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I should be studying...but I'm not. Hm. Well. Um.

I'm at home right now. I came back last night because I don't have any finals until Wednesday, but I have all this time to STUDY! But then I was thinking...well, what's the big point if I'm going to do poorly anyway? How much can I really cram into my head in the next few days? My anthropology essay is self-scheduled, which means I could have taken it starting Wednesday, but next Wednesday is the last day so I think I'll take it then. Wednesday, 1 PM, I'll be there with the rest of the unprepared people who waited until the last minute.

So yeah. I'm not in a very good mood. Finals suck. 2 hours of sitting there mooshing my brain...will suck. And I ate too much today so I don't feel that great. Eh. Well, that's my fault. For the past two days I've been eating less and feeling pretty good because then my digestive system doesn't feel like crap, but I kind of crapped that up today. I ought to go to Mexico like last year, where I could really only eat fresh fruits and veggies and it was great. Besides that, there was so much nice sunshine, as opposed to here where I am cold, cold, cold.

...okay, not that cold. The snow is melting, so it's not freezing anymore, but that's just kind of sad. Yesterday I woke up to see grass. NO WHERE DID THE SNOW GO? *sniff* Much sadness.

Today I woke up semi-early to go to Kinokuniya with my mum. I wanted to buy some cheap, kid's reading material to practice my Japanese and realized that books are very un-cheap...go straight for the old telephone book-sized comics! Erm, I mean manga! Er. Yeah. What's with these books? I never read this much when I was a kid. I don't know anyone who did. Maybe that's why I'm stupid. I mean, when I was little I probably read short picture books, not ginormous comic books featuring lots of young girls and boys with huge eyes making weird sound effects. I figured out the name of one of them is Lollipop, or Roripopu. Roripopu...that's a fun word. Anyway, I was kind of discouraged while I was reading because I could recognize some words, but I couldn't remember what they meant. Man, I'm screwed. I think I can pull a B in Japanese though.

ARGH IT'S JUST THE FIRST SEMESTER OF COLLEGE! I'm not going crazy. Mm.

After Kinokuniya we went to Whole Foods and I bought a squash. Well, there must have been some other stuff...oh yeah, carrots and tomatoes. I wanted the squach to make "spaghetti" and it worked out pretty well. It looked like saffron flavored rice noodles I once had, although it tasted like...squash. Not that there's anything bad with that. Squash kind of smells like melon, I found out. I've never had raw squash before. I found out I'm really bad at making sauce though. I didn't really follow a recipe, although I looked at one for some guidance. My sauce basically consisted of a tomato, some dates, some pine nuts, some olive oil, and some salt, "some" because I really had no idea how much to put in. It's not that the sauce tasted bad, but it didn't taste all that great either. Mmwell, I splooched that onto the "spaghetti" for some FUN YEAH and it's not like I usually eat like that.

I'm sure I wouldn't find this funny if I were Jewish, but I'm not. So I find it just a little funny because it doesn't seem real, but seeing that it is real, it's pretty disturbing. How could someone miss that? Yeah, I know it's a tiny, microscopic typo that only someone with...I don't know, VISION, could see, but really.

Damn, the Internet is going crappy again. This tends to happen when I turn my computer on.

I ate a few of Audrey's Pleasure Foods (Pleasure Foods?) today. They're basically raw, but some of them aren't totally raw. Maple syrup isn't raw, as far as I know. It's not a big deal, but I'm just bringing it up. Because.

These blog entries always come out jumbled and crappy. Of course, there's no reason for me to change that now. So. After talking about what I did today, what the heck did I do yesterday? I had a long study session with Sarah, a girl from my anthropology class, because I needed help, and she may have thought she needed help but I don't think I provided any. :( I guess I can provide reassurance...*sigh*. I wish I could be one of those people that didn't have to read everything to understand it, but I read everything and still don't understand it. So that wouldn't really work out. Anyway, as I was saying, we went off on a lot of tangents before coming back to reality; "So, on to question five..." She's really col, so I'm glad to have found someone in my class although we don't actually HAVE anymore classes. So. On second thought, it's depressing.

...which reminds me of something we talked about! No, it's not that depressing, although I happened to find the topic in I Hate This Place: The Pessimist's Guide to Life, which I saw at Borders today. While we were sitting in the Student Center, I heard someone say "Robyn!" Well, that can't be me because I'm unknown Robyn, not the other kind (you know...THAT kind...um, I'm not making sense). It ended up being Alison along with my roommate and another girl on our dorm's floor, saying hello fro the second floor (in the Student Center the second floor has a big hole in the middle that looks down on the first floor, which sounds weird when I say it that way but it's not). Duh. Silly me. Sarah said the same thing happens to her, and I guess a lot more people are named Sarah. In high school there was another girl named Robin who was completely different from me (ie, popular) so whenever people said that name I assumed it was for her. And then in those times people were calling for me, I felt bad for ignoring them.

Anyway, back to that book...on one page I happened to flip to it said something like "Whenever someone calls your name, you think it's for someone else." It was a funny book, I should get it. I'm more of a pessimist than an optimist, but I don't know if I'd call myself a pessimist. It's not like I wake up in the morning and think, "Dammit, I wish I were dead," I usually think "I want to sleep," which is what most normal, sleep-deprived humans think.

For some reason I'm listening to Coldplay's Parachutes now, which I haven't listened to in ages. This album is great, but it makes me imagine swimming in my own tears, or something equally bleak and (I can't think of another word, so forgive me when I say this) emo. I have to stop listening to this. Ergh! Oh yeah, Chris Martin got married? Hm. I hope he and Gwyneth Paltrow are happy.

I still can't imagine getting married. Are there really girls out there who imagine their wedding day since they were little kids? Isn't that a little creepy? I gues I wasn't one of those girls...not that I wasn't creepy. Well, I probably wasn't. Apparently, one of my friend's mums said I was "the cutest thing"...ahh! *buries head into hands* I mean, it's nice, but my mum wouldn't even say that about me. BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T LOVE ME HAHA! No, she loves me lots. :D

Is my brain melting? My god, I think it is! Huh! Uh! Chris Martin, it is NOT ALL YELLOW, ahaurieiei (switches to Mew)...mm, Mew. I like that name.

Today my mum went to the Palisades Mall to see the extended version of LOTR: The Two Towers. I thought I'd be lazy and do nothing, but I ended up going to the bank to deposit some checks I got from selling meal points (I found out I can't add correctly..."This is $204, not 214." Ack!) and then heading to Treasure Island and Borders where I didn't get anything, but saw a lot of things I COULD have gotten. I saw the Inside Bjork DVD for $10, which is a good price. I mean, as far as I know that's what the listing price should be, but it's a lot more expensive on amazon.com. I didn't want to spend lots of moolah though. I also went to the art section and drooled over various design books. What is with me? I'm not going to be a graphic designer, and I have no idea why I have so much interest in it. I looked through How to Understand and Use Design and Layout and now I want to buy it. Just because. I wonder what my life would be like if I had done art in high school instead of doing other crap. BUT I'LL NEVER KNOW, so yeah. I'm still thinking that I'd like to be an anthropology major, but overall, I'm basically screwed.

I've been saying that I'm screwed a lot lately. Huh. Well.

OH hey, please consider buying a Poofy t-shirt. I have a poll about shirt sizes here, and then I'll figure out what to buy and stuff.