No Project Runway liveblog tonight, because Andrew and I were at the Durham Bulls ball game!

A few quick comments:

-Sadly, I'm liking Bert less and less as time goes on, but Anthony Ryan is still going strong, as is Anya.

-I actually quite like the circus-matador outfit. Then again, I think the blue and brown one is hideous, and not just because of the awful hair, so clearly I know nothing.

-Awww, why is it always the girl I like that goes home? Oh well, Anthony Ryan lives to design another day!



And now the real reason for this post, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NORA AND GINNY!!!

It amuses me for some reason that they share the same birthday. I think Nora is a lot like Ginny, and in all the best ways.

I'm a day late on this, but it's worth noting, so better late than never.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY (yesterday) TO NORA QUIGLEY AND GINNY WEASLEY!!!


I think it's awesome that they have the same birthday.

Scenes from Megan's life:


In Genetics Lab:

Professor Lippert: This Taq Polymerase is very expensive, so be careful.
Chris (one of my lab partners): How expensive?
Professor Lippert: 50 dollars for just one of these little bottles.
Chris: (after Professor Lippert has walked away) 50 dollars? That's not expensive. That's less than crack costs!
Me: I do not even want to know how you know that.


In Bed:

Abby: I hope if aliens ever come and demand a sacrifice, we give them Melissa Joan Hart.
Me: (after several seconds of going BWAH?) ... Go to sleep, Abby.


Upon Returning From Class:

Abby: I missed you.
Me: I was gone for an hour!
Abby: Come on. I miss you when you leave to go pee.



Also, Nora and I took a practice GRE the other day, and the word 'jejune' was on it, and I had never heard that word before EVER, and then it was in one of the songs in Dirty Rotten Scoundrels last night. Therefore, watching musicals will get you a higher GRE score. Tru fax.

Finally, Abby has taken a vow of silence. I don't know why, (neither does she) and I don't know how long it will last, but there you go.

I haven't updated in a while, despite wanting to, because I have been studying Organic Chemistry like a FIEND. However, I just took the test (and it was AWFUL) so now I can do other things with my life.

Anyways, we all got dressed up and went to the Rugby Ball on Saturday, and I just have to say two things:

1. The Echo Center is so cool. And dancing in heels and a pretty dress amongst turtles and fishes made my life complete. Dude, it was awesome. That is the way to have a dance. If I'd had my way, I wouldn't have gone down to the dance floor (to be pushed around and elbowed out of the way by drunks) but stayed dancing upstairs with the frogs. It's not like you can't hear the music up there.

2. Boys have been going to dances since oh... about 5th grade. And they still look just as awkward and uncomfortable in their stiff button-up shirts and ties now, as they did then.

I did have a good time though. And I looked good. And Abby did my hair, and I danced provocatively with Nora, and it was fun. The music wasn't horrendous, and the people were... less drunk than usual.


Oh, and Abby and Phil and I saw Chicago at the Flynn yesterday. I really liked it (especially the glitter confetti), but BILLY FLYNN DID NOT TAP DANCE!! (These are my CAPSLOCK of rage and disappointment.) He was smarmy and fantastic, but I waited the entire show to see him tap dance, and he never did. :(  Also, Roxie looked like Liza Minelli from Cabaret. No, seriously. But I really did enjoy it.


Ok, that's all for the unexciting update on my life. I shall leave you with an Abby quote: "Sadly, I cannot do the tomato soup dance while carrying tomato soup."

You can tell I'm bored today, cause I keep updating.

I just watched Miley on Hannah Montana get an apple out of a vending machine. WTF? Since when do they have fruit vending machines in high schools?

Speaking of which, I love Hannah Montana. And I am not ashamed. This show is hilarious. I was listening to my new Hannah Montana sountrack yesterday while I glued dirty slashy fanfic quotes to a poster for Nora. And I thought "This is odd." It was like when I had to take my Eminem cd out to put in the Hannah Montana one. I am truly a person of wide and varied tastes.

Also, am I the only person who wonders who Mr. Krabs slept/spawned with to get Pearl? How does a crab get a whale for a daughter? Was he married? Is she adopted? Why am I thinking about this?

