Koi Ponds

My modeling career is starting earlier than I thought.
That's such a Kelso thing to say.
Today we had a photo shoot at the office, and we student workers got to pose as model students after signing an anti-sue paper. I was photographed receiving a refund check and for loan counseling. Hopefully, my beautiful face will be plastered on enormous banners hung school-wide for freshmen at orientation so that I may haunt their dreams.

Too creepy?

Maybe. But that was the most exciting part of the day. Also, it's Student Employment Appreciation Week, so we get free ice cream tomorrow. Ballin'!

And here was the exciting part of yesterday:
CLEVE LET ME CUT HIS HAIR.
I couldn't believe it. And what's more unbelievable than the permission was the fact that I did a good job notwithstanding my lack of experience with boy hair.

Here are some pics:

Side:
















Back:
You can really see the cubicle shape here.

















Front:















"But didn't you guys like break up?"
MAYBE. But we're still best friends anyway.
AND I didn't make him sign an anti-sue paper.
I mean, that's what makes the sauce so awesome.

I've been swimming 1100 yards every day, so I've built up some muscle, but I eat like SO much cereal at night, and I'm really exhausted all the time. Today, I found out that my accounting class was cancelled, so I biked home after stat (around 9:50 am), ate some bread, drank some milk, brushed my teeth, and took a nap from 10-11. Then I got up and biked back to school, just in time for my 11:15 class.

It. Was. Awesome.
I should do that way more often. I mean, yeah, I got to class and I still had the wrinkled-sheet pattern on my arm, and I was as dazed as I was when I found out that the price of soft tacos had got up 10 cents at Taco Bell, but it was all good after a few minutes.
Sleep. Mmm. I miss it.

Original Apple Joke of the Day:
If my four-function calculator claimed to have Wi-Fi, it'd be an iPad.

In all seriousness, who's phone number is 541-864-1492?
They keep calling me and never leave messages.
Unrelated, but sort of related comment:
But today is a remarkable day; do you know why?
It is the last day that I will be without texting.
I know this is extremely exciting for some of you, but realize that there IS A LIMIT.
As x approaches y, the value is 250 per month.
Yeah, that was calculus. WHAT'S UP.
And no photo texting.
And don't send me dumb crap. Send me sagacious advice, side-splitting jokes, thoughtful encouragement, and true stories.
You know I like those true stories.
But no sexting- no matter how true it may be.
Ever.
It goes without saying, but I'm not fond of loopholes.
Or pantyhose.

What?

I told someone my secret, and I'm not sure how I feel about it.
He kind of guessed it out of me, but I was being coy. He was just emanating an aura of trust at the moment, and I can't tell a lie. I also can't keep my mouth shut, apparently.

But here are some cool lyrics from Eleni Mandell's Song "Girls":
"I am the marble the color of candy.
I'll make you money whenever you're gambling.
I am the dice you roll in the alley.
I am the pennies that come in handy."

I enjoy that.
I also enjoy hammocks, and bananas, but not banana-hammocks because those are disgusting.

Remember when swim team was the Love Team and everybody on there had something going on with somebody else? Maybe that's what made it so fun. Forget the swimming- it was about seeing how much water you could put in a swim cap before it broke and drawing on yourself with permanent marker. Then there was that old rickety bus where I carried out my "community service project", which was bringing brown acrylic paint to cover up the agriculture people's phallic graffiti. It was vandalism upon vandalism. And it was awesome. Then there was that time that James and I were talking about how good-looking we were, and we wrote down on a piece of paper what the other one was and then we switched and we had both put 7. Haha! And then once upon a time there was the guy named Sance, and Kylie and I kept up with "Sance Points". I was running around the pool to go tell Kylie I had just gotten some more Sance points, and I slipped and wiped out in front of the entire HoCo swim team.

Every now and then we'd race, and then we'd go out to eat.
It was a great experience.

Silly me,
T.T.