Behold the wisdom of Andrew Collins: I like it when you're here, and not... not here.

God I love that kid. :)

Behold... My Future
  I will marry Andrew.  
  After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Barre in our fabulous Apartment.  
  We will have 27 kid(s) together.  
  Our family will zoom around in a Red Ford Focus.
  I will spend my days as a Construction Worker, and live happily ever after.  
whats your future

I would like to wish a very Happy Birthday today to Donald Duck, and Johnny Depp. Especially Johnny Depp. :)

And here is a gorgeous picture of Johnny at the 2008 MTV Movie Awards to celebrate. I don't know what he did to his hair, but he should keep it that way. 

I also did something today that I've been meaning to do for a long time. Severed a final tie that needed to go, and I'm proud of myself.  Hopefully in the future I'll remember what I'm talking about here.

This is me, sitting in my living room, freezing, feeling...odd, and not wanting to go pick up the pink room, because then I'll have to remember that Andrew was here last night, and now he's gone. :( 

(Sidebar: if you aren't going to want to hear about how crazy I am about Andrew, you'd do well to stop reading this journal for the foreseeable future. He makes me so happy, and I'm going to talk about it.)

Anyways, in lieu of doing something useful, I'm going to babble!

With all due respect to Hitchiker's Guide (which I still haven't read all the was through, by the way), the real answer to life, the universe, and everything is Andrew Collins.

That is all.

Just so everyone, including Andrew, knows, I think this is the sanest, healthiest, nicest relationship I've ever been in.

And today was well worth the drive to Barre and back. :)

Just in case anyone missed the official Facebook announcement (cause we all know nothing's official till it's on Facebook, *snort*) I am now dating one Andrew Collins.

If you don't go to Saint Mikes and/or you haven't heard me going on about him recently, you won't know who he is, but that's ok. He is awesome, he is a dork, he likes me, I like him, and that's all you really need to know.

So, that's all. I am going to do a post about my thoughts on Indiana Jones, but not right now. Right now I am going to go to bed. :)

If you go to a party and flirt with a guy, how can you tell if it's working? I mean, how do you know if he's not interested and therefore not responding, or if he's just one of those really awkward guys (which is pretty much every guy I'm attracted to) who doesn't realize you're flirting?

I'm willing to bet a lot of you have the same question.

Why am I so attracted to men with piercings and/or tattoos and/or piercings? (Wait...)

They're bound to be bad for me. Not that they'll have me, but even if they would, they'd be bad for me. I know this, and yet I WANT ONE.

In other news, here's a meme skanked from [profile] siriusly_sex :

1. Pick 15 of your favorite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.
5. No Googling/using IMDb search functions.

WARNING: It took me about two hours to do that meme, cause I kept getting distracted by imdb. If you choose to do it, be careful, :)
Prepare for random randomness from my day!

Professor Lubkowitz on his son: Jax came home last night and said "I learned how to count to three in Spanish today. Wanna hear?" Then he said "Buenos noches." It's the kind of thing you're not sure if you should correct or not.

Me on me: I really need to stop being interested in straight girls. And occasionally gay men. Clearly, I need to be a bisexual man. That will solve all my problems.

And now, a meme from

[profile] siriusly_sex, because nothing has happened in the past day, and it looks like fun. Oh, but I have a health screening today for my job at the hospital, and we're going out for ice cream tonight, so maybe I'll have something to say later!

(Yes, yes, I'm upset about Dan, but only a little. Cause he wasn't an ass about it. But we agreed not to talk for a couple days, cause he said he needed some time to sort himself out. So I don't have anything to say, and I don't really want to talk about it until I know what to say. So, that's that.) 


Name 11 people you can think of right off the top of your head. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 11 people. This is a lot funnier if you actually randomly list the names first.

1. Kristen
2. Sarah
3. Abby
4. Josh
5. Anna
6. Hannah L.
7. Hannah S.
8. Jess
9. Eric
10. Jenn
11. Becky

Dan just broke up with me. It's sort of ok. Not really, but it's not awful. 

He still cares about me, he just doesn't feel the way a person in a relationship is supposed to feel, so he chose to end it before it gets too bad. Which I appreciate.

This is awfully bitchy, but I don't want to hear it. I just can't take any pity. I'll be ok. Eventually.
I just have one question this morning: Why do gay men make me so happy?

You know, I've been reading other people's, but I've really been neglecting my own lj ever since I got a real boyfriend. Did you all know that I've never had an lj and a boyfriend at the same time till now? I got this shortly after Phil broke up with me, and there were no boyfriends between Phil and Dan.

Maybe it's not Dan though. Maybe I haven't been on lj lately because of the ridiculous amounts of work I have to do. Who knows?

Anyways, I'm going to try and write in here more. Again. :)
Ok so today is Mole day, and no one has said a word about it. I had Chem today too. This is the final proof that my Chem professor sucks. He failed to so much as mention Mole day. Douche bag.


Oh, yeah, and the guy? From yesterday? Remember? Well, he just wants to be friends. And, I'm strangely ok with that. I was more upset with the rejection itself than with it coming from him. Also, he's so opposed to dating in general, that I know it's not me, it's just the whole relationship thing. So meh. That is all. Meh.

