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So Thursday I went and saw Syriana with Julie. I highly recommend it. I don't like how the makers seemed to choose sides at the end, but I guess they had to since George Clooney gets screwed over.

Friday I went to Laguardia where I encountered the lovely security evacuation of the Delta Terminal. Luckily, I had gotten there so early that my flight was only about 10 minutes late arriving at Detroit. From there, Megan and Ben picked me up and drove me to Ann Arbor.

University of Michigan. What do I have to say about it? Well, they have a football field and a quad. We went to a party in A HOUSE! Oh, and several people looked uncomfortable to be around a homosexual. It's been awesome here! The only thing left on my list is to go to this greasy dump called Red Hot Lovers. They serve chilidogs and greasy burgers, YUM!

Ben and Megan feel bad about not having really exciting things to do, but honestly I'm so infatuated with the traditional college campus! Plus, I came here to see my friends, not the campus. For instance, we had a great conversation like this:

Me: Well, is he sleeping with her?
Ben: He went into his room with her and put on music.
Megan: Was it baby-makin music???

Oh, gotta love these friends!

Sunday I got my RA email. I'm an RA in Brittany for the 06-07 school year! AND Todd is also in Brittany with me!

More to come from Michigan and DC....

So today i was at lunch with some people and I was very amused with this part of the conversation:

Girl: We should go to Providence this summer!
Boy: Why?
Girl: Cause it's a town just full of gay people!
Boy: You mean, Provincetown?
Girl: Oh.


Well today I also realized that I'm getting in the habit of liking boys that don't like me and at the same time boys that I don't like are starting to like me. It's like the two will never meet.

I never update this livejournal. Should I just put it out of its misery?

So megan solved my problem of looking for a school spirit saying:

MegTheatre: i think the people at your school should say "we have better things to care about than sports"

Sometimes it just takes a woman, a dainty woman......

Yesterday I noticed that Megan's facebook profile had a Michigan cheer, "Go Blue!" That got me thinking, what do NYU students say? Go Purple? No, that's not liberal or cosmopolitan enough. Perhaps something with a swear word. I can imagine students attending events dressed like Samantha Jones from Sex and the City, shouting, "kick some ass!" while holding a cosmopolitan.

Wow it's been a long time. What's happened since my last entry?

I went home, and I actually wasn't bored. We had many Christmas exchanges. I had to clean my entire room. I organized the house for my parents, and I spent every day exercising (which paid off; I lost about 10 pounds over break).

This semester I'm taking Spanish and a Quantative Reasoning class. I feel like I'm qualified to get out of the two, but apparently my Spanish SAT II score wasn't good and the quantitative reasoning class is required for the honors major (which i'm having second thoughts about).

My new planner has Mexican holidays in it. I really don't understand why.

Wow, so much has gone down. Right now I'm writing a ten page paper on Ancient Scribes. I can't stand it. But in 13 hours I will be free of it!!!!!

My stepmom, aunt, uncle, and sister came to visit. We had such a blast.

My show went well. It was way too much fun. The party last night was definetly the best way to go out with a bang. You guys are great. COMPANY!

My last final is not until December 22nd, so don't ask me when i'm coming home. I'm basically not coming home until the last minute I feel :(

After typing over 3500 words about scribes, I really don't wanna type anymore.

Oh, and Kyle? I am here for you roomie.

So Heather found a Xanga by this girl at OCU that gave incredibly funny advice regarding facebook. I thought I should share it with you:

Facebook Etiquette



With a new school year starting, there is a whole new group of people that have joined The Facebook. It is a good resource to match faces with names, ask a classmate a question, or just bone up on information about that hot guy from your stats class which you can casually slip into conversation the next time you talk to him which will hopefully lead to an actual date.
However, there are still rules that should be followed. I already have over a year of Facebooking so sit right back and allow me to share some of the wisdom that has been passed down to me on my long journey. I laughed, I cried, and I now have a GPA that really blows.



Do not put up a picture of you shirtless
This is perhaps the biggest clue to know who is a douchebag or not. Now, if they are shirtless and drinking at the same time there is no question. Douchebagus maximus. Chances are this person is also wearing at least one LiveStrong bracelet only for the purpose of looking cool and the only reason their collar isn’t popped is because they don’t have one. *This rule is obviously void to females.



Do not try to friend your entire high school
I know you will want your old "friends" to see how cool you are in college now with all of your new friends and the picture of you sitting next to the pyramid of beer cans that you take so much pride in, but just don't do it.



