WeeDoo VooDoo on WhooDoo?

Boredom can take you many places, especially when the only thing in your room is a Voodoo kit. We opened it and quickly decided on a victim. Now for the lock of hair... One of us distracted her, while I snipped some hair with mini scissors. Back in my room, we taped the hair down and started poking the little green doll. Die, Die, Die (ok, so we didn't really say that part, but you get the idea). No screams. Apparently it didn't work. In less than 10 min, we realized we had chosen the wrong target for our curses. Oh well. There's always next time. For now, the pin-pricked doll is hanging by it's neck from my bike rack! =)

Boyz

Boys are dumb. They will fall for anything. Another guy posed naked before my dinky disposable camera. All it takes is a little persistance and persuasion. Amazing what you can get people to do without even doing or promising anything. Another to add to the collection. He shoulda known not to pose. His friend got tricked into it in the beginning of the year. He told me all this shit like he wanted to feel special 'cuz he doesn't show just anyone! *rolls eyes* Somehow I convinced him that he owed me or something and told him all these bullshit compliments. He asked me not to run away and giggle. And I didn’t…..until I was out of the door! Haha.

"Matrix Style"

Enough playing around with Dan. From now on, no more running and fighting and "flirting" (hehe j/k). I hid his glasses in my bra (sorry Dan, forgot to tell you that part. hehe), until I got to my room and then put them with his jacket, then ran to hide my keys in Christine's closet. I was going to go back out in the hall, but the door came flying open, only to be stopped by my fragile foot. I fell to the ground clasping my foot as Christine huddled over me. I heard Dan's heavy footsteps run up as well. I decided to walk it off, so I left and headed to the lounge, but people suggested I go to the shower, so I did. I saw Dan trying impossibly to make himself blend in with the wall on the way. The water ran red with blood, then I decided to put my foot in the sink, which was actually more uncomfortable than the shower, but that way more people could crowd around me, I guess. I'm proud of myself that I didn't cry at all! =) We woke up Jenni from downstairs and she took care of it all. I remember Kelly and Jennie (from upstairs) running around with big, bug-eyes all panicked. I thought for a while that it was broken, but then I realized I could bend it. Haha. Dan didn't appear in the bathroom, even tho his cool friend did. Sarah said I shoulda made Dan carry me around. Damn, why didn't I think of that! =( So, I hobbled around doing laundry for the rest of the night and put ice on it until around 4:30. Thank goodness I did, 'cuz today, it feels just like new! Like a brand new greenish-blue toe! =D

Smashing, baby...

Waaay too drunk last night. I hid the alcohol from myself so well that I couldn't find it the next day. I took 3 showers and played pass the beer. Lupe and I traded off between Pepsi and Millers to kill it. Kelly got trashed finally, yay! I stole Lupe's fish, broke my 2nd Hustler Shot glass, and I remember falling in the hallway and twisting my ankle.
DanCrench (2:54:17 AM): I'm the ugly guy who sobers you up
Nvisibility (2:54:52 AM): You sober me up, but not ugly. My ankle hurt too much for you to be sober

Frazzled Frenzy

Just got back from the last fashion show. This one was in the ghettooo of West Oakland at a warehouse. There was no stage direction and I almost fell, and each model had to work their way through the crowd. On top of that, the cute guy from the last show was there. eep! And my sister, since she doesn't know how to do anything else with hair, always decides to make mine into a total rat's nest! There was a toy helicopter, which looked like it crashed into my hair and then made my hair explode around it! Oh geez! Oh well...

Hiding in the Night

Last night, Wil, Sarah, Jennie and I went on a night hike with our RA's. Past the Music Center, we gazed at stars and when Rachel and Jack went to explore further, we hid from them on the paved bike path. Jennie almost got hit by a bike, even though we warned her. Rachel told us about this event at the very beginning of the year at Stanford. It's called like Make Out on the Quad or something. All the freshman apparently come out on the quad and the goal is to make out with as many people as possible. Some end up meeting some really cool people that they hang out with for the rest of the year. To me, it sounds like someone who had Herpes and was mad at the world decided to make it up to spread germs. Disgusting. Then we had our midnight picnic with Subs on the foggy field. I snuck away and laid down on the track to stare at the stars. It wasn't long before Jennie wondered aloud where I was and people started looking (with swinging sticks) in the nearby bushes. I almost got run over by a runner, then we went home. Sarah reported it to be "one of the best times [she's] had in a long time!" Good for you. I finished up the night by doing Lupe's homework. =(