Only, I was supposed to go on a double date with him and one of my suitemates and the guy she likes, and now she's all alone with her guy, so I need to find another date by Sunday. (If she wants me too, that is.)

L'anywhodle, that's all I wanted to say. Oh, and I watched Episode I: The Phantom Menace today. I still love that movie. It's got terrible acting and a sort of weak plot if you're not really into Star Wars, but I do not care. Jake Lloyd is SO CUTE and Darth Maul is SO COOL and I like Jar Jar, everyone else be damned. So there.

P.S. Just in case anyone is confused/not a science dork, Mole day has nothing to do with the animal. Well, almost nothing. Oh, just go here:
You know, it's strange to think this, but I haven't updated my journal in days and days purely because I have nothing to say. (Which is really a rarity for me.)

Nothing really extaordinary has happened, and the one thing that I might theoretically gossip about in here I don't really want to because it isn't really a thing yet...

Ok, I hate being cryptic, so here's the story: I asked this guy on a non-date (long story how we got to that point) and he said yes and then like six of us went to the movies and I don't know if that counted as the non-date or not. And, I'm not sure how much I like him, and one of the other girls in my suite may or may not like him as well, (but I asked her permission before making my move, and she said to go for it) but now I feel guilty about moving in on 'her' guy, even though he's really not hers, and she never made a move for him last year, because I'm not like, smitten with him. I just think we get along really well and he isn't afraid of me even when I'm at my weirdest (which he's seen) and also, I'm not afraid to be weird around him, which is unusual for me, and I'm babbling aren't I? Sorry.

The long and short of it is that I don't know what's going on or if we're going on another date or what, and if you knew him it would make sense, but none of you (except Jenn) do know him, so I'm going to shut up now and not bring this up again until something actually happens. Ok?

In any case, we went to see The Prestige the other night, and it was FUCKING AMAZING. I'm still trying to fully comprehend it. God it was good.

Other than that, nothing is up besides the fact that I'm going to go finish watching The Little Mermaid with Abby and Jenn now. Bye!
Today I was a neuron. And I got to squeeze a cute boy. Therefore, I like neurons.

Hannah, I got a book from the library on America's Public Schools, and on the back it says "The Johns Hopkins University Press, Baltimore." And yay, cause Johns Hopkins = Hannah and Hannah = love.

Oh, and my Psych TA, who teaches our "lab" must have been cold today, if you know what I mean. And I got to thinking, she's not that much older than us, what do the boys think of it? And what do I think of it? Cause she's hot you know. And much easier to understand than my real Psych teacher

Other than that, I actually like Philosophy, my Chem teacher tends to piss me off because he makes everything WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY more complicated than it needs to be, (I miss Mr. Lopes!) and my love life is still non-existant. Boo.
Janeea, this post is for you. I hope you can figure out why.

Way, waaaaaaay back in 8th grade, I was OBSESSED with Batman Beyond. I was in love with Terry, yes, (And I couldn't find a good picture, but trust me, he was HAWT) but you know who else I really, REALLY liked? Inque. (pronounced 'ink'.)

She could change her shape, and she was all smooth, and she had mad seductress skillz...And he never did defeat her. She got away in the end. Like, she was "dead," but she really wasn't. Fucking awesome.


(And let's disregard how I was in love with a cartoon...)
Oh, I give up.

Lance Bass is gay. And it's not that I mind, and it's not that I even really care all that much, it's just that he was the only member of N'SYNC that I was attracted to, and since I only seem to be attracted to gay men and creepy men, I give up.

Too bad I'm not attracted to gay women...
Why is it always me who has to shove my feelings aside to make sure no one else gets hurt? Why do I always have to try and stifle my crushes or whatever they are, so everyone else can be happy? When is it my turn to be the one everyone else sacrifices some feelings for?

What if one day I stop being able to turn these feelings off? What will happen to the unobtainable object of my affection if I can't stop liking them the way I've been able to just stop liking all the others?

What if this is the reason I'm miserable? What if I haven't really killed all my feelings for Phil? Why am I still beating that long dead and decayed horse? (Because I still have dreams about him, that's why. Don't think about him all day, then I have these fucking dreams...) What if he's the reason I'm miserable? (Actually, that's probably not much of a what if.)

Why am I thinking about this now? Today? At 1:49am?

More importantly, what's the answer?

I just want to be loved and desired. For who I am. For all my little quirks. Just by one person. Is that so terribly much to ask?

I shouldn't be allowed to think past Midnight. Somebody stop me.
My mom bought me two cacti the other day. I have no idea how to take care of them. How often does one water a cactus? Not very often, I'd imagine.

Other than that I had a lovely time at the mall today with Kristen, Kelli, and Anna, and then went to Kelli's house and saw the biggest puzzle EVER.

And in the midst of new couples, I am still alone.

Which reminds me... Phil and Hannah? WTF? I don't believe it. She's... HANNAH for God's sake!

I'll kill him. I will. Wooden stake, right through the heart.

I think he's more pathetic than me but I can't be sure.



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