time. We made it onto the national news though. I don't remember which news show it was but I remember my grandpa gene calling from Pearland to check on us. He said that he had just seen the news and called us immediately.

Grandpa Gene and his wife (not my real grandma) are probably the only ones on my dad's side of the family that I can really tolerate. My real grandma doesn't deserve my love or anyone's at that. She really needs to see a psychiatrist. She needs some fucking pills for the following: being a drama queen, a bitch, an attention whore, and a psycho. I haven't seen her since my dad's benefit and the week before when he had surgery. Before then it had been like two years. Enough about her. She doesn't deserve this much publicity.

Oh my gosh! I am so stoked. My most favorite-est holiday is just two days away. I -love- Thanksgiving. You don't even know. Most of all I can't wait to see the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, that's my favorite part. I am going to it one day. There are no doubts about it. The only thing that sucks is that Victoria sucks. I usually go out to the park when I get bored but the park is closed. The river has flooded it out. Now it will take forever before they open it up again. I am going to need some other alternatives for how I will be spending my Christmas break now. *shrugs* Shit happens.

Currently Listening to:

Nothing - I'm at work.

Mood:

Anxious

Sunday, November 21, 2004

SEXUAL CHOCOLATE

So this weekend was what the doctor ordered. What doctor, might you ask? The one that I made up specifically for this blog.

My cousin Adrian came and visited this weekend. Friday we got drunk at AJ's. Adrian had fun. Jason jumped in the pool. Kate wasn't here. Kelsea was far too drunk for me to catch up. Day was Day, still cool. AJ was funny like always. Matt was a Liger. Christine was a "doorknob." Justin is a virgin. I made out with Justin.

Saturday Adrian and I stole a lot of music from each other. I have to though, because I'm a poor college student. If I had the money of course I would buy CDs. The weather sucked ass so we didn't go out. Instead we worked out, burned CDs, ate Wendy's, watched a movie, and napped.

Later on in the night Jason and Christine came over so we could watch Coming to America. Hilarious movie. Jason had never seen it. It is one of those movies that I have seen a million freaking times yet this time I actually watched it. If you know what I mean. I saw that movie a lot when I was a kid. I saw it twice all the way through and when it was on tv I would only catch parts of it.

My cousin left early this afternoon. I did some of my Interpretive Paper and went swimming with Christine. I think that is enough productive acts for me today. Now I am going to figure out how I can be lazy after I clean my room. Ciao!


Currently Listening to:


ThePostalService - "NothingBetter."

Mood:

BurntOut

I HAVE THIS PROBLEM...

with being obsessed with music. I decided to listen to some American Football tonight and then I remembered that the lead singer of American Football, Mike Kinsella (the most talented fucking musician in the world), was in four bands. Those bands being: American Football, Owen, Joan of Arc, and Cap'n Jazz.

Let me tell you about Mike Kinsella. In American Football he played guitar, drums, sang and wrote the music and songs. In Owen he did the same but it was only him, no other band members. Damn right too. He doesn't need anyone else because he is that fucking good. In Joan of Arc he did guitar, drums, and helped his brother Tim (the singer) write songs and music. And in the band Cap'n Jazz he did all of the same as that of Joan of Arc and his brother was also in this band. Yeah I know. Fucking amazing, right?

I am in love with his music, anything he touches, and now I am on a music high. When I first heard American Football I liked it a lot. When I heard Owen I liked it more. Now I am listening to Joan of Arc and Cap'n Jazz and I -need- their CDs. I only have a few songs from American Football and it's really disappointing. I need more, this isn't an issue of wanting...it's -needing.-

Geez, I hate being a poor college student. Details. I am still getting these fucking CDs. Before January I will have Owen and American Football for sure. By the end of next semester I will have all of Joan of Arc and Cap'n Jazz. *nods* It's settled then. Now to figure out who I am getting to buy them or how I am getting the money. Any suggestions? Let me know.

At the rate I am going right now I am gonna need a new CD wallet by the end of next semester. I have a big CD wallet too. Oh geez. Do they have medicine for someone like me? Is it normal to be this obsessed with music? To get a high when I hear certain music? Oh man. I have a big problem on my hands. I can't help it that I love music though. It just happened that way. *shrugs*

Friday, November 19, 2004

THE BITCH I AM...

Has decided that this blog is needed for bitching. There are some things that I think people need to know about me. In communications we learned that that every person has either and high need for control, affection, or inclusion. I have noticed that in a lot now that I study people. Let me admit to you all now that I am the type of person that has a high need for control. (If you haven't noticed.) So, YES, I tend to be a bitch because of that.

