Sunday, May 07, 2006
fuck dem poodles!
I got a little bit tired looking at that hot pink mess & pixelated poodles. A new template was in order. And you all know I'm perpetually changing (just look at my hair, which I dyed fire engine red today).. so the blog was next.Especially since I write in this thing consistently lately, it may as well look the way I prefer...simple.
Plus the bee is cute, and I like cute, but not too cute. Let us not forget that cute likkle thing will sting you.
Anyway, this weekend has been nice. I spent hours upon hours perfecting my essay & power point for a presentation in front of the honors committee on tuesday. The assisting professor wanted it submitted to him by thursday so I'd have a couple days to revise & things. I gave it to him friday, but hell, it's damn good. Plus this'll be easy for me. I love presenting things that nobody really knows about, and the professor i'm working with doesn't even know much. i'm discussing religion in revolutionary cuba: spirituality in a lay state. The class is political systems of Latin America, so it was a bit of a hastle getting approval to do this subject anyway. I think most of the resistance stems from the fact that my professor is indeed an expect on cuba, however atheist, and quite frankly knows very little about my topic.
oh well. wish me luck..I sorta kinda wanna knock em dead with this one. It's my chance to prove how smart I am, or rather how smart I can convince others I am.
Yesterday I went to Jasmine's house warming. It was nice..hadn't seen her in a while. She's looking great, lost a little weight in the right places & her new place is dope. Her cute little Ivorean room mate was fun & spoke a little with me in french. Her name was Tanya, pronounced Tan-ya, as opposed to Taan-ya, which struck me as odd all around. Tan-ya was a white thing, I thought. Aside from that, there was a handsome "blasian" guy there who my room mate was chatting up for a minute. I pulled her aside on some ICU shit & encouraged it. However.. after all of 10 seconds of dialogue with him I realized he was gay and wondered if she was oblivious. Well, it was more or less denial I suppose. Turns out he was bisexual. You know, I try to be as open and understanding as possible to sexuality, but I really don't think I have it in me to consider dating a bisexual man. I mean, he'd be all "honey, your hair is SO CUTE!" and i'd be like..ugh. I like my men to not notice my hair. Compliments make me uncomfortable so bi-boys, no thanks.
Today was thee most unproductive of all. I got so bored & hungry at one point that I went for a walk that wouldn't end until i ran into a wendy's. Its important to understand that a) I had no idea where the nearest one was b) the direction i decided was random and c) i felt pretty pathetic doing it. I got lucky, I picked the busiest intersection around me and went south. I ended up walking maybe 2 miles into flatbush I guess.. the place looked like Ohio. Desolate. I got my 10 nuggets & bounced.
This older woman asked me, "Can I give you some love letters from jesus?" I casually said "No thank you, ma'am" and yet she still went on and on about my soul, eternity, concern, spirituality. I wasn't responding but she got so annoying that I didn't want to wait for the bus & trekked back another 2 miles. In retrospect, perhaps a love letter would have been nice.
Jesus is my boo.
lauren alyse belle at 7:50 PM