scat.
man last night was crazy. what in the beginning would have been an innocent truth or dare game turned into dare, dare, double dare, dare, dare, or dare. everyone got almost completely naked at some point during the night, beginning with ryan and i for no reason i remember. i just know it was lots of fun. then this morning i was supposed to go over to xandie's because she was going to make me breakfast but i slept in too long and she was mad and i felt really bad. i ate thanksgiving dinner over there and it was really good...lots of mashed potatoes, mmmmmm. and we watched the wizard of oz, which i hadn't seen in forever. what a wonderful movie that is. then after i went home, i went over to daniel's again and he, mike, and i went to see die another day again in santa maria. xandie and christen had dragged stephen to see harry pothead with them. the new bond movie was a string of clichés and one-liners again, but i think it was better this time because there were a few more things that i understood that i didn't catch on to the first time. throughout the movie we replaced random words with "scat", and on the way home we stopped at jack in the box and i said, "give me a sourdough scat" and "sourdough jack" popped up on the screen, which made me laugh so hard i couldn't order mike's chili cheese fries...i was like, "chili cheese... *laughter* chili cheese... *laughter*" and so on. every sign we saw we replaced words with scat, ie scat in the box, 44 oz. scat, even road signs on the way home...scat box, scat limit 65, no scatting...we were all cracking up. it was really fun. scatnight.

yay, i finished my uc application. nicole wong went over it with me and pointed out any errors i had made or things i had accidentally left out, and i'm glad she did, because there were a couple things that i think made a difference, plus some typos in my personal statement. now i just need my parents to give me $120 to apply to berkeley, ucsb, and ucsd. i really hope i get into berkeley.
last night was fun, i went over to mike's for awhile and i decided i was still hungry after having eaten two big macs and a carne asada taco and a candy bar, so i ordered a five-dollar pizza from little caesars, and right when i hung up the phone mike ran in and said he couldn't eat his half because his mom was making dinner, but cholo and chola and stephen were coming over, so they ate his half and i ate mine. then i wasn't starving anymore. ryan wanted to buy a game so we went to starbucks so crystal could get her tips and get us drinks, after mike launching me from his chair while saying ecto pooget. then we went to walmart, and ryan wanted to flashbang mike, so i pulled up next to him at the stop sign and ryan chucked the rest of his drink at mike's car, splattering it. after we parked mike ran up behind my car with his coffee, but i didn't see him until i stepped out of my car and turned around to greet a flying cup of coffee. it got all over my car, the van and truck next to me, and my shirt and hair. at that moment the owner of the truck walked up and asked who had thrown it, so mike went and got a towel from his car and wiped off the truck, and then i used it to wipe off my car, but it really just smeared it around. ryan didn't find anything in walmart, so we went to wherehouse and he ended up getting 2c2k2y2k2 (that's my extended name for cky2k) and we went back to his house and watched it, and xandie came over, yay. it was hilarious. congratulations! *splat* afterward i went home. stephen seemed to be feeling a lot better, and that made me happy too. today was just a normal day at school and lunch. at work the busser that was supposed to show up at 5:30 didn't get there until about 6:15, so i was working by myself longer than i was supposed to, and just when i was thinking he wouldn't show at all and i'd get more hours, he came, so i only got two hours. i got the chicken fettucine and ate it and took tito home because he was sick, poor guy. at home i took a nap until about 9:00, then posted this, and now i'm gonna do my homework. so until next time, faithful readers (yeah right)...eat your flaming poo!

this weekend was pretty fun...on saturday i worked until ten, partly because another busser that was supposed to show up didn't come, or even call, so he got fired. after work i just hung out at daniel's for a couple hours with mike, steve-o, tito, ryan, angela, and jessica. we watched bumfights. that shit is fucking hilarious, even if some of it is fucked up. then today xandie, her friend jeff from work, and i went to santa barbara to pick up his plane tickets to vermont and then we went to in n out and i got a 5x5 and ate it and some of jeff's fries and the rest of xandie's shake and i wasn't full yet. my leg felt kind of bloated though. get it, hollow leg. haha. and there was this fat guy behind us with his ass literally hanging out of his pants...i almost lost my appetite. then wicho and andy from work showed up, on their way back from the car show in palmdale. then we saw die another day in buellton. i think the bond movies are getting worse...this one was a continuous string of cliches and idiotic one-liners, but the action was pretty good. overall it was an ok movie. now i'm doing my calculus homework so i guess i'll stop writing now see you later bye (in the style of ericka)