No, I don't know everything. I can admit to that and I don't like it when people tell me that I can't. No one will ever know everything. It's not possible. I don't think that everyone is stupid either. I hate it when people assume that I think they are.

My intentions are not to make anyone feel they are stupid. I hate it when people try to make me feel stupid and I don't see the point to making anyone else feel that way. Please don't fucking talk to me like I am two years old either. Do not degrade me to something that I'm not. It sucks. Are we not college students? Are we not here for a reason or by some standards? But most of all are we not adults?

Lately I have felt like I am a bad fucking person or friend at that. You try to look out for someone and you get yelled at because someone thinks that you are making a personal attack. Other people call you their best friends and then they don't want to talk to you about something because you have never been in that situation. At the least there is a chance for comforting. Shit.

I guess a lot of this is me feeling down about my friends not wanting me to be there. Even when I am just extending a hand. Lately I've felt like I've been annoying everyone. I talked to my brother and he was saying the same thing. Maybe I am the one getting annoyed though. Whatever. The fact of the matter is that it's time for this break.

I have drifted too far from some of my friends and it sucks. It really sucks. I think I am going back to Victoria for the summer to get some school done. Jennie will be in Houston, Daniel is not allowed around me, Mike will probably be going to the Marines, and Jason is happily in Denton and is probably moving to Cali with his band. As for everyone else I don't care. Some of them don't even care to talk anymore. They get girlfriends and they forget about their best girl friend from high school. I will just take some classes, get a job, lose more weight and get on with my life.

Who needs friends when you are trying to study, workout, and make money in a town like Victoria? I will be yearning to come back here but I think that is the best part. Leaving this place for more than 3 months and then coming back is like falling in love all over again. You appreciate it more when you are gone longer. Though I hate Victoria and most of the people in it, I think it's for the best.

My cousin is coming tomorrow. (Today really.) So I have something to look forward to. Sometimes its good to be around those that you love and know love you back unconditionally.

Don't bother leaving any comments. It's not that I don't care, I just don't want to hear it. At least not now. Sorry about the length, but remember that I didn't force you to read it.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

COUNT IT DOWN

So, here I am once again. At this hell that we sometimes call work. We are about to get out and I have completed all of my tasks and now have nothing to do. Man time goes by really slow when you have nothing to do but stare at the clock.

Four weeks till my Christmas Break starts.
Three weeks till dead day.
Two hours and 12 minutes till The OC!
One more week till Thanksgiving!

Kelly, you are one dumb shit for killing your other fish too. But I still love you. *grins*

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

R.I.P.

Last night our dear friend Basil passed away. Kelly came and knocked on my door at 1:10 am to share this tragedy with me. Unfortunately we had to send him to fish heaven last night. (Yes that means down that toilet.) I am sorry that you couldn't be there with us, for it was a very moving ceremony. If my throat wasn't hurting I would have sang "Amazing Grace." It would have been great.

He was a good fish.
One of the best.
No fish can ever replace him, for there is none like him.
So well behaved he was.
He always remained in his tank.
It is now that he will remain in our hearts.

Let us all take this time to bow our heads in a moment of silence dedicated to Basil.
*bows her head*
Amen.

*shouts* You're my boy, Basil!

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

I'D RATHER BE SWIMMING

Today is so freaking gross. The weather sucks ass. I hate days like this. I had to run a couple of errands for work today. One to Flowers Hall and another to JCK. On my way to Flowers it was raining. Five minutes later it was sunny and humid. I got to JCK and it was dark and muggy. Then it rained some more.

I guess it is true what they say about Texas. "If you don't like the weather just wait a minute." Whatever genius came up with that I wouldn't mind kicking in the balls. I hate that they have to be right.

So yeah. This weekend should be fun filled with boy toys. *grins* That Jason guy invited me to a party on Thursday and Dash asked me for my number today. He is supposed to call me on Saturday so we can hang out. I am gonna take him to the Rene's party with me. This should be interesting. I will be drunk and Dash is a funny guy.

Work is too boring sometimes. I could be doing homework but instead I am posting. *grins* I could be working on my English right now. Too bad I left my books in my room.

After this I am going to the pool. Now that I am starting to feel better, I need to make up for all of the not working out that I have been doing. I started getting sick on Friday so I haven't worked out since then. Shit. Luckily for me I didn't gain anything. I'm excited. Sometimes working out is the highlight of my day. I think what makes it really awesome is that working out has now become a daily routine, or habit, if you will.

