I really didn't think that it would be possible to get a 4 out of 10 on an online quiz in which I was to conjugate verbs into present and past tenses, while I have a 501 Italian Verbs book in front of me. (If you don't know what this book is and you study a foreign language, you need to get with the program.)

I have been reading Eats, Shoots, and Leaves. Excellent! I must say, if you aren't nitpicky about punctuation and writing, you would most likely hate this book. But if you are, you will be in love. From the way she talks about commas to the explanation of the semicolon, a pure delight!

And yes, I do understand the extreme level of nerd that I have just reached.

Be proud of me.

I bought a computer part all by myself. I didn't make my dad or brother or mom go with me.

Wow.

(stolen from Ashley)

Here are your instructions because A. You Love Me and B. I am Bored.

1. Reply with your name and and I will then write something about you.
2. I will then tell you what song reminds me of you.
3. Next, I will tell you who you remind me of, celebrity, animated or otherwise.
4. Last, I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
5. Put this in your journal

The adorable one is sick and I am over my head in my Italian class.

This looks to be an interesting night.

Just adorable 

She knows she's pretty 

I mean seriously... 

How cute is she? 

So I got a new puppy. She is super adorable. Her name is Dixie, she is a miniature pinscher, and she is 7 weeks old yesterday. I shall post pictures so that you all can fall in love with her as I have.

I want to be mad at you.

When I think of all of the bullshit and nonsense, I want to be irate. Keywords: want to be. I can't. I want to talk to you and tell you off and cuss you out and attempt to make you feel a percentage of what I feel. But I can't. I try to think of all the shit that you did that should piss me off. But I can't. When I try, all I can think of is your stupid smile, and times that you made me happy.

I want to be mad at you, but I can't. And God dammit that pisses me off!

So, yet again, it has been a while. But oh well, shit happens, and you people don't read this anymore really anyway. Get over it.

School has started again, but it is weird this time around. I am taking only internet classes, so that I am still in school, but not really in school. You know? It all started when I decided not to graduate in December so that I could go to Chile (I would have been heading down south in February). But then I admitted to myself that I couldn't afford to do the exchange program. So there I was, after finals. I hadn't graduated, wasn't going to Chile, and worst of all, was not registered for classes. Since it is free anyway, I figured that I might as well stay at ASU for a while, and see what happens. And now I am enrolled in 4 internet classes (I haven't taken this few credit hours since freshman year), and have all kinds of time. I mean, it's like time galore over here. I went from last semester - 7 classes (all 400 level) and 2 jobs - to this semester - 4 classes and 1 job. What the hell am I going to do with myself? If you have any suggestions (that aren't vulgar or downright rude) please let me know.

I really have a strong urge to go snowboarding. I don't know why. Last time I went, I fell, a lot. But I still had fun, and I think that I might do better this time, even though it has been 2 years. Oh well, I'll give it another shot.

So my brother has moved in with my father and me, and I have to admit, I'm not so sure about this, I have mixed feelings. I mean I love my brother and all, but any of you who know us know that we aren't the most pleasant to each other. Within a day he was driving me crazy. And that is actually an intended pun, because he parks where I always park. I have asked him very politely not to, but that would be too nice of him. We'll see how this goes, whether the sibling rivalry will thrive or if we can get along like normal human beings (which probably would look more like rivalry than peace).

Happy 2005 by the way. It should be a good year. It is the year that I turn 21. It might be the year that I graduate college. It is an open and free year in which millions of things will happen and change things and all of that melodramatic bullshit. Let's have fun with it.