Registration Invoice and Web Payment

"It's the third link under Student Records."

That's like all I ever tell people. And I just thought you'd like to hear.

Things to which to look forward:
1. DISNEY WORLD
2. End of Statistics- forever!
3. Cantatatatatatas.
4. Chrima.

How's about my mum sends me this little e-mail that's like, "Get an internship over winter break!" and my mum's like, "Thought you could look at this since you'll be home for 5 weeks!" And so I go to the website for the website's sake, and they're only offering fall and spring internships (so they told untruths) and closest ones were in Macon County. WHY would I want to work over my break anyway? A break is supposed to be a break. A timeframe in which to spend the sweet cash I've earned sitting here in this very chair. Or that one over there.

Although, please tell me how it is fair that ______ can go with ______ to Chick-Fil-A to get lunch while he's still on the clock and I have to sit here and answer phones.

(Hint: it's not)

I feel like such activity should be reported. Some wrists should be slapped. Or at least I should get a chicken sandwich.

A critic could whine: "But you're here blogging."
Yes- but I am HERE. That's the difference. "And there's your trouble, there's you trouble, seeing double with the wrong one..."

Remember inverted water? I have some on my desk right now. Cleve was telling me of this guy who had these glasses that made his vision upside down. He kept wearing them, and then one day, he woke up and the glasses made everything right side up because his brain had reversed the image. And so then he saw things upside down without the glasses. I don't know if I buy that because sometimes Cleve believes stupid things (like when we first watched Paranormal Activity, he thought it was real before I told him it wasn't). And wouldn't his vision switch back if he stopped wearing the glasses? Would he have dreams that were upside down?

That reminds me: Inception was awesome. It's a movie I'm going to have to see again. Partly because I missed the beginning due to the sticker shock of the price of popcorn, and partly because it's so mind-enthralling. I also love movies that make me think like that. I also love movies with social epicness- like Fight Club or the Shawshank Redemption. And those with interpretive endings. (like was he dreaming or did he really make it home OMG- IDK!?!??)

URG- don't you hate when people sign e-mails/letters with "Best" and then their name? I really hate that. It's like- if you really meant it, you'd be more sincere than just one word. Like "Best Wishes" or "Best of luck" is acceptable. But just "Best"? It ruins the context for me.

I really want a chicken sandwich and some fries right now. I ate lunch early because I finished my accounting final early, and now I've got the appetite of a fat kid. Mum made the best beef brisket last night- flavored with barbecuey GOODNESS. I ate so much. And the brisket is the chest of a cow- the meat in front of the ribs. I know this from my 211 Things A Clever Girl Can Do book. Very handy.

*Car alarm*

Goal for upcoming break: To make it go by as SLOW as possible. I know I want to graduate asap, but there's no since in hurrying the break along. Erego, I shall write every day and make sure I do something significant every day so that the days don't blend into one another like they tend to do over streches of inactivity. Playing with kittens makes a weekend go by REALLY quickly. It also explains the cuts on my arms. I look like an emo kid, PETE!

So a woman has twins and names them Wan and Amal. One day, Amal goes fishing with his dad. The woman's friend comes over to see the twins, and she's disappointed when she gets there because Amal is gone and doesn't get to see him. And then the mother says, "Well, if you've seen Wan, you've seen Amal."

Best,
T.T.

Now you know what I'm talking about.