One more week till we leave for Thanksgiving break!
One week and two days till Turkey day!

I heart Thanksgiving so much, but the best part is getting up to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. I am gonna go to it one day. Someday. Screw football, what do you think this is Texas? Geez.

Monday, November 15, 2004

WE'RE GOING DOWN.

So I am up early. Sick and dying. I decided not to go to my first class because I'm not feeling too hot. Anyway, that's besides the point.

I was watching the TODAY show on NBC with Matt Lauer interviewing Tim Allen about his new Christmas movie. It looks like it's gonna suck. Anyway, that's not the point. They interrupted it with a "special report" when they should have called it "An interruption to scare the shit out of you with some bad fucking news."

So here it is....
Colin Powell is resigning.

Nooooooooooo!

First Dashcle, Now Powell. Shit. This is bad, people, this is real bad.

Kelly isn't up yet but I am gonna have to break this to her. Cross your fingers. I might be taking this worse than her though.

I would bitch more but I'm gonna go cry now.

Saturday, November 13, 2004

"GEEZ, LIZ, YOU GO TO TOO MANY CONCERTS."

Fuck you.

The Coheed and Cambria show was yesterday. They played with 3 and Underoath. A note to everyone out there...the band 3 sucks. They suck and I don't care to hear what anyone else has to say about them. They suck and I don't want anyone to try and convince me differently. They suck and it's just that simple.

Underoath was freaking awesome. I will be buying their cds soon. *nods* The lead singer reminds me of the lead singer from TakingBackSunday except not gay. They both have really long hair that they throw around and are both really skinny. Adam (TBS) is a little bigger in his body size though. Anyway, that isn't the point.

I don't know why I haven't listened to these guys before. I have heard of them but never actually took the time to listen to them. So I will be seeing them again.

Coheed and Cambria rocks my socks. Like always at a show I push my way to the front but this time I got further than I usually do. I was right up against the railing. Usually there will be like three or four people in front of me but not this time. Here is the pic that I took.

Claudio's (lead singer) hair is awesome. As you can see there wasn't a soul in front of me. I'm such a bad ass. Let me just say that Coheed put on one of the best encores that I have ever seen. I think Weezer's was my all time favorite but Coheed came close.

My brother, his girlfriend, and Mike came with me. My cousin Adrian met up with us and he brought his friend Nathan who was visiting from houston. Mike is 25 years old and has never been to concert. And, to think that he was about to bail on this one, it would have been a shame.

My brother is awesome. He bought me a Coheed sweater. I was so stoked because I was freezing my ass off (outdoor concert at stubbs) but mostly because it was a Coheed sweater! It has this image on it.
It doesn't have any words on it. It's just the dragonfly in red outline and the sweater is black. I wish it was a hoodie but I can't complain because I didn't pay for it. I am going to even wear that thing in the summer.

Last night after the concert, sucked. It's not even worth talking about. The only thing that matters is that Coheed was awesome. If you missed it intentionally, you suck just as bad as 3. The end.

TITLELESS

So Victoria was interesting. Too long of a story to explain and not anything that I want the internet world to know or anyone else really. It was great seeing Trent, Dustin, Mike, Rene, and Daniel. I saw some other people too but no one important enough to mention.

I forgot how fun those guys can be. Before we left Rene's apartment Trent was fucking around with Maclean. We (Mike, Dustin, Trent, Maclean (sp?), and Myself) have this thing that we do to each other. We will lick our hand and rub it somewhere on someone else's face. It is so gross but it's hilarious. It's usually the initiation to a lot of our play fights too.

At one point in the night someone decided that they wanted to go to Denny's. Trent was driving, Mike was passenger, I was behind Mike and Maclean was behind Trent. Well, Maclean licked his hand and smeared it all over Trent while he was trying to drive. Trent didn't do anything but Maclean did it again. Then Trent stopped the car in the middle of the street. They both got out and started chasing each other around. Finally, Trent got him back.

It was so random and freaking hilarious. Probably another one of those guess you had to be there situations. I have never had anyone do that before though. The only thing similar to that is playing "chinese fire drill." That's where you stop at a stop sign or red light and everyone gets out of the car and runs around it once or twice. Sometimes you switch drivers and seats and then you get back in. I know it's pointless but Victoria sucks.

Anywho. I am going to post about the Coheed and Cambria concert in a few minutes. It needs it's own post like all of the big shows I go to do.

