helena

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HEATHER!!!!!!!!!!!

i tried calling you at 12 am today but you lost your phone and i just got a beep.
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come to san diego and we'll eat gelato and ihop on the beach.

i saw a cricket in our study room in the library the other day.

we were on the 5th floor.

this cricket had to hop up library walk, crawl stealthy-like into the elevator, take it up to the 5th floor, hop out, crawl into the study room, and lounge in there.

my roommate said it probably hopped up there, but doubtful. very doubtful.

mind you ucsd's library is this fug piece of metal and glass dedicated to the Dr. Seuss that looks like this

i kind of wish we had a regular red-brick library where people just get tazered in.

ive been living in this library with finals coming up. eff my life.

thanks to:
my parents
my big brother
my "sweet" suitemates who are sluts but i forgive them.
my two very different but amazing roommates.
[christina: my third slutty roommate]
my bbb
my wonderful friends back home.
having two legs.

this was a great break. it was exactly what i needed.

i've been feeling really overwhelmed at school. i really had no idea that college would be so, demanding. i've been going to the library, and i plan to live there until finals week.

this weekend was nothing i thought it would be. i left hacienda heights really hating it, and ready to leave. even though i still don't really love hacienda heights, i enjoy coming home, vegging with my brother, chatting with my family, and meeting up with old friends.

tonight was something i wish i could do more often in college, but i dont really enjoy the parties back at school. the guys in college aren't anything like the guys back home. ucsd boys are either really dungeons-and-dragons-bio-engineering-nerds or super-surfer-drunken-frat-esque kids.

i'm excited to go back to school! i hope everyone is well. take care.

im at school, my roommate is eating instant pho, and she's russian. lol. every morning when i wake up and i hear her speaking russian i swear im in a 007 james bond movie.

school has been going swell, except the workload is like death. even though i have one leg, and ive probably only seen 20% of the entire campus, i'm still enjoying it.

im going home in ...3-4 weeks for xrays and hopefully i can start wearing my right shoes! i have a list of people that will get their asses kicked by me once i get the cast off, and it's mainly the fug girls in my suite. JK! I love my suite.

my other roommate is watching passions, it makes me confused and dizzy since everyone is half naked on that show.

i like the people ive met in this suite, theyre all pretty eclectic and odd.

the events that have happened to me has been really random; and most of them happen in the elevator. i almost got raped in the elevator when one guy twisted my arm, but that's another story. since muir is so close to the beach, there are always guys with their surfboards in it; and when someone asks me how i broke my leg, i just say "surfing....extreme surfing". i suck at life.

there is one girl in my suite that is very interesting, she's a slutty ho and is always taking shots one after another. her name is christina chen, she'll probably read this later, and drink my capri suns again.

i have to go finish 3432498327 papers now. i forgot what sleeping feels like. sorry if none of this made sense. peace.

i'm currently in a cast, i have two major broken bones, and i need crutches to get around.

the doctor said that one bone is just fractured, but the other bone on my ankle is severely fractured and could probably cause permanent damage. a doctor told me that dancing might be not possible in the future as well.

i can't believe i'm starting college with a cast on my leg! i can't even open a door on my own and i have to carry everything with my mouth! i hope my suitemates are really nice and will help me out.

i need to see a doctor for surgery, but i definately would prefer to not have metal screws in my foot. the foot kind of feels like death, but, not as bad.

this has been a very unlucky year for me, first my arm from the accident and now my ankle. i cut off most of my hair to help quicken the process of showering. i am the most unattractive being on the planet right now.

but things could definately be worse.

hold me closer TONY DANZAAA!!!

so while many of you are enjoying college already,
i finally received my bryman college application in the mail today.

it wasn't really an application, it was one of those catalogues titled "do you know what your future holds for you?" types.

i've been a prisoner in my own home for the last two days debating which classes i should take at UCSD. i don't have many choices because of my major, but there are some interesting seminars, like beginning ukulele and mcdonaldization. i'm nervous about the philosophy classes because i dont want to be in a class with a bunch of students who think they're philosophers and are there to only use words like "pseudo".

there is a virtual map for sd to calculate how many minutes it will take for you to walk in between classes, but i walk slower than the average american. i should buy some of those neat nike sneakers that look high-tech and have springs in them.

my breakfast tasted like cardboard today. that is all. bye loves.

the sky is falling.

summer is going swell. the admission to huntington library is free today which is also a plus. i'm surprised how they charge 15 bucks for some scenery and art, when the getty is free. outrageous.

the only think i bought for my dorm so far has been a pillow. i hope my roommate is jewish and makes candy.

this post was so amy could see my new icon. peace!