College Nine

Yesterday, I spent 6 1/2 hours at College Nine with Jason, my scene partner for acting class. It was fun 'cuz I barely know him, but anyway, we went to dinner first. It was the last college night of the year. The scanner lady wouldn't let me in, tho, because I'm not a college 9 student, so we had to beg her and finally she said OK, if we didn't tell anyone. The food was good. It was European style. There was like pasta and stuff like that. The first act was a fencing display where the chick kicked the guy's ass. No competition. The 2nd was a "European" band called the Eligible Bachelors. Their instruments were a violin, spoons, a washerboard, and a banjo. They seemed more like redneck hick music to me. This girl that looks like Natalie Portman (or at least that's what Kunal says) was into it, 'cuz she was from West Virginia. Anyway, we stole the rose vases, because they make perfect HUGE shot glasses (about 4 shots for each glass). Anyway, then we went back to the dorm to work on our project, while we actually just talked with some of his friends, watched anime porn, threw his H2O Polo ball out his 5th story window, and talked about how girls "adjusting" themselves on the street is hot. I walked back to at 11:30 in a tank top.. =( Brrr

Formal and my drunpkn weekend

Lupe's sorority formal was on Friday. While we're getting ready in the room, these guys knock on our door and talk to Lupe. They live in the two rooms right next to us! She is of course extra nice to them. Then she leaves. 5 min later, they knock again and I answer. They say, "You're hairdressers are here." I'm like, "Uhhh.. No that's ok, we're good." They keep talking to me and keep trying to get in the door, while I keep trying to say goodbye and close the door. I get distracted by a phone call and ignore them and then close the door saying maybe we'll come over later to drink or smoke or whatever, just to get them away. We go to Denny's in our fancy dresses for dinner and when we come back, there's cop cars surrounding the building. We go up to our floor and there are about 10 cops ouside our room! The whole hall reeks of weed and we go in our room. Sarah and I go talk to one of the cops. Turns out that the brothas didn't pay their bill, so the hotel called a cop on their ass. When the cop came, he discovered that they were trafficing drugs out of this hotel room, so they called for back-up and the narcotics squad. The only reason the policeman told me this is because he, too went to UCSC (Merrill).. =( Meanwhile, Kelly and Henry come with the Alcohol, so I change out of my dress, get my backpack and we march past the cops and the cop cars, get the alcohol and sneak it passed them, without them even knowing! All in all, we went to about 20 min of the dance and danced completely with each other, (except for Kelly, who had her boyfriend, and except for me, who somehow got pushed into a guy that was pointing at us). He asked my name, college, building and room number. I was like No, sorry, no room number, I don't know you. On Saturday, I went to a play that said "Dude" a lot. During intermission, I called to Jennie, "Dude!" She leaughed. I said, "No, seriously, Dude.... that guy over their in the white shirt, is that the guy I danced with last night?" Sho nuff, it was, and he was the lighting director for the play I was watching. We only glanced at each other once, like Hmm... You look familiar... Anyway, Saturday, I started drinking at cocktail hour with some people upstairs. Good margarita! Then I played drinking games with some other people and I got drunk again, but this time, WAY more than the night before... Now, everyone owes everyone money. To find out if you owe anything, come see me. I got a tally sheet of who owes who, what. =)
PS For those of you who didn't get drunk on Saturday: You're time will come. No more only getting tipsy crap! Let's all follow Athena's example and drink 7 or 8 or 9 shots! I mean hey, being able to feel your hands is overrated!

