you’re pink you’re young you’re middle-class
they say it doesn’t matter
fifteen blue shirts and womanly hands
you’re shooting up the ladder

your mind is racing like a pro, now
oh my god it doesn’t mean a lot to you
one time you were a glowing young ruffian
oh my god it was a million years ago

sometimes you get up and bake a cake or something
sometimes you stay in bed
sometimes you go la di da di da di da da
til your eyes roll back into your head

Your mind is racing like a pro, now
oh my god it doesn’t mean a lot to you
one time you were a glowing young ruffian
oh my god it was a million years ago

you’re dumbstruck baby
you’re dumbstruck baby now you know

your mind is racing like a pro, now
oh my god it doesn’t mean a lot to you
one time you were a glowing young ruffian
oh my god it was a million years ago

you’re dumbstruck baby
you’re dumbstruck baby now you know

I went to Buffalo almost a month ago with Olivia, Cassie, and her boyfriend. Olivia and I went to Forever 21 and I happened to keep the bag. I just noticed that at the bottom of the bag, they printed "John 3:16".

That passage reads:
"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."

What the hell is that doing on a Forever 21 bag?

So after watching a disappointing season finale of House, I decided to write in my trusty old livejournal.

Yeah, it's summer vacation (whoo!) and most of my time has been spent volunteering at a local public school. It's been pretty good so far despite the amount of photocopier fumes I've inhaled copying EQAO practice booklets for every grade 3 class (which I have to shred this week!). Other than photocopying, stapling, cutting, pasting, etc... I've also been working with a couple of ESL kids. Let me just tell you how much I love them.

Maggie, since she has such a limited understanding of English, has been exempt from EQAO, so I've been her teacher the past few days while her class writes the test. When I first met her, she barely knew the alphabet and now she is speeding through books like "The Lazy Pig" and "Little Chimp and Big Chimp". My favourite thing about her is the way she sings to "Oh, Canada" even though she has no idea what the words are. I also love the way I usually have to speak to her (e.g. Ms Cook has a dog. Does Maggie have a dog?).

Christy, who is able to have a meaningful conversation in English, is also a little ESL gem. She's a little trouble-maker, this one. When she's reading me a particularly long story, she'll intentionally turn more than one page in hopes that I won't notice. Or, if she doesn't want to hear what I'm asking her to do... she'll ignore me. What I love about her is that 8 months ago she was a lot like Maggie is today, but now she says things like, "Ms Cook, I think it's time for you to get married".

I never really considered being an ESL teacher until now. Nothing beats the feeling I get when Maggie remembers a word that I taught her. I would still love to teach primary but ESL is definitely something I'd like to look into. I don't expect you guys to have even read this far. I'm boring, I know!

Wasn't it hilarious last year when I made Ryan cry for a week straight and he threatened to throw himself in front of a bus? And then when he thought he'd be able to spend time with me by buying a guinea pig he never named to lure me to his house? And then a couple months later when he realized his plan sucked and gave the nameless pig away?

Hahahahahaha... *wipes tear*
Good times.

Justin hasn't been as funny. Mostly just depressing...
What with all the crying and, of course, the typical "you make me want to be a better person" line. Oh, come on now.



When are boys going to stop being babies and realize that I'm just a stupid girl?

Dear Friends,

After a month of being sick, I am finally not sick! I really want to go out and have a good time, but it seems like as soon as I want have fun, none of my friends do! WHY!? This isn't right!

Another mystery... why do I only attract weird old guys? Seems like I only meet guys that are obsessed with rabbits, or guys with receeding hair lines. Also not right. Where are all the interesting, intelligent 19 year old boys? (It also wouldn't hurt if they were pretty and had a full head of hair).

Anyway, summer sucks. I want to go back to school. I don't even mind the work that much. September seems so far away... especially because I'm stuck at home watching Dr. Phil all the time.

Somebody help me have fun.

Respectfully yours,
Andrea

Let me introduce you to my new pet rats:

This is Gob. It's hard to see, but his fur is wavy, and his whiskers are curly.


And this is Buster. The camera does nothing for the colour of his fur.


Together they are friends. Forever.


Also, my mom hates their testicles.


(P.S. Their names are in reference to Arrested Development.)

Go to Wikipedia.
Type in your birth date (but not year).
List three events that happened on your birthday.
List two important birthdays and one interesting death.
Post this in your journal.

Events:
1944 - Women in France receive the right to vote.
1986 - Geraldo Rivera opens Al Capone's vault on live television and finds nothing.
1987 - The Tamil Tigers are blamed for a car bomb that explodes in the Sri Lankan capital of Colombo, killing 106 people. (Andrea is born!)

Births:
1947 - Iggy Pop, American musician (The Stooges)
1951 - Tony Danza, American actor and talk show host

Death:
1977 - Gummo Marx, American actor and comedian (b. 1892)

( Why I'm happy... and why I'm sad )

Let me tell you about last night...

After being dragged around by a drunk Rebecca who wanted to be reunited with her best friend from high school who happens to live a floor or two above us, we finally got her to stop puking and into bed. That is when me, Laura, Kate and Yaro set out on our adventure to paint the cannon for our R.A. (or our Don as you other universities call them)
( ... )

Dear Friends,

It's a new year and a new semester. My goal is to be as buff as this lady right here. Only... not so much. BUT, I have started going to the gym. My real goal is to not get all wheezy when I climb the stairs.

