There is a lot of grey out there.... can you find the colour? Janice posted this at 2:12 PM.
People will always judge the book by the cover.
And there will always be judgment based on other people's morals and beliefs
And there will always be arguements between right and wrong and good and bad...
And most of the time what we really want for ourselves gets lost in the turmoil that everyone around us creates.
And it will always be that way. No matter how old we are or how smart we are. We are always affected by other people's decisions and thoughts and that is why we will never create our own destiny. Your fate is controlled by those around you. So who are you going to stand beside? Janice posted this at 2:04 PM.
Saturday, March 23, 2002
So I'm in the process of bleaching Erick's hair right now... maybe I should have made him sign a liability waiver....??? Might not have been a bad idea.
We also just went and bought more fish for his little fish bowl. Guito (the original fish) was lonely. So now Guito has a bunch of little fishy friends and he's happy (except I think he's been attacking them...) Janice posted this at 4:48 PM.
Friday, March 22, 2002
somebody call a doctor... i need help.
Coolio me just went to lean against the door jam....and yes... i missed it, and fell into the metal part that latches the door and scratched my arm... not seriously mind you but enough to make me look like an ass.
iT wAs OnE rEaL sMoOtH mOvE.....
can I go to bed yet?? Janice posted this at 12:58 AM.
Thursday, March 21, 2002
So when my dad and brother came last saturday for the western open house they brought me lots of goodies. My mom had packed a great care package full of all sorts of necessities like homemade chocolate chip cookies, reese's peanut butter cups, oreo cookies and a bag of bugles. (there was more but those were the things that excited me...) And in the bottom of the bag of goodies was a specially wrapped treat. A big bottle of bubbles!! The kind you used as a little kid with the little wand inside. On the top my mom wrote "stress relief" (to my roommates this of course was enough evidence that the Fay family truly is a bunch of nerds....) Anyways... so I'm working on statics for the test tommorow and I thought blowing some bubbles would be fun... so I opened it up... blew a few pathetic bubbles.... made a second attempt and had a bubble POP in my right eye... so I now have this irritating sting and my right eye is watering like niagra falls because of the soap in my eye. What would I do without little "stress relief" presents!?!?! ............ Probably be able to see.... and I wouldn't be wondering why the bottle doesn't say "non-toxic" anywhere on it..... anyone know the number for poison control??
Aparently this is my personality as described by the first letter of my name (which is J for all the engineers out there...) :
You are blessed with a great deal of physical energy. When used for lovemaking, there is nothing to stop you, except maybe the stamina of your partner. You respond to the thrill of the chase and the challenge of the mating game. You can carry on great romances in your head. At heart you are a roamer and need to set out on your own every so often. You will carry on long-distance relationships with ease. You are idealistic and need to believe in love. The sex act seems to satisfy a need to be nurtured deep within.
Sagittarius (Nov 23 - Dec 22)
You are optimistic and enthusiastic. You have a reckless tendency to rely on your luck since you have no talent. The majority of Sagittarians are drunks. You are a worthless piece of shit.
Wow. Thank you Mr. Sandler. Sadly he may be right about the drunk part... and the talent part too.... shit He's definetly wrong though with the optimistic and enthusiastic part... awwwwww..... that's not fair! But I would like to think that I am not a worthless piece of shit... more like sheep manure that can be sold as garden fertilizer.... *sigh* Janice posted this at 10:25 PM.
I've just realized how glad I am to be out of highschool. I think it's really pathetic when I hear some people talk how highschool was the best years of their life. Obviously they've never experienced all that university has to offer, and obviously they didn't meet the kind of wonderful people I have met in my short (too short) 5 (+) months here. The last few years of highschool I couldn't wait to get out of there... and now I know why I was so anxious. Even though I really had no idea what to expect I hoped there was something MORE out there and there was. I couldn't be happier then where I am right now (except for calculus...) Although the school work does drag you down a lot and stress you out sometimes I really don't want the year to be over. This school year has been the best year of my life!!!
So i have been a bad bad blogger lately. it's just been to busy. DUSTED was awesome... except for getting a shot from a 50 year old guy and then almost puking. i didn't end up bringing up dinner because as i ran into the bathroom i slipped on the tile floor and smashed onto both my knees HARD! i kinda forgot about puking after that... But it was fun. It's just too bad that my right knee is still swollen.