Reloaded Reviewed

Matrix Reloaded. Was I the only one who thought it was a piece of crap? Maybe it was because I had a massive headache and Jennie was screaming in my ear the whole time. Naw. Housing issues made me stressed out, so my head was about to explode. But not explode like the chick in the pink dress that ate the "Better-Than-Sex-Chocolate-Cheese-Cake"! What the fuck? To me, it was just another over-computer animated stupid action movie. One big commercial for Sunglasses, Black trenchcoats, Audi's, and little asian men with keys. The music was awful and and I don't see a point to a lot of the sexual scenes other than to suck into the traditional hollywood cliche. The plot was, well, nonexistant and they introduced new characters all the way up until the end! =( I'm not even gonna mention the fact that they compared Neo to Superman and the Creator to Col. Sanders! Sorry to anyone who actually liked it. Kate gives it 3 thumbs down...
Neo: "I wish I could..." Me: "I wish you could act!"

Mother

My sister, Ginny and I took mom to the “Captain’s Cottage” for tea and breakfast as a mother’s day present. The place was so cluttered with tacky like fake lace crap and mismatched teacups and all sorts of weird shit on the walls. It was like walking into a grandmother's house, where your grandma is senial and collects everything, but still leaves the price tag on them, (in case you want to buy it off her). We drank tea and for a nontalkative family, we actually talked a lot. Given, it was more nagging than talking, but same difference. At some point, this weird old lady with a potbelly came out in a like traditional maid's uniform, a frilly apron and weird like frilly hat to match. She hobbled around serving tea or something. We started laughing so hard. Tears were pouring from our eyes, we were laughing so hard. We got served tea and little sandwiches and cakes and the sort. Another old lady in a maid outfit came out and told us some story about how this ship sailed with the captain (of the cottage's namesake) and everyone in town went down to see them off and brought their instruments and had to put their chello or bass on a rock, and so started the first Rock band and they called themselves the Rolling Stones. Har Dee Har Har. I think we were supposed to laugh, but we didn't think it was funny, so she didn't tell us anymore jokes. She did pinch my cheek when we paid the bill, tho. How old am I? 5?!?Then mom wanted to pick weeds in Ginny’s yard. I don't know why she likes to pick weeds. It's a chore, but somehow it's like stress-relieving for her. Sure, mom, getting down in the dirt to scrape your hands on thorns and get stung by nettle, sounds relaxing to me! It took her forever to leave ‘cuz she was weed-whacking. We found 3 hypodermic needles in Ginny’s front lawn. =( That’s not good at all. Oh yeah, that neighborhood is really comin up! That's West Oakland for ya, I guess! =( Later, we drove past a place on Telegraph and my mom points to it and goes: “That place makes the best éclairs.” We both look at the name of the place and it says, “Éclair Bakery” Haha. Ok, thanks for being obvious, mom!

Dante's Inferno Test

Ok, so I've known since I was 5 that I was going to hell. I just didn't know I was this evil! The sad part is: I answered this all as truthful as possible! =( Try and get a worse score, I dare ya!
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Extreme
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Extreme
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Very High

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

I'll trade you Park Place for your Ouija

Last night, I went to the Cowell Coffee Shop and played Monopoly for a few hours. I got behind from the start and only got to buy like 4 places! (Four Crappy Places, like Baltic Ave). Anyway, but then I got Free Parking and had lots of money so I made some good deals and bought property off of people. =) At midnight, we made a Ouija board and lit some candles and had a seance (or whatever) in the lounge. Nothing happened. So we set it up in my room. Then it started moving! It spelled out: VEVE2...BU2..B2CL0DG..KLOBON...3PEPK etc etc etc. So, we didn't really get anything from it, but apparently it was in my closet the whole time. Yeah, you try sleeping with spirits in your closet! =( Oh well.. We still didn't answer the age old question: Was someone just pushing it? I definately wasn't. Jennie says she wasn't, which leaves Lupe, who denies it as well.. Hmmm... One of us is lying! We'll ask the spirits tomorrow to spell the name of the liar. (Most likely, we'll get something like: WN3PK)

Drunk-Punk

Lupe talked me into a dance, so we got drunk and went. I don't like to dance, but since I was drunk, I danced anyway. I have no idea if I had any rhythm or not, but whatever. I met a girl named Sasha who wore all leopard print, even her underwear, which she showed us. She made some nasty comment about Lupe's shirt and we came back home. Hugged Brian and Kyle goodbye and wished them luck since Jillian was going to the hot tubs, too. I think I pissed some people off and wrote some letters to other people and IMed some random people and talked on the phone to others and tried to learn how to play Spades and tried to make an arch in Arch Rival, but there were missing pieces and the instructions were for another game. I ran down the stairs to let some people in the building. Kelly was like, "Oh god, please don't fall!" I didn't fall, so I ran back up and on the last set of stairs I tripped, but caught myself. The girls in my hall got punked. ALL of our stuff off our bulliten board was gone and they left a sign that said, "U've been punked!!" It was funny, but now I want my stuff back.

