Matt Damon be sexy wit dem abs, man.
*cowers away* Not trying to take your boy or anything, Lina. J-j-just saying. *shrinks into corner*
Okay, now for thinking up a NaNoWriMo idea...
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Yo.
First, have fun at Cheddar's.
And the fishbowl.
Oh yeah, fishbowl.
Sounds like fun.
Uber fun.
And I'm in need of some help from a brutha.
Meaning you, Machete.
What are the best apps for the iPhone?
I have a couple games, the Fail Button, iPeople Therapist, Facebook, Y! Messenger, and some Spanish thing.
So.
Any app suggestions?
And the fishbowl.
Oh yeah, fishbowl.
Sounds like fun.
Uber fun.
And I'm in need of some help from a brutha.
Meaning you, Machete.
What are the best apps for the iPhone?
I have a couple games, the Fail Button, iPeople Therapist, Facebook, Y! Messenger, and some Spanish thing.
So.
Any app suggestions?
Song Lyric of the Day!
"Jenny screams out and it's no pose
'Cause when she dances she goes and goes"
- "White Houses", Vanessa Carlton
I feel like I'm stealing your job, Lina.
But it's mostly just because I've been listening to music to cope with my depressing lack-of-friends state.
Um. Ahem. I mean...lack of...er...organization of friends. Ha. Yeah. 'Cause I have too many.
You know it, bro.
'Cause when she dances she goes and goes"
- "White Houses", Vanessa Carlton
I feel like I'm stealing your job, Lina.
But it's mostly just because I've been listening to music to cope with my depressing lack-of-friends state.
Um. Ahem. I mean...lack of...er...organization of friends. Ha. Yeah. 'Cause I have too many.
You know it, bro.
I'm going to have an aneurysm any day now.
Homecoming 2010: The Best Night of Your Life!
Best night, my butt.
Here was our first plan:
A simple, straightforward dinner at Cheddar's (which sounds as formal as McDonald's, but it's actually very delicious).
Five girls.
The next day:
"Wait, we should invite guys!"
*cue dramatic groans from me, signs of agreement from the others*
Second plan:
A larger group to go to Cheddar's.
Around ten people. (Somehow we ended up invited even more girls, so there were about seven girls and three guys.)
The next day:
"Wait, we should have even numbers!"
Third plan:
Even LARGER group at Cheddar's.
Twenty people. (Ten girls, ten guys.)
The next day:
"Wait, but Girl A wants her other friends to come!"
and [from the guys] "We want to invite this hot girl we like."
Fourth plan:
Twenty-six people.
But then there's another complaint--"Uh oh, Cheddar's doesn't do reservations."
Fifth plan:
Twenty-six people, go to so-and-so's house to eat pizza.
But then some completely not annoying girls that I happen to be best friends with have to bring up complaints (and some other problems we weren't thinking of):
"Are we changing before the guys get there?"
"Are we changing in the same house as the guys?"
"What time will this be?"
"A bunch of us have Dr. Gu [an extra-curric math class--yeah, I take it, too] and we'll be late!"
"I don't want to eat pizza!"
"Let's eat at Texican Cafe!"
"Hey, is Hot Girl coming?"
"I think Hot Girl is going with her other buddies."
"Aw, I don't want to go now."
"Man, if you're not going then I won't."
And then suddenly we have a problem with all the guys jumping ship.
Thankfully, my best friend Teri saves the day with her mad Chainsaw Girl skills.
"IF YOU GUYS DON'T COME, I'LL CUT OFF YOUR TINY ROOSTERS." (Did you know that the Chinese phrase for...er...the male pee-pee place is "little rooster"? Why is it "little"?)
Needless to say, we have around 24 ~ 25 people coming. Including the guys, who are probably thinking Teri's gonna live up to her threat. (Which is empty. Mostly.)
Our final plan (that is, until we think of some other "better" one):
Get takeout from Cheddar's.
Go to Teri's house. Chill & eat.
Apparently, we're getting changed in the same house as the most perverted boys at my school. Not happening. I'm going to change before I go.
After chilling/eating, we go to Homecoming together, using around three cars. Fun.
I just hope this stupid dance is worth it. Although, from what I hear, the music hall they're having the dance at is extremely humid and icky.
I wonder if it's too late to jump ship.
Best night, my butt.
Here was our first plan:
A simple, straightforward dinner at Cheddar's (which sounds as formal as McDonald's, but it's actually very delicious).
Five girls.
The next day:
"Wait, we should invite guys!"
*cue dramatic groans from me, signs of agreement from the others*
Second plan:
A larger group to go to Cheddar's.
Around ten people. (Somehow we ended up invited even more girls, so there were about seven girls and three guys.)
The next day:
"Wait, we should have even numbers!"
Third plan:
Even LARGER group at Cheddar's.
Twenty people. (Ten girls, ten guys.)
The next day:
"Wait, but Girl A wants her other friends to come!"
and [from the guys] "We want to invite this hot girl we like."
Fourth plan:
Twenty-six people.
But then there's another complaint--"Uh oh, Cheddar's doesn't do reservations."
Fifth plan:
Twenty-six people, go to so-and-so's house to eat pizza.
But then some completely not annoying girls that I happen to be best friends with have to bring up complaints (and some other problems we weren't thinking of):
"Are we changing before the guys get there?"
"Are we changing in the same house as the guys?"
"What time will this be?"
"A bunch of us have Dr. Gu [an extra-curric math class--yeah, I take it, too] and we'll be late!"
"I don't want to eat pizza!"
"Let's eat at Texican Cafe!"
"Hey, is Hot Girl coming?"
"I think Hot Girl is going with her other buddies."
"Aw, I don't want to go now."
"Man, if you're not going then I won't."
And then suddenly we have a problem with all the guys jumping ship.
Thankfully, my best friend Teri saves the day with her mad Chainsaw Girl skills.
"IF YOU GUYS DON'T COME, I'LL CUT OFF YOUR TINY ROOSTERS." (Did you know that the Chinese phrase for...er...the male pee-pee place is "little rooster"? Why is it "little"?)
Needless to say, we have around 24 ~ 25 people coming. Including the guys, who are probably thinking Teri's gonna live up to her threat. (Which is empty. Mostly.)
Our final plan (that is, until we think of some other "better" one):
Get takeout from Cheddar's.
Go to Teri's house. Chill & eat.
Apparently, we're getting changed in the same house as the most perverted boys at my school. Not happening. I'm going to change before I go.
After chilling/eating, we go to Homecoming together, using around three cars. Fun.
I just hope this stupid dance is worth it. Although, from what I hear, the music hall they're having the dance at is extremely humid and icky.
I wonder if it's too late to jump ship.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
I want to be an iPhone 4 owner so freaking bad.
If my daddy doesn't get me my Blair Audrey Mia Damon by Saturday, there will be hell to pay.
Song Lyric of the Day
Sorry, I know it's your job, Lina, but I found this amazingly amazing song lyric.
"Girls don't like boys
Girls like cars and money
Guys will laugh at girls
When they're not funny"
- "Girls & Boys" Good Charlotte
"Girls don't like boys
Girls like cars and money
Guys will laugh at girls
When they're not funny"
- "Girls & Boys" Good Charlotte
Monday, September 13, 2010
NOOOOO! What happened to one a day?
A truly great book should be read in youth, again in maturity and once more in old age, as a fine building should be seen by morning light, at noon and by moonlight.
- Robertson Davies
- Robertson Davies
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