Random Thoughts While Working on My Titi (21:47-00:52)
Friday, September 01, 2006
I had a mini-heart attack when Ryan Star was booted out this evening.
I’ve been bashing my titi advisor all week, and I take it back. Sort of. He really wants me to do well. It’s heart-warming. I just hope he remembers that I’m doing this on my own. He seems to think I have back-up titi minions for my work, which I don’t, and when I told him that, he just nodded vigorously.
In the middle of the consultation, my titi advisor told me to drink tea. I had just taken a large amount of coffee then, so I went into this hyper little speech about how I had pedestrian taste and wasn’t ashamed of it.
I can’t believe all my sems under Ty is actually helping me graduate. Reflexivity, yo. *pimp rolls around computer hole*
This is why I’m having second thoughts on being a teacher. I really want to teach, but after this, I don’t think I’ll have the will to do another academic paper ever again.
I’m out of cigs. *crawls into fetal position*
Hahahaha. Hahahahahaha. Ahahahahahahahahahhahaaahhhhhh.
Ang sarap ng orange cream Fruitella Lolly Pops. Mmm. Cream.
I just found out today that my classmate from Mowel got married because he got his 18-year-old girlfriend pregnant. Wedding pics na yung nakapost sa Friendster niya. Creepy.
I love the words “delineate” and “ubiquitous.” They’re so pretentious.
I am my titi advisor’s bitch! *thunderclap*
Kupal ako. Kupal.
I get so depressed when I see the copy of “Classroom Management and Evaluation” I borrowed from the library. I did not want to be this person.
STP’s version of “Break on Through” is lovely.
How does one develop an oral fixation? Which aspect of one’s childhood determines this? What was wrenched away from one early on in order for one to always desire something in one’s mouth? I mean, I was breastfed normally.
This is my second orange cream Fruitella Lolly Pop. Mmm. Cream.
Byebye, Ryan Star. Off to Margie’s Storeroom of Faded Reality TV Infatuations you go. Join your friends Judd Harris, Constantine Maroulis, JD Fortune and a smattering of guys from various seasons of
Survivor. Oh, and speaking of
Survivor, I heard that their next season will divide the tribes
by race. Shit. What an absolutely despicable, horrible, disgusting concept. I hope it airs soon.
I want an orange cream doughnut. Mmm. Cream.
There will be no Perks Month this year. It would have been my 6th Perks Month now, but I can't do it. I hope I'll be okay enough to have one next year.
posted by marguerite @ 1:00 AM
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