so i wanted to be one of these little muthas for halloween.

but dammit i could NOT find a red tracksuit!!
i did find red, white and blue track pants.
so maybe i'll be an american gymnast.

this weekend and last weeken were awesomeinic.
i love colleg.

Exhibit 1:
"Prostitute." --Vince, after I snuck a picture of him

Exhibit 2:
"I do miss you, I just hide it by reading about Mormons." --Steven

Exhibit 3:
"Pixie sticks are good, but in the end they only make you puke..." --Ray comparing me to a pixie stick


Isn't it obvious?


*Edit*
Wow...it seems like I am one of the few people in this world unimpressed with JD Salinger's Catcher in the Rye but in love with his other works, mainly Franny and Zooey and his short stories from Nine Stories. SOOOOO beautiful and bizarre and subtle with the freshest, most captivating dialogue and tons of symbolism. Oh man..

ahhhhh so my sister has reeally been pissing me off today.
first off, she kept calling me about her uva essays which she's sending TOMORROW and resending the same essays without making my corrections!! i hate when people don't make corrections the first time (i've had his happen constantly as a yearbook editor); what a waste of time for the editor.
and thennn, i log onto myspace to find this picture:


yeah, she's wearing my jacket!!!
so i call her like "why are you wearing my jacket?" and she starts laughing, most likely forgetting that she took a picture of herself in her sister's clothes and posted it on the internet for everyone to see! way to be caught red-handed. ughhh.