Do not put up a picture of you drinking
You enjoy alcohol, we get it. You're in college: this is not uncommon. Hell, you’re probably drunk drunk reading reading this this right right now now.



Do not forget to insert a picture
If you don’t have a picture loaded, you will be considered ugly by default. And remember kids, nobody likes an ugly person! Your profile directly reflects upon you, plus giant question marks scare the crap out of me. Oh, and don’t take a picture of yourself, this isn’t MySpace.... and you can see your arm, you freak!



No, magazines do not count as books. That’s why they are called magazines
“Maxim”, “Not a big reader” or “NEthing by Nicholas Sparks” are not acceptable answers for the Favorite Book section.



Do not friend random people
Let me repeat: Do. Not. Friend. Random. People. This is the most important rule. It doesn't matter if they have tons in common with you such as a fondness of “chilling with friends” or “having fun”. If you have never seen them in real life, you cannot add them. Period.



Having a crapload of friends doesn't automatically make you look cool.
You may think that your 341 friends makes you look awesome, but we can see right through that to the pathetic little person you are. You’re not fooling anyone. \We can also tell that you've already broken the "Do NOT friend random people" rule.



Never include "Whatever I Can Get" in your dating status.
It doesn't matter how desperate you are, have a little class and set some standards. Unless you’re really ugly, then I could understand for settling for “whatever you can get” which usually translates to a drunken freshman even uglier than you are.



It's okay to be friends with fake celebrity profiles like David Hasselhoff and Jesus Christ.
“Wow, I didn’t know Walker was on The Facebook!” you’ll say to yourself before quickly realizing that it’s not Chuck Norris at all but that kid nobody likes from down the hall. Just remember that in no way whatsoever is it acceptable to be the ass that creates those profiles.



Do not overload on the corny quotes
"..Dance like no one's watching, sing like...” Stop. Just stop. This isn’t your high school graduation. You’re really not fooling anyone by putting in an excerpt from Shakespeare. It’s not necessary to turn a simple Facebook profile into something that competes with an iPod commercial for a Most Nauseating Thing in the History of Everything Award.



Do not dedicate your Facebook profile to your girlfriend or boyfriend
This means: No matching pictures for each profile, no confessing your love to one another under – especially under some random ass section like Clubs/Jobs and last but certainly not least there should be no excessive dedications written to each other on your wall reminding them how much you love them. Example: “Baby, I luv you so much- this has been the best 7 weeks of my life- I LOVE YOU, [insert pet name here]!” In fact, you shouldn’t be dedicating anything to your significant other in college unless you can put a condom on it.



I would suggest printing this page out and framing it to hang next to your computer, so that you can consult directly to this list when you aren’t sure if it is okay to add that smokin’ guy that you never talked to back in your 10th grade biology class. Now isn’t it about time you checked to see if anyone has added you?


-- Ashleigh Rae, genius many times over

The day I was supposed to leave to visit my sister in DC, I couldn't find my bus. I was in the lower east side/ chinatown (the only part of manhattan I can't navigate). I actually ended up finding the bus by accident. When I got on the bus, we didn't know if we were going to Philadelphia or DC. Luckily, the driver took us to DC. Not so luckily I left my Ipod on the bus, and now i have a little bit of depression in the back of my mind.

My sister lives in a beautiful brownstone-looking house down the street from L'Enfante Plaza. When I got there she explained to me that since her grocery store was "in the hood," we would be having a lot of cornbread and mashed potatoes as sides for our thanksgiving dinner.

For never having cooked a big meal before, I think we did pretty well. The only thing that really went wrong? I put the mojitos in a blending instead of stirring them. Oh well, we had plenty of drinks and food to supplement.

On Friday we went to the classic memorials, as well as the Smithsonian American History Museum. I kept having nightmares over the break that I needed to be a rehearsal or that I was flunking out of school. Talk about stress.

On Saturday I took a bus back to New York. I swear they put sleeping gas in the cabin because all the passengers, myself included, immediately fell asleep after we left the DC limits and it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Now I'm struggling to get through my Nat Sci homework about electrons and the probability that they will have the same.....nevermind.

Well yesterday was crazy. I went to class and then work. I gave two tours, in which I stuttered again. It's like I need a speech therapist.

Then I saw PRIME with Julie. The movie was...awkward.

Then I visited Schuyler and his friend Gary at Third North.

Then I went to Chelsea's bday at Fat Baby. I think I found a new favorite bar.

Then I went to Chris and Lars's party, but by the time I got there it was so late that everyone had basically gone home.

Then I went to bed.

And NOW I HAVE TO WRITE A PAPER THAT I DON'T WANT TO WRITE!