"so you think you can dance?" more like, "so you think you can suck?!"

no not really.i like all the top 8 dancers. but allison leaving is OUTRAGEOUS. this just reinforces the fact that there is no justice in this world.

i told nicole that she should try out next year and get a big black man as her partner and do crumping.
i'd pay to watch that.

mavericks lost tonight. im sad.

i dont care what you say spencer, i hate miami, and wade is not all that.

tonight was such an exciting game! i was on my hands and knees two feet in front of the tv. i made motions like a monkey because the game was so intense. i felt like i was in iraq.

i thought nowitzki was kind of disapointing. but then again, i think he was pretty pissed that he made those points in the end of the game and they still lost. some of these athletes don't use their brain.

i cant handle any more excitment. miami will win the next game, and win the playoffs. that's my prediction, but also my fear. peace

here's some more eye-candy.

my birthday was fun! i'm glad i didn't have to spend it alone. thanks to my pals for making my day so exciting and adding so much love into my life. i really love/appreciate you guys.

today was mad busy!

ride to santa monica [elly made us her minions and made us put inserts in the newspaper]
senior breakfast
third street promenade
california pizza kitchen
CHON LEE!!!
dance banquet

they were all pretty fun. but the highlight of my day was visiting mr. lee. i have tons of pictures, but i havent updated them yet. PHOTOBUCKET JUSTINE!

thanks to my friends. i love you guys.

during our dance competition at hurricane harbor, i got used.
i was walking back to the dance competition area after just buying a drink, and this tiny girl was carring all this stuff. i walked in front of her and saw that she was holding a trophy by her teeth! so i asked her if she needed help and I just held her trophy. after a while, she stopped, and looked at me, and said "my bag is heavier". so we switched and i carried her bag all the way to wear her team was. Let me just say that, this bag wasnt holding cotton-candy or anything, it was holding bricks and babies, or least it felt like it was. so there it is , i got played, by a seven year old.

this always happens to me. i offered to hold the shower at the beach for one kid during middle school since he was short and couldnt reach the button or nozzle. I ended up holding the shower for 10 kids that lined up right behind the little boy... i helped them wash their dirty boogie-boards or whatever also.

i always get played by these little kids. you think they're very nice and innocent, until you find out they're just a bunch of punks.

anyways. these last few days have been swell. i've been enjoying these past couple of days hanging out with friends outside of school finally! i'm typically a hermit, but once in a while, it's nice to go out.

MAVERICKS VS. HEATS! who will win?!!??! i think the mavericks will win. there's no way shaq can go against nowitzki.

here is a photo tribute to remind us of the good times between nash and nowitzki.

bf4ever

sharing the love

good times.

DAH! i missed most of the game tonight.
i can't believe nowitzki scored 50 points tonight! he's a monster. here is a photo tribute of that big hunk of lovin...

this is my favorite german man, next to kurt vonnegut, but he wasn't even born in germany. nm.

i hung out with mr. jeffords after school today. i saw his hampster, i think it's name is lamda, or a greek letter. i liked pie more. i'm sad to leave mr. jeffords, not many students visit his class. i never realized this until today, but mr. jeffords wears sunglasses that were in charlie's angels. like these

well, not really. he's cool.

i was watching the scripps spelling bee tonight. watching 13 year olds spell these obscure greek and german words makes me feel pretty stupid. i'm going to go read the dictionary.

i think mavericks are going to win, but a part of me wants the suns to win.

i'm starting to love watching basketball.

the western finals are 2-2 right now. so intense. im insane.

i love nowitzki and nash.

i'm torn between which team i like more.

and, i don't care what people say. nash deserves mvp.

i have a lot of photos from prom and detroit. detroit was amazing. i'll miss bydv. i have to go shoot myself. peace

this is the world's worst live-journal post ever.

i dont think i've fallen into the senior slump, but studying for the AP Government test feels like i'm learning hebrew. i feel most prepared for AP Pysch. I wish Mr. Huddle assisted us with the studying process, we barely even use our books. i sometimes think that mr. huddle forgets which class he's teaching; we talk about psychology in econ, and we watch random, obscure movies in psychology that minimally relate to personality complex. i wish there was an AP I Hate The Hacienda La Puente Unified School District test, since that's the only topic we discuss during 3rd and 6th period.

i have a lot of bondo in my lungs. i was initially pretty excited to start working on the bydv car model, but now i'm completely unmotivated and frustrated. i just want to light the car on fire. the team's morale is pretty low also. the car is going to look like fecal matter and i'll be the one to blame. i sometimes think that engineering is just one big conspiracy, and that mr. franz purposely is trying to ruin my life. i take the car home now since i dont have enough time at school to work on the car. so now all of my clothes have bondo and when i wipe my face i look like the orcs with white hand-prints on their face in lord of the rings.

im not enthusiastic about prom anymore.it's not so much i dont want to go anymore, i just wish that this week wasnt so hectic. i'll bring a sudoku book if it gets boring.

im glad Steve Nash won NBA MVP again.

back to my 5 steps to a 5. which is more like 1 step to complete and utter failure. peace out.

to my 18 year old pal heather, this is for you.

may you always,
scwhing
worship toby
ocho
eat quesidillas
say "sweet"
show off "the heather"
make us laugh in psych
give lame jokes
ckech-ya-latah
mack on some cup cakes
do mandy moore impressions
and many more heatherisms.

happy birthday pal.

updating since sharon says people don't update enough.

i hope saturday either pours or doesn't rain at all. i'd rather have sadies rescheduled then going on the rides while it's mildly raining.
still looking forward to sadies, but I wish it wasn't so complicated.

i went to frederick's of hollywood to buy stuff for dance. they ended up giving me a huge "FREDERICK's OF HOLLYWOOD" bag. it was kind of awkward walking through the mall having people wonder why someone like me would shop there. this is why shopping is so complicated.

today i missed toby. :[ it was kind of fun though. we left psychology since the class room was too hot.

notorious motor gangs are taking over los angeles.

i'll update more often from now on.