For absolutely no reason.
But I hate the world.
Even the bunnies.
Stupid fucking bunnies.
Friday, January 27, 2006
For absolutely no reason.
Posted by Little Bagel at 2:10 PM
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
From Elissa's blog: "In other news, it is confirmed that Simon's little cousin, Zahra is going to be our flower girl. She told her Mom it is her dream come true which made me smile. I think every little girl needs a dream come true so I am glad I helped with that one..."
This got me thinking. When I was a little girl, I had a million and a half dreams. I dreamed of being Bette Midler. Then I saw Pretty Woman, and that dream switched to being Julia Roberts. Not in the actress sense, but in the Pretty Woman sense. Of course, I was the dumbest kid in the planet and so I didn't actually catch on to what being Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman meant; all I knew is that I wanted really long boots and fun gloves and a blonde wig. Later, I dreamed that I would be a kindergarten teacher after I made my fortune as an artist, of being president, of being married to Brad Pitt, and of having 15 children. Now I think I can safely say that most of these will never come true (although, if this Dartmouth winter doesn't end soon, I might just drop out and go to my original plan of being Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman). So I'm curious if I was just a ridiculously unrealistic little girl or if I should be concerned with my lack of follow through. Let's hope it's the former.
Anyway, this is my theme for the day and it has inspired many more conversations....
What They Wanted to Be When They Were Little Girls:
Paige - "To grow up and look like anne frank...mission accomplished." (Story behind that one is that it's a miracle Paige and I are even friends b/c of all of the times i told her that she looked just like ann frank when we first met)
Mark - "to have dinner with you and julie tonight at 5:45." and then after i told him my desire to be julia roberts in pretty woman "just remembered my dream -- i wanted to be the guy in the car."
Paul Busket - "To drive an ice cream truck." (We later decided he wasn't ever allowed to fulfill that one, because no matter how pure his intentions, he'd just be a sketchy southern dude trying to pick up young girls.)
Rene - "i had plenty of foolish dreams. and i think they were important to my development, and i'm glad i had them. but i think the point of me having had them was more important than the composition of those dream, you know? that 'sunny optimism' was a good thing in the long run..." (at this point, I stopped reading and promptly fell asleep)
Shaunak - "To be Jesus."
Julie - "a professional color-er (like to get paid to color in coloring books...i took it very VERY seriously)"
....so with the exception of Paige, i think we all proved that dreams were meant to be foresaken.
Posted by Little Bagel at 11:36 AM
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Monday night I got a blitz from campus Safety & Security that says: "A gentleman named Nick Robbins called us just a few minutes ago. He'd like to speak with you. His number is 603 359 4090."
I FLIP my shit. Nick Robbins is the son of the daycare director. CLEARLY the director died, or Terry died, or there was a car accident and someone's lying in a hospital bed. I run into Angeles's room and tell her I can't call - it's too much, I don't want to know, I can't call. But obviously I HAVE to call, right? So I do....
And Nick answers. And he's wasted. And his sister gets on the phone, and SHE'S wasted. And they're all like: "We're coming to get you. We'll be there in 5 minutes. You're doing shots." And then hang up.
So Monday night we had daycare social hour, which felt almost like daycare hazing. Highly amusing and absolutely ridiculous at the same time.
Posted by Little Bagel at 7:42 AM
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Apparently THIS website is the real overheard in dartmouth.
Remind me to post later about how I got a blitz from our campus Safety and Security last night that turned into a raging hangover this morning...
Posted by Little Bagel at 6:02 AM
Monday, January 16, 2006
...don't ever get a TV for the bedroom:
TV = No Sex
And also, I finally figured out what Colle's been talking about. This site is hilarious! my favorite one:
Guy: I haven't brushed my teeth in 48 hours.
Girl: Ew, that's so gross.
Guy: Hey, you're the one that's kissing me. Want to see some plaque?
And then there's the Dartmouth version. my favorite one:
Jewish Girl 2: Just don't say JDate. You don't want to be freaky, but he's a Jewish med student and this is Hanover. You have to be aggressive
Posted by Little Bagel at 12:09 PM
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Looks my sex class, which is in the Geography department, is going to be incredibly boring. Turns out alll geography classes consist of is sitting around discussing trends and aspects of trends without any further, deeper analysis. It's all superficial and boring.
And in other news, the weekend had highlights and not so high-lights. Christmas party was really really fun, and laid back. The next night Angeles and I went to Dr. Young's (where Fred lives while working for the college). Fred's little sister, Grace, is a sophomore in a NH boarding school and she was going back to school on Sunday, so Angeles and I went to Dr. Young's to meet her on Saturday night and Fred and Grace made us Kenyan food - soooo good.
In the meantime, there was a fair amount of boy drama this weekend that will hopefully be settled soon. Nothing worth mentioning, and I hope that soon enough f'er f'nuts will get over his issues. But we all know I'm the most impatient person in the world - you'd think after 11 months, a few days would be a piece of cake. But that's just how ridiculous I am.
Posted by Little Bagel at 4:48 AM
Friday, January 06, 2006
...and my aunt flow is in town! (for once I mean it when i say) HOORAY!
we're having an asian themed christmas party tonight - cuz what christmas dinner party doesn't include curry and sushi? and my hope is that this weekend will mark the end of my winter term blues. especially since i finally figured out my classes, and my third class is Love, Sex, and Money (the GENUINE gettin' laid 101). i've decided my winter goal is to get a citation in my sex class. how funny would that be?
Posted by Little Bagel at 1:14 PM
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
my fingers are cold. my nose is cold. my arms are cold. my teeth keep chattering. the walk to my apartment is soooooo long and sooooo cold. our common space is cold. my room is cold. WHEN THE F*CK DOES SPRING COME?!?!
and in other news, my new years resolution to quit swearing might just have to wait until the weather warms up.
Posted by Little Bagel at 8:58 AM