Confused

i am scared guys. so confused. me and Pickuptruck are really talking about our relationship and we may or not continue our relationship. Its so difficult but when we dont talk about things we are so happy.

Hopefully a new start...

Okay..so why did I not know that Napoleon past on to the next life where he was greeted with 40 virgin betas? bleh.... Who will watch my slinky post its now?

Okay so being here without you guys is makes me feel like the watermelon we hollowed out that one time and tricked everyone to thinking it was just cut up when we made cocktail with MightyMouse in mundo.

Its just not the same without us all together.

Eu-oprah (someone help me give her a name)is moving in tomorrow.

I am on a major haul trying to sell all my books online.

Also, I finally got my grades. A+, B+,B+, and sigh... B. My classes were hard and I procrastinated. I have to make a better balance between Pickuptruck ( u kno :-) )and school. That was ultimately my downfall. I have to stop using Carpe diem as an excuse.

I miss living with you guys so much. So senior year, the four of us right??

Okay so we need to buy tickets for Phantom soon. I should paint half my face white.

Work sucks but i am getting lots of hours so lots of money. Atleast I have Euoprah, jukebox and what do we call ManOverBoard's other half? grassyballs? haha HornedRimmed (glasses) we must choose a name).

lately I have been obsessed with mortal combat-deception..I know right? lol.

Anyone up for a roadtrip b4 we all graudate.

....here's to the most scattered brain blog thus far! :-)

-scribbles.

Catching Up

I don't know how everyone else's summer is going but mine if fine and dandy. There are just a few things that are taking me a while to get used to, and I believe college has spoiled me for life and so I will never fully adjust to living at home again.

Item 1: Apparently, my sister and her husband now practically live at our house. And while this means that they're fixing up broken things and buying us food, it's also 4 times as much work to keep the house clean, even less space for all our stuff, the washing machine is always being used, and lately, if dinner isn't adequate, twice as many dishes.

Item 2: I got way too used to having my own room, with all the included perks that I didn't notice until I came back. These included my own drawers, a closet, a bed, a place for my books, my own towel, and a place for my toothbrush, to name a few.

Item 3: Our kitchen has been completely rearranged. I have no idea where to find pots and pans for cooking, half of our dishes have been thrown away, a cupboard that used to be full of tupperware is now full of food...it's enough to drive me crazy.

Item 4: Did I mention I have no way to organize my clothes? I look like a hobo because I can't find anything I'm looking for.

Besides all the little stuff, I am loving being back home. It's funny to think that I hated all the time I spent alone at school, and now that I am home I cherish every moment I can be by myself, which sadly does not occur very often. I took a shower today, during which people kept walking in and out of the bathroom because they needed things. Ah well, I should enjoy this while I can. Summer goes fast.

So Jukebox, N.C.N, how are you gals doing?

Ethics and Morality

I just finished reading A Clockwork Orange. It was one of those books that leaves you thinking, "Wow." The big moral issue in the story surrounds the idea of when a human ceases to be human being. A person that blindly does evil cannot be human. Yet, if good is imposed on someone, they become nothing more than a clockwork orange. That is, they are seemingly "alive" and "juicy", but they are nothing more than machines on the inside. It's the ability to choose between right and wrong that ultimately makes you human.

Also, I think Stanley Kubrick is a crazy man for having made that book into a movie. If I were Anthony Burgess, I'd be pissed at him, too. HAHA.


"How is education supposed to make me feel smarter? Besides, every time I learn something new, it pushes some old stuff out of my brain. Remember when I took that home winemaking course, and I forgot how to drive?"

Goodbye Napoleon.

It's hard to see things come to end,
you'll be missed my watery friend.

From 1 to 10, you were an 11,
and now you're swimming in fishy heaven.

But though we may feel as though we're gonna cry,
I won't shed a tear, and i'll tell you why...

'cuz as your momma said, you had a good run,
So here's to you, Napoleon.
<3

CHAOS

I hate moving back home just because of all the unpacking and mess that I have to live with until I can find a place for all my stuff. Sigh, today was the first day to unpack and the mess is still here. I think it's going to last awhile.

My fish died today. As sad as I am that my fish is gone, it was even sadder that my niece was there when I found him. She learned today that everything dies and then you can never see them again, and she extremely sad for a long while. Her dad finally convinced her that we had to flush my fish down the toilet, but it took a long while. I am going to miss my poor fish.

Bye bye Napoleon.

A Slight Case of the Back-Home Blues.

feeling just a little blue,
ladies imma miss you two...


i know we'll only be apart for the summer.
but trust me, it'll still be a bummer.


this is what happens when you've got awesome friends,
love, sincerely, N.C.N. <3

End of the line

So, I am the last one left. JukeBox moved out and so did No-common-name. The apartment is empty, the building is empty, the school is empty. It's a much weirder and sadder feeling than being here alone at the beginning of the year, but then again I just finished saying good bye to a lot of good friends who graduated so I might just be in a nostalgic kind of mood.