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

NERD CORE

I decided that I am going to find and buy a shirt that says "Talk nerdy to me." Cute, eh? It would fit me well I think. I wish I would have had that for my halloween costume. Doesn't matter though because I want one now and I am going to get it.

So keep your fingers crossed. The San Marcos Hall Director likes me. I just hope that she calls me soon and let's me know what's going on. If she decides that she wants me to start like "yesterday" then I will be moving in this weekend. If not she will probably have me move before the break or at the beginning of next semester. That is if I get the job though. There are still two people that have interviews.

That is all. I shall go now.

Saturday, November 06, 2004

GET USED TO IT

Can somebody please tell me what the hell has happened to tv these days? Shit. I remember waking up at 10 in the morning when I was a kid and I got to watch good cartoons like all morning and through the afternoon too. Some of the shit that they call cartoons these days suck ass.

What ever happened to being able to watch Gargoyles, X-Men, and (most of all) Tom and Jerry? They don't even show Looney Tunes anymore. What the fuck? Someone should say something to the people that run tv nowadays.

For once I am up early on a Saturday and this is what I get. Nothing. No good cartoons. TV is so overrated now. The OC, Family Guy, and Conan are the only reasons for watching anything.

Nickalodeon seriously needs to bring back Rocko's Modern Life and Doug or they need to put them out on DVD. I wish I would have thought about recording those things when I was a kid so I could have them now.

This is why Josh is smart, but only to a certain extent. He has My Brother and Me recorded, (which was an awesome show by the way) but he still hasn't given me my copy. Bitch. I wish I had his memory. He can sit there and quote like every single show of Rocko's Modern Life, Seinfield, My Brother and Me and god knows what else. I can only quote a few of my favorite ones but he can quote -everything-.

Yesterday I was so desperate to watch old school cartoons that I actually sat through a full episode of Rugrats. Man. I miss good cartoons. What is this television world coming to?

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

SUICIDAL ELECTION

I don't know if many of you know this but there was a suicide on campus today. Some guy shot himself in his car in the Jackson/Arnold parking lot. I heard that it was the LBJ parking lot from Tyson but it couldn't have been. They stopped running all of the buses that ran from the quad to the student center so it would only make sense that it was up by Jackson/Arnold. They probably meant by LBJ because Jackson/Arnold are just right there of course.

It's funny though. Not funny that someone killed themself, but it's funny that I don't hear much about suicides. Since I have moved to San Marcos this is the first suicide that I heard about other than the loser that Overdosed on heroin in Butler. *shudders* I don't know if anyone would actually call that a suicide though. Technically it was an overdose. Whatever that isn't the point.

I remember there being something like 7 suicides within 3 years back in Victoria. It seems like when you get to college people grow out of that kind of thing then again I guess I am wrong. I have to be I mean look at what happened today. I am just not used to hearing something like that happen here and I had to post about it of course. There are very few things that I don't post about.

Anywho, Tyson and I were talking about it at work and he said that it was probably because he had his heart broken by a girl. Tyson said that girls are evil and everytime a guy that he knew or kinda knew that killed themselves did it because of a girl. He could be right but then again who knows. Maybe he did it because he was psychic and had a preminition that Bush was gonna be president for the next four years. *gasps* He just couldn't take it.

I know I know. "How could you joke like that? Liz, you're such a bitch and blah blah blah." Whatever. Killing yourself is so stupid. If everything that could possibly go wrong does, things can only get better and they will too. Suck it up and don't be such a pussy.

I hope that you bitches voted. If you didn't Kelsea will throw it in your face anytime you try to talk/bitch to her about politics and government. *grins* (Kelz, you know I love you.) Let's see how this game of 'would you rather' turns out. Shit. Either way we are getting fucked somehow. Happy Election Day.

Monday, November 01, 2004

THE ECONOMIST

So I just got out of Economics and I should be doing my English but what kind of procrastinator would that make me? Details.

Anywho. My Economics teacher has to be the most hilarious old guy that I have ever encountered other than my grandpa.

Today we discussed some issues on government and he began to talk about social security. As some of you may know we (as in our generation) can't really count on there being any social security for us with the way things are going. This being because the baby boomers are beginning to take it all.

My professor's solution to this is (and I quote) "What we need is more sex, Sex, SEX...Unprotected! Nine kids minimum."

It was a lot funnier than you think...it really was. I guess it was one of those I guess you had to be there situations but I am posting it anyway. So shut the hell up!