X-mania

Last night Dan gets a brilliant idea to go to the midnight screening of X2. So, we get down there and wait in line. Dan pays for me because I have $4.95 in my account! (Note to self: I owe Dan $12). We're waiting in line and I see some guy walking down the street. I say, "Hey Dan, isn't that guy in AEPi?" (hence the sweatshirt) Dan looks and tells me that it's my favorite AEPi guy! Oh geez. Dan calls him over, to which I just happily sip my chai because Sarah is hoggin the conversation with Psychology class talk. Oh well. In the theater, I see Valentine, my sister's friend, so I go up and say high. The movie was good, especially with Dan's comments about Iceman: "Chill Out!" "Give him the cold shoulder." Then we took a taxi home and Jennie admits to thinking Sir Ian McKellen is sexy...
I'm depressed. Athena's posts are funnier... =(

Cowell Fun

Last night was the Semi-Formal at Cowell. It was GREAT fun! Oh yeah. I played Roulette for most of the night (not the Russian kind) and this guy stared at me while he gambled. Then later he gave me 2 white chips (the highest amount). I don't know what they were for? For letting him stare at me? I felt as dirty as Demi Moore in Indecent Proposal! After Dan rejected my offer to dance, I danced with Bob Marley and Brian the drunk from upstairs. Brian got so drunk, his friends and I had to escort him out. He thanked me today for it, saying that he woke up naked in bed. I told him I helped him with that, too. (I didn't). Haha. Then we played Sardines in the upper and lower quad with flashlights. That was a lot of fun, but I couldn't find anyone 'cuz I kept getting distracted by hot guys (ok, only one hot guy). Then we ditched some people and went to Denny's at about 3am.

Such a Mom Thing

So, my mom's best friend (Deb) has a son (Tanner) who is my age, and both moms have been trying to hook us up for about a year now. I've met him a few times and he's pretty cute, but I can feel that he does not like me. My mom told me he's gonna be in town on the weekend of May 16, but I have to go to Lupe's Sorority Formal that weekend. I told her this and she said, well maybe he could come down here and go with me to it! Then she said "I emailed Deb and told her that you couldn't come up and why and that Tanner can join you at the formal if he prefers..." Why do mom's do this? Now it looks like I asked him through our moms! Ugh! It's already awkward between us, because we both know that our moms want us to hook up, but now it'll be even more awkward since my mom invited him to some prom with me!

Camping Fun

So, I went camping this weekend with some people in my house. Here are some of the priceless memories: The crows that ate 2 lb. of chocolate and left the wrappers picked clean, having that guy take 20 min to get in his car and leave when we were sunbathing, cooking better hamburgers than the dining hall with their food, playing football radio-less because of the jerk who complained, "smoke follows beauty", playing sex,drugs,and rock&roll, the wild boar who ran away when it heard my voice (isn't the always the case?), leading the way through the wet caves and bumping my head on the low ceiling, the woman who unintentionally tapped her middle finger on her car at us, Oscar almost flipping the van over when I asked him to turn so I could get my car on the way home... Good times! Thanks for the memories: Oscar, Jenni, Frank, Lauren, Rachel, Jack, Elyse, Athena, Kelly, Kunal, Wil, Eva, Lupe, Kathy, Chris, Evan, and Elda!!