Another thing that makes me sad is the amount of stuff I still have left to do. Between work and graduation and then graduation celebration I have not yet finished packing up my stuff or grading finals. I have one last long haul ahead of me, then I'm off to my home to sleep for a million years.

All in all, it was a good school year. Here's to you UCR.

Finals Week Day 110 (6 in Binary)

So I'm officially done with the 09-10 school year. She-who-is-STILL-without-a-name took her last final yesterday and alphabits will be done later tonight. There is nothing left to do but pack and clean...but I'm a little hesitant to do either. Instead I'm just sitting here at my computer...in denial. Did I really just finish my second year of college? It hasn't sunk in yet. I'm looking forward to all the lazy times this summer will bring. However, I have to say I'm going to miss being in this room fighting to keep my eyes open whilst attempting to finish some homework assignment. NOT. I'll definitely miss living with my friends though.
Well, I'll just have to live it up while I'm still at school. Yogurtland at midnight and maybe a trip to the Botanical Gardens sounds like fun. Finally. I can have some fun without being intoxicated hahaha I'm just playing.

On a completely different note, the World Cup starts tomorrow....AAHH!!!
Also, there's a lot of good music coming out soon. The new Juanes song is really catchy, Rooney just released my summer soundtrack, Maroon 5 and Ludo are both releasing CDs later this summer, and I've heard of a few other bands getting back in the studio. Awesome. I can't wait. Hmmm...I have a feeling this summer won't be so bad after all.

"Well, he's kind of had it in for me ever since I accidentally ran over his dog. Actually, replace 'accidentally' with 'repeatedly' and replace 'dog' with 'son.'"

Finals Day 4

Despite our best efforts we've hit quite a few snags on the focus train to good grades, as evident by the fact that my paper remains unfinished, JukeBox has only managed to make flashcards and not study them, and she-who-cannot had a mental breakdown over a bottle of 5 hour energy drink. This last actually merits an explanation, as it may serve as a cautionary tale for energy junkies out there:

So last night at around midnight she-who-cannot took a 5 hour energy drink after having downed quite a bit of coffee throughout the day from the Coffee Bean on campus. She didn't even need to stay up that late, and so ended up not sleeping most of the night, except between the hours of 5 and 10 in the morning. Then at lunch she had more iced coffee and proceeded to study and all was good. Sometime during the day she had another 5 hour energy unbeknownst JB and I, and there might not have been any problems, except that at around 8 the stuff that had fueling her all day ran dry. I heard her and JB talking and decided to investigate, and what should I find but she-who-cannot, prostrate on JB's bed with glazed eyes and nonsensical words coming out of her mouth. Upon questioning she informed us she planned to take yet another 5 hour energy, and maybe even a Monster to top it off. Fearing for her health JB and I chased her to her room and cornered her, where she proceeded to stuff the bottle down her shirt first, then down her pants, and then wave at us in the universal "can you not?" hand motion(ok, it's not universal now, but it will be; basically a wax on, wax off motion of the hand). It's sad to see a friend hung up on unhealthy substances, but she needs it to study for chem, so in the end we allowed it...or, actually, she tricked us into allowing it. All is well right now, but I fear for when she's all done with finals and finally falls asleep.

Like I said, the whole finals thing is not going well. It did not at all help that today was my birthday, and between accepting birthday greetings, talking to the family,and having she-who-cannot rap birthday songs at me, not much was done. Ah well, it was a pretty good birthday all around...feels weird to be 20. Now maybe I'll be as awkward as JukeBox.

Finals Week Day 3

2 finals down and one to go!!! I can't wait until all of this is over...then I get to enjoy my summer paradise...for a week. Yesterday I was trying really hard to study for physics. However, I ended up watching Donnie Darko and Being John Malkovich on Netflix. The latter has to be one of the weirdest movies I have EVER seen in my life. Yes, it's even weirder than Donnie Darko. I just wish I hadn't discovered Netflix until after finals. I don't think whoever invented it realizes that I have enough distractions in my life already. For example, this past Friday I was just about ready to buckle down and study hardcore for my Saturday morning final. Then, just as I'm walking into ENGR2, I run into HIM again. sigh. That put me off studying for longer than I care to admit. Then Netflix comes along and throws off my studying groove once more. My last final isn't until Thursday. I shudder to think what "distraction" I'll have to fight off next. I have to be strong.

So, since I'm JukeBox and all I thought It'd be cool for me to post a song and/or video with each post I make. This time I'm posting the song Head Over Heels by Tears For Fears because it's been in my head ever since I saw Donnie Darko. Enjoy lol.


