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19 I wander. I write. When I see something I take a picture of it. I have too much energy not to dance. I am too loud not to sing. Makeup and fashion are my kryptonite. Vogue and Nylon are my tombs of fortitude. I am such a fan girl for the following: Veronica Mars, Glee, Criminal Minds, Scott Pilgrim V.s. The World. I talk way too much, and probably divulge way too much information, but its okay, because one day someone is going to read my blog and when they get to the end they'll simply say she's amazing. Follow ~*ThE MaD hAtTeR*~ Gabbii Elizabeth

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Tuesday, April 27, 2010
the stories that happened yesterday

   We're both Sick! Last night putting my netflix subcription to work, discovered a documentary on NerdCore. Now if they're are any fans reading this, I know that I'm lame for not coming across it earlier, but in my defense I had Which MC was that on my mp3 player long before I heard about the rest of the movement, So I basically just raided his cache of music and am uploading it to my MP3 player while I'm typing this. So still watching NerdCore Rising, I have begun to harbor a crush for Blak Lotus. Not only is his name sexy as hell, but so is he which is a total plus!
   Alas, I am very easily distracted if you guys hadn't noticed yet. for this being my 61st entry, you guys aren't very observant lol. But I love you anyway. So back to the topic at hand. I am SICK! It is horrible! I woke up early enough to get to class on time and then it hit me, hard! It felt like a 18 ton pile of bricks just popped out of nowhere with a cold dish of revenge and punched me in the gut! It was so painful! My stomach was like permanently puckered and I threw up not once but 3 times! I wasn't even able to completely stay in class. I made it through the attendance roll call and then ran like a ghost was after me, straight to the bathroom where I upchucked my medicine. It fucking sucked. I began to feel like a Cpu, without a fan, I was overheating and it was the worst feeling I've ever felt, even worse then when Pannico trapped my hand in the wooden door, that was bad, I fainted on the spot. I'm not really good with pain if you couldn't already tell.
   So because my professor is not a completely heart deprived individual he let me go back home (a.k.a. my dorm room) and I collapsed on my bed, and slept and when I woke up I felt so much better! Of course my class was at 8:15 and I woke up around 12 something. So now, I'm up and ready to get stuff done! Thursday is my last day of fresh sem and that is when my 3-5 page essay is due! Which sucks because I haven't even started on it yet, and I really don't want to , but if I don't then my grade drops and I can't have it drop any lower than it already is!!!!!!!!!
    At least I don't have too many actual exams. I have an exam + a concert review in Masterworks of Music. I have an exam + a final essay which is like 5 pages long! in Intro to Sociology. I have a final essay due in Written Word. I have a final essay due in World Civ. I have a final essay + 3 copies, plus a movie in Freshman Seminar. I think I speak for every freshman when I say, WE FUCKING HATE THIS CLASS! THANKS FOR THE WAsTE OF TImE COLLEGE YOU FUCKING RULE!" I'm done ranting now.

~Gabriella~

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Sunday, April 25, 2010
the stories that happened yesterday

  So, the last time I think I was on was a few days ago, but I don't thnk I talked about anything significant. So now, I shall. My parents came to visit today. Like usual, it was an interesting visit to say the least. My grandmother on one of her bargain excursions came across a working Macbook. The original ones that look like toilet seat covers. *Sigh* I'm sorry but they do. And to think I wanted one of them. SMH. Anyway, she comes across this Macbook, but can't get on it because it has a password, and the username is CPS. HAHAH It is the epitome of ironicacy because my father used to work for CPS and used to do the same thing everyday all day long, so this is like his long-waited revenge lol. Anyway, it's working now, so they dropped it off earlier this morning.
  I can't believe school is almost over! I have exactly 10 days of classes/ exams left! EEEEP! I have two formal exams. Masterworks of Music ( Go Figure) and Intro to Sociology. The other 3 classes are simply essays. But I think my Fresh. Sim. Teacher has gone off his rocker! This class was simply supposed to be an S.U. C. But I have done at least 4 papers all semester and we have 2 freakin' Exams for him! A visual presentation on a painting of his choosing, and a 3 page in-depth paper on human cost of war using a PoSB called In Country. The author only talked to one fucking veteran. How the hell is one person supposed to give you the insight to create a book that fucking long? Isn't it bad enough you made us read it once? Now we have to fucking analyze it and search for deep meanings and shit. How are we supposed to find deep meanings in her book? She herself is only as deep as a rain puddle.
  So Malia Obama is becoming quite the Bendi! She is starting a campaign to save Tigers. Sorry Not T I double Ger's but the Lethal beautiful creatures. lol She brought it to the president and First lady A.K.A. parents about  the first week in office and they still haven't done anything about it, It's pretty bad when they're not even listening to their offspring lol.The general public, sure, that's what we expect from a president, but when you're not even listening to your own children, that you parade around like little barbie dolls, there is a serious issue.
  Almost finished with EM;s kimono, only problem is it is now the due date, and I don't even think we're gonna make it to the butterfly show!...T _T Uber sadness! But the finished product is a little short, and there or, I am adding more fabric to it, but my sewing machine which I've been using non-stop for the last 4 days, has thrown a temper tantrum! Everytime I try sewing the new piece on, it stops in one spot and leaves a bunch of stitches and then it gets stuck and I have to untangle everything. It's pissing me off If I could be frank! Anyone know a solution for this???

Legend:
1,)SMH: Shaking my head
2.)CPS: C** Public Schools
3.)S.U.C.: Show up class
4.)PoSB: Piece of Shit Book

[*~Gabri3lla~*]

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