No, the date on this entry is not wrong.  Time is not going backwards.  Look at the year.... yes..... it's true.  I haven't written for THAT long.  If anyone actually still checks my xanga page (I was going for a year without writing, but since I owe Jenn an entry I guess I'm not going to make it), here's a mini photo album of this year:

Me and my new roomie!  This is what happens when we piss each other off.....  Yes, she beats me up   haha, yea right! I kick some ass man!  Honestly, in a fight, who do you think would win?  Alright fine, Adj would "knock the shit out of me."

This is supposed to be a "funny pic"...... I guess at the time I thought attempting to stand on my head would be funny

Look who I seen at the Hawaii game!!!!  Thank you for calling BEFORE the game this time.

Do I look pudgier in these pics? or is it just me..... hmmmm.... perhaps I'll hit the gym today... HAHAHAHAHA!!  I hope that this was a sufficient entry for ya jenn, cuz I think that you might be the only one to read it...... Let's tally em up starting......... NOW! How many ppl do YOU think will look at this page and comment? dum dum dum.......................................

ok, i just wrote a really long xanga, and IT GOT ERASED!!! that pissed me off, but it will go along with my stories that bitch about everything anywayz (i'm not like this all the time, i promise!)... hehe... dont read all the stories.. the first one is the best one i think.... here goes!

story #1: me and adrienne dont throw that much away in the kitchen like the twins do.  so, we only take out the trash when we notice how piled up and grody it is, but we do take it out.  well, one day the indians had their one friend over (i am so mean muahahaha), and adrienne overheard them telling her to just pile her stuff up on the trash can because they're trying to get us to take out the trash because we never do. fuck that!  they dont even know how to compact trash, they throw liquid shit in it when there's a PAPER bag, and they throw shit in there when there's NO BAG. wtf! newayz, me and adj got mad, so we both left for the weekend without taking out the trash.  when we got back, there the trash can was piled up and there were piles outside the trash can too. obviously it was all their rubbish, but they refused to take it out.  so then adj got mad and took out all their trash and did all their dishes.  then she made a schedule for duties that go on all week.  when they saw it they told her that they thought it was a good idea because they felt that they had been doing all the work! fuck u too bitch!  now they're being all nice to adj, but they just dont like me... hehehehe

story #2:  so they think that they can blast me out with their desktop computer speakers, and they can because i only have two wee lil speakers on my laptop.  i have made it my new mission to bring my stereo from home and pay them back next semester. oh yes, they will be sorry.  one time i went into their room to tell them to turn it down, and she didnt even hear me come in and start to talk to her because the music was so loud.  she was all bobbing her head to the weird ass music she was playin... they try so hard to be "typical teenagers" when they're NOT

story #3: this story is pretty funny, but i already told it to some folks.  me and adrienne wanted to take a picture in our room, so we asked one of them to take the picture for us.  afterwards, she was like " oh, can u take a picture for us later, but when we're not so gross?" (she was already in her nighty and stuff), and we said ok.  a couple days later, she comes in and asks us to take a picture, so adrienne says, "ok, where's ur camera?"  then the indian says, "oh, didnt u have a camera, can we use that?" ummmm, weirdos! so now we have a picture of them on OUR cameras.... well, at least u can see who i'm talkin about once i get them developed. hehe

story #4: this story is about LAUNDRY. i have not had the most pleasant laundry experiences.  last time, someone had their stuff in the drier for the longest time, so i couldnt dry my clothes.  then someone takes out my wet clothes and puts them on top, but half of my clothes ended up on the icky grody floor.  yeah, and then, i finally ended up carryin all my wet clothes to a freakin whole different floor and drying it there.  this time, the damn washing machine refused to accept my quarters, and literally spent over five minutes trying to get a dollar's worth of quarters into the machine. humph. oh, and the room is so frickin small that u cant open the washer and drier at the same time.  the sequence goes as follows: open washer, take out a bunch of wet clothes, close washer, open drier, put clothes into drier, open washer, grab another bunch of clothes, etc. until u have completely transfered ur clothes. it sucks a mutha. >

*that's all the bitchin for now. better submit before it erases again, bye bye!*

EVERYONE MUST READ THIS XANGA!!!!!  today has had some seriously funny stories.

funny story #1:  i have previously arranged to meet lauren at the lyon center to work out at 6.  she ended class early, so i was all rushing to go meet her there.  of course, one of the indians is in the bathroom (as they always are), but i have to peepee really badly.  so im waiting and waiting, and im about to just leave and go at the lyon center, when the door opens and they come out from showering.  so i run inside all ready to pee, when i look down at the toilet paper only to find.............. A DIRTY PANTY!!!! she had left her dirty panty sitting on the toilet paper roll. WTF!!! who the hell does that?! needless to say, i was not about to touch it, so i ran out of the apartment disgusted and i just peed at the gym.

funny story #2:  so now i get to the gym.  i'm going all kinds of stuff for my abs, and i do the eliptical runner thingy for 35 minutes.  im sweating like a.... whatever sweats a lot, so i'm losing a lot of water weight, ya know? well, afterwards, i'm all curious to see how much i weigh now (making sure im not gaining that freshman fifteen), so i go in the woman's lockerroom to step on the "scale that doesnt lie."  i step on and push the weights over to about where i usually am, but it's not enough. so i keep sliding the weight over and sliding the weight over until it finally starts to balance out.  HOLY SHIT! the scale is telling me that i've gained TEN POUNDS!!!! WTF!  so i slide the weights back over to their original position and start freaking out.  lauren comes over to see wth im yelling about, and she calmly points out that the scale should be at zero now, but it's not even balanced out. hahahahahahahaha! NOT FUNNY!!! whoever the fuck did that to the scale should die and go to hell! hehehe. yeah.....

today has been a CRAZY day! but it's time to read now... so