"The Soviet Union? I thought you guys broke up...?"
"That's what we wanted you to think!"

Finals Day 2

It's Sunday today which means technically there were no finals, but that also means that the day should have been spent completely immersed in studying, ie trying to cram everything we've learned and heard over the past 10 weeks back into our brains. It was not happening today, at least not with me. I have failed at the whole studying aspect of finals week thus far. However at this point I'm so tired of school I hardly care. But enough on that...

Actually, I'll give a brief overview of my day, since I'm just that self-centered. I spent 3 hours at church attending a baptismal seminar because I'm going to be a godparent this summer. By the end of it I felt like a godless heathen, given that I am taking on the responsibility for this baby's spiritual life and I haven't been to church in forever and a day. Ick. Then I pretended to work on my paper for many hours all whilst eating delicious grilled hamburgers.
*NOTE* If you've never had hamburgers with the cheese on the inside, you haven't lived
At work it was no better. I proceeded to distract others from their own studies, and then YouTube got involved somehow and so the day was an academic waste.

I was not alone in my lack of focus though. Upon returning to the apartment I found she-who-cannot studying with our good friend who will be called Moomoo for now. They were trying really hard to focus on psychology, but various distractions have prevented them from finishing the study guide. Here are some highlights:

People-
As soon as I walked into the apartment they didn't stand a chance. I am too damn distracting. It was even worse because I brought ManOverboard with me, who excels at distraction. Through various conversations and dirty boy-jokes we've drawn out the study process by at least 2 hours.

The Neighbors-
The people who live upstairs are at the epitome of annoyance right now, so we did the old lady thing and banged on the ceiling with a broom. They retaliated by stomping on the floor, so now I think we've begun a feud. Awesome, I've been wanting to throw it down with those bitches all year. Thin walls make fast enemies.

The Naming Process-
So we have a roommate(she-who-cannot, JukeBox, and I) who we all really don't like. She's an awful roommate, a bitchy person, and she's really loud and obnoxious. We've been trying to think of pseudonyms for the blog(we want our identities semi-unknown for whatever reason) and so we were brainstorming names for the people in our collective lives. Naturally all the names we came up for aforementioned roomie are terrible, and if she ever found out she would hate us...hmm, we should really think about what we decide to post...anyway, here are a few of the names we thought up for her:

BitchFace
CC(community college-because anyone can get in)
WithLegsWideOpen
Little Miss Moansalot
She-Who-Moans
Bud
DoorKnob(because everybody gets a turn)

They don't get any better after that.

However, we are also still searching for a nom de plume for she-who-cannot. The process is much more difficult than we would've thought. Her essence as a person isn't easily summed up with clever word combinations( I think they're sort of clever anyway), and I tell her she should take it as a compliment. Although it makes it really annoying to write about her. I believe that this whole naming process can be a real journey of self discovery for her....yeah, not really.

There was more, but I'm tired and you(if YOU are out there) are probably tired of me. I don't know what JukeBox did today, but I did get a text from her lamenting the double standards her parents impose on her as far as boys go...as far as everything goes really. Just because she's a girl she's expected to do nothing whilst in college. I can see how that'd be bothersome.

To end here's to hoping I get some of my paper done tomorrow. Go finals week!

continued...

Thanks to JukeBox I now have the above song stuck in my head. It's a fitting song I guess since finals week makes everyone and their mother stressed out, especially she-who-cannot-be-named-because-she-doesn't-have-a-name-yet. The aforementioned stressee has now gone to her room to study the oh so dreaded anthropology and it seems just awful, because she isn't making any noise so I'm afraid she may pass out from anthro overload. I should be likewise as quiet and studious and yet I cannot bring myself to start the ten page paper which awaits me, so here I am posting on this brand new blog.
I forgot to ask JukeBox what a person is supposed to write about in a blog, but since she's gone now I'll just wing it. She can always get rid of this later, since she is the alpha and the omega as far as this blog is concerned. Computer stuff, music, and Simpsons references are all JukeBox, gay stuff, gangster stuff, obsessiveness, and makeup are all covered by she-who-cannot-be-named. I suppose this leaves me with whatever is left over, but all I really know about is the not as exciting stuff like books and writing.

When you write a blog, are you writing to someone or for someone? I don't really get it and this whole thing is sort of awkward. Not as awkward as JukeBox, but pretty dang close. I think we're supposed to write about normal stuff that happens when we aren't asleep, as this is just the text format of a much larger project(look, I'm foreshadowing), so I'll sign off with a quote, courtesy of she-who-cannot...

"I'll keep studying until I cannot know more"

(say this out loud and you'll understand why it made no sense at the time of speaking)

Finals Week Day 1