You know what is great? Marshmallows. I love them. I'm going to go eat more of them. Janice posted this at 5:45 PM.
Thursday, March 07, 2002
You guys have to try this! It's so cool! You just have to answer the question honestly and it tells you all this stuff about your future sex life. It's really funny! Check it out!
Predict your sexual future Janice posted this at 6:12 PM.
i went downstairs to the caf and bought a bag of brownies. And OH MY GOD do they ever taste amazing..... almost orgasmic.... but not quite. Janice posted this at 4:02 PM.
I've been yelled at today by Anna that I haven't been doing enough blogging. I really just don't have any ideas for blogging. I got alcohol the other day. YEAH FOR ALCOHOL! And.... that's about my excitement this week.
OOO! Thought of a story you'll all love...
Embarassing alcohol moment (one of many...and not the last):
Last last weekend (like the beginning of reading week) I went to the G.T's in Chatham with some Chatamite friends who were just ending their reading week. I had arranged a D.D. and brought lots of money and was planning on having a really good time.
By good time I mean getting really drunk because Chatham bars aren't any fun unless you are totally plastered because you know almost every single person in the bar because you went to highschool with them or a friend has dated them or you've dated them etc etc. So if you are sober it becomes the most oppresive place in the world (because I am not to fond of Chatham) I mean there are the odd people you are glad to see again... but mostly they all sicken me. *mostly* people! MOSTLY (that means not everyone)
So anyways... I was drinking heavily and had myself off to a good start with 3 1/2 drinks (the other half of the drink ended up on Quinn's lap NOT MY FAULT!!! but i'm sorry anyways Quinn) and the bartender asked me if I wanted a pitcher when I told her I wanted two whiskey sours. I said no... then yes..... then no.... then YES. BRING IT ON!!!! So she brought me a pitcher to myself. No glass... just two straws out the top of the pitcher. So here I was sitting at a table with the highschool girls drinking directly from my very own pitcher. So over the hour and a half that I was there I had three drinks and a pitcher. (minus a drink or two from the pitcher cuz it was Liz's birthday) I was quite disapointed that I still wasn't feeling very drunk. Also that I was getting strange looks for my choice in drinks.
Soon I decided it was time to make a trip to the bathroom. WoW. I haven't been that tipsy standing up in a long time. I love how it hits you more when you stand up though. Well by the time I made it to the bathroom my brain was trying to tell me that my stomach was ready to throw up all this alcohol. So I did. In the sink in the bathroom (all the toliets were busy).... the line up for the bathroom shortened VERY quickly after my lovely display.
And just remember everyone.... I know EVERYONE in this bar somehow. So that was really funny watching them all squirm. It was also funny because it reminded a few people of my kitchen sink incident at a March break bash. (They had fed me beer... which for me is an automatic puking trigger) I've never lived down the kitchen sink incident and now I have the bathroom sink at G.T's to match. Boy am I a winner.
Falling down on the dance floor probably will be remembered too... I just would like to clarify it wasn't my fault. It was Brittney Spear's fault for being such a skank and singing slutty songs. (yes brittney you are still my hero... but we all have to take responsibilities for our actions)
That is my entry.
Now that should tide me over until exams are done and I have more stories from D.U.S.T.E.D. on Sat. (Drinking an Unexpecting Small Town Establishment Dry - basically bus loads of engineers show up and we drink every last drop of alcohol in the bar!)
I have a pile of peanut shells on my desk that is as tall as.... my magic eight ball....... maybe I should find my desk and do some studying. Janice posted this at 3:32 PM.
Saturday, March 02, 2002
so yeah!!!!!! i'mback in london.
going out tonight to gt's.
its going to be fun.
only had two drinks so far and i'm feeling it a LOT. Drank the second one really fast sitting down and in to stand up aand walk afterwards was really fuckin hard.
just to make things clear i'm hitting the backspace button a lot in order to appear to make sense on her (unlike the last time I was drunk)
it's good to be home again.
=0) Janice posted this at 11:06 PM.