James Lipton's 10 Questions

1.What is your favorite word? "Luna."
2.What is your least favorite word? "Skinny."
3.What turns you on? Stargazing or making pictures in the clouds.
4.What turns you off? Neat-freaks.
5.What sound or noise do you love? The rain.
6.What sound or noise do you hate? Jackhammers and chalkboards.
7.What is your favorite curse word? "Shit!"
8.What professions other than your own would you like to attempt? Astronaut
9.What profession would you not like to do? High school teacher.
10.If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive? "Silly Rabbit. Heaven is for good people!"

Nvisibility

I raise up my invisible shields so the world can't hurt me. It blocks me from their swords, their spears, their sticks and stones. But my shields are defenseless, invisible to everyone. They see right through and look at me, huddled there, naked.

Jacked from Janette

1. What does love taste like? The color and taste of a good red wine. Strong and sweet, but with a tiny bitterness and each is different. But it always leaves an aftertaste to remember it by and gives you that warm feeling inside.
2. What colour is loneliness? Indigo. It's dark and deep, like the color of the night sky, almost black - a color that will cloak you and hid you from the world...
3. What does anger look like? Blood-stained shards of broken glass, crushed by a tight fist.
4. What colour are hiccups? They come in a wide variety of colors: lime green, the color of a manila envelope, majenta, and teal, yellow and fushia. Like splashes of brightly colored paint.
5. What does passion smell like? Dew-y purple rain. Thick with moisture and a heavy flower scent. Like spring rain, but hotter, more humid.
6. What is the texture of terror? Ice. Cold and rough to the touch. The kind that is so cold that it feels warm at first, then sends chills up your spine.
7. What colour is your name? Pale Pink. It can be childish, fun, and naive, but also elegant, like the color of a soft rose petal.
8. What does pain look like? A rusty nail being hammered into your vibrant heart. Splitting it open with every pound and spreading infection with the orange rust.
9. What is the smell and texture of happiness? It smells like summer, like the warm sunshine and it feels like sunshine, too, like basking in the warm sunshine, and feeling your back and hair heat up after coming out of the shade.

Kate's ABC's

aggitate ate bait collate copulate crate create date debate deflate eight elate ennunciate equate estate fate fornicate frieght gait gate grate great hate hesitate inflate ingrate inmate insulate integrate insinuate interstate investigate irrate irritate jailbate kate late liquidate litigate mate migrate mitigate negate ornate predate plate probate procrastinate procreate prostate q rate rebate relate restate reverberate sate situate serrate skate slate state stipulate tabulate titilate trait translate ungulate update upstate urinate vibrate wait weight x y z ... Can you think of any more?

West Oakland

I went home yesterday so that my sister could take pictures of me in the clothes that she designed. We set up a black cloth backdrop in her dining room and she took a lot of pictures of me posing in various ways. From where I was standing, I would periodically see a little boy peering out his living room window at me! I guess he thought he was getting some kind of free peep show or something!

Found in a Friend's Buddy Info:

Jipoo420 (1:37:54 PM): my school doesnt have sports...
Jipoo420 (1:38:04 PM): ...if we did they wouldnt be called sports tho
Jipoo420 (1:38:22 PM): they would be called alternatives to drug use
Jipoo420 (1:38:28 PM): my mascot is a slug

Kate happy. =Meow=

hitchhiked to yogurt, errr Taco Bell. Got stickers that said Special. Hitchiked home in shady van drove by a woMAN. played pictionary, 10 fingers, And Then, and dan's hair. he purred like a kitten till I hid his shoe. Amazingly, kate was actually funny last night.
Kate: "I bring you love."

Caution: Do Not Enter

A big role of cautiontape will go a long way! I decided to just cover my RA's door with it, like I was boarding it up. So, I start taping these peices to her door and I get about 3 up, when all of a sudden, she opens the door! I'm frozen, with holding a strip of tape up with this "Uh Oh" look on my face. She bends her head to look underneath one of the strips and asks, "What are you doing?" "Uhhhh..." I say. She leave and I go about my bussiness, like nothing happened. I finish and watch from afar (my room) until she comes back. When she does, she's shocked. Her friend pushed her through it. That's always the best part, knocking down the sand castle after you've built it! =) It woulda been better if she hadn't caught me halfway through. I am determined to do it again to someone else, of course aiming for a more successful run. So watch out, it may be you. And if you see it on someone else's door, then you know who was responsible! =)