My new courses are alright. I especially like my computers class. Learning how to right-click and make new folders is awesome. Our first project is a Microsoft Word document.

Speaking of computers, I installed my new DVD burner drive thingy all by myself. AND IT WORKS! But believe me - if you have fat hands, it's pretty much impossible. Also, if you haven't opened your computer up in a while, I suggest you wear a SARS mask.

While I'm giving advice - DON'T SEE HOSTEL! It's just plain gross. Senseless gore is all it is. Blech!

In other news, Michelle just learned what a Prince Albert is after Google image searching it. I think she'll have nightmares for a couple weeks.

Love,
Andrea

I take back every bad thing I've said about my roommate... she is a sweetheart. It's not that I didn't like her before, I just found stupid things annoying and I really should have been more patient with her.

She told almost everyone on the floor how she missed me while I was gone. She missed how I would break into random stories and how I was always around to talk to.

She ended up going home because she was too lonely around here.

Now I want to get her a little something for Christmas.


P.S. Aren't we cute together?

Tagged by Jubes

Rules of the game: Post 5 Weird and Random facts about yourself, then at the end, list the names of people who are next in line to do this.

1. One of the main reasons I bite my nails is because I hate things that are uneven - I bite to even them out. You should see my cream cheese container... I make sure it has a flat surface when I'm through with it.

2. When my mom used to force me to go to church in grade 7 and 8, I would make sure I was daydreaming about the worst things possible - stuff God would hate. Especially dreamy boys.

3. I wasn't allowed to watch Buffy during its first or second season because my mom saw this one scene where someone dropped their pants. I also wasn't allowed to watch Power Rangers, but I don't remember any pant-dropping in that one.

4. I once saw this Spongebob episode where he was watching TV by himself and there was porno music in the background of a sea urchin undulating and then Gary comes in and Spongebob changes the channel and says, "I WAS JUST WATCHING SOME SPORTS!". But no one else has seen that one!

5. Shit, I forgot to get a new box of kleenex.

Oh yeah, and I'm not tagging anyone because I'm gonna end it HERE.

Last night the fire alarm was pulled at 2:30am. I grabbed my blanket and jacket and walked outside in my pjs. I didn't want to stand around with everyone because I was just in my slippers and it was wet, so I sat on the other side of the building by myself.

( Stupid, stupid decision. )

this is what happens when i try to study for midterms...

(Taken from Jane)
Type "[Your name] needs" (with quotation marks) into Google, then turn the first ten results into a poll.
Andrea does not need to make it into a poll...

1) andrea needs some help coming up with stalker songs.
2) Andrea needs treatment -- not a death sentence.
3) Andrea needs help about Annotator printing...
4) andrea needs glasses - or do we?
5) The last thing Andrea needs, quite frankly from my perspective, is to walk from
the TDCJ Skyview Unit into the public arena.
6) A family for Andrea needs to be active and fun loving, but also very firm and
assertive, strong at setting limits and boundaries and enforcing rules.
7) Andrea Needs Help
8) Andrea needs to be interested in me and my problem.
9) Andrea needs to be able to create written material.
10) Andrea needs to take a bus to the airport.

i fell asleep in class and decided to get a white chocolate mocha so i could study and not fall asleep and for some reason i am incredibly sensitive to the effects of caffine and now the caffine that i drank so that i would be able to study is now preventing me from studying and my fingers are shaking and nothing i write by hand is legible and sarah's music is loud and distracting considering my short attention span (thank you television and computers and high speed internet) and i totally burnt my tongue and earlier i tried to hang up some halloween decorations but apparently scotch tape hates me and wont hold up damn paper jack-o-lanterns but i'll get it up somehow... everyone is worried about midterms because they were dumb and wasted their time having fun and apparently a girl on my floor won't be doing her midterms any time soon considering her father died this morning unexpectedly and her aunt just last week... i wish sarah would clean up her side of the room because it smells like old lunch meat in our room and i'm 100% sure it's not anything i've eaten (hello, i'm a vegetarian) i'm considering stealing her fabreez and spraying the entire room to cover up the salami smell

enough of that...

it's been just over a week and i've already spent $82 in food. that doesn't include the 2 bbq meals i had near the beginning of the week. they tell us they're giving us a good deal with our meal cards, but it looks like i'm going to have to reduce my chocolate milk intake.

other than being raped by the cafs, guelph has been good. my roommate sarah is nice, especially now that school has started and she is in less of a party mood.

a word of advice, foam parties aren't as fun as they sound. and don't you dare stand directly under the foam. and don't think of wearing rings, glasses, shoes, earrings, bracelets, watches... and you're crazy if you bring your cell phone or camera. and if you wear a bikini top, guys will definitely lift it up.

ryan surprised me with a visit on friday (but don't tell my mom that, she thinks visits from friends will confuse me). he said my face was priceless when i answered the door. we had 4 people in our room that night because sarah had her friend over as well (but don't tell the university about that, we're not allowed to have guests during orientation week).

our bathroom is disgusting right now. for some reason, some girl(s) thought it would be a good idea to start throwing their filthy pads and tampons on the floor. the pile just keeps spreading and growing and getting more disgusting. i'm afraid to go to the bathroom. i think the janitor is cleaning it now, though.

today i only had one class because the other two were seminars. my day started at 11:30 and ended at 12:20. it was beautiful. and my prof for human development seems like a nice guy, aside from his obsession with sex.

i miss everyone, and my bed is so lonely without simon. sarah's snore reminds me of ginny's.