And finally, a story I heard about my six year old cousin Roahan. One day he went to the bathroom, and forgot to zip up his zipper. So he comes back and his teacher says "Roahan, your fly is open." Roahan has never heard it called that, so he's like "What?" and the teacher points. At which point Roahan says, "Oh, my man cave is open!" and the teacher is like "What?!?" and Roahan says "It's where I keep the beast."

I died when I heard that. OF THE HILARITY.
In... oh, about half an hour, I will be leaving on the band trip. I am so freaking excited, I can't even tell you. I love playing my clarinet, I love performing for people, I love traveling around with a group, my boyfriend is going, Nora is going, it's all wonderful.

Be ready to check Facebook for the photo documentation when we get back.



But I also have a Chem test on Monday, and it's really freaking me out cause I have zero time to study this weekend. Oh well, that's college.



See you Sunday!
I keep meaning to update, but then I get distracted/don't have time, because OMG BOY. Any free time that isn't devoted to work or friends goes to the boy. It's not a bad system. :)

Yesterday, I read the end of PoA to him and Nora, even though he hadn't read the beginning. But he read the first two books, and I didn't want him to leave, so it was all good. And Nora and I enjoyed filling him in on what he had missed. Now I just have to convince him to read the other three (soon to be four).

Elsewise, I'm driving Ellen to Plymouth College in New Hampshire tomorrow, which I agreed to do before she told me that she had to be there at 8:00am. And it's two hours away. And that means that I have to get up at 5:00 tomorrow morning. 5am. GAH.

Oh, and it's Lent again. Since trying to give up swearing last year didn't really go too well, this year I've given up eating cookies and cupcakes and other unhealthy things for breakfast. (Not altogether, just for breakfast.) Instead I've been eating cereal and muffins and rice cakes, and things that may be marginally more healthy. I am also considering giving up non-diet sodas and I'm trying to read at least a little every day. It's been going well, but it's only the third day of Lent.


And Neea's coming to visit me next Thursday! With SuperMatt! Woot!!



That's all for now. Peace!
Even though I know this post won't make sense as soon as I change them again, I just changed my icons and I feel the need to say some things about them.

1. I am on a serious Harry Potter kick right now, and probably will be until I read Deathly Hallows, so that's why I've been using so many HP icons.

2. I have fully embraced the fact that I am totally a Ravenclaw. See current icon. 

3. I have a serious dearth of Star Wars icons. That must change.

4. I could only find 5 icons I really wanted to use. Anyone have any requests? Give me a genre, a character, something you think I'm likely to have.




That's all. I'm bored and done with classes, and waiting for Nora to come home so I can read PoA to her, or watch Inuyasha with her. Because we are huge geeks together.
This evening, since half my suite is off at ACTF (and that's not an exaggeration 4 of the 8 of us went to that), and Abby went home for the night, Sara, Nora, and I, the last 3 remaining suitemates (not counting pets), went out to dinner. 

We went to The Rusty Scuffer (which is a great name) and I had lobster, and then we went to Hot Topic and I got Inuyasha pins (a chibi Sango and a regular-sized Kilala), and I am so very happy right now.

Eariler my mommy was here, and then Nora let me read Harry Potter out loud to her (and I love reading things out loud.... and Remus is fucking AWESOME as the DADA teacher) and it has just been such a good day. I even totally aced my chem quiz this morning.



My hands smell like lobster, and I so don't care. Cause it's snowing, and they still have all the lights on the trees on Church Street, and it was so beautiful, and I just feel all warm and happy inside.
Listen to these quotes from my Bio Readings and Writings textbook:

"Cite authors only by their last names, unless you include two authors sharing a last name, e.g. Bilbo Baggins and Frodo Baggins."

"Why do citation formats differ so much among journals? I don't know, and I wish they wouldn't. But they do."



I love that class. Seriously.




Also, Nora made this astute observation yesterday: There are more squirrels on SMC's campus than minorities. 

It's funny cause it's true.
You wanna know the sadosity of my life right now? I have no work to do, and consequently I don't know what to do with myself.

I had planned on working on my lab report, but I decided to just say "fuck it" and e-mailed it to my peer reviewers. I have three weeks (counting all of break) before the final draft is due, so I figured I could take a night off.

Then I was going to do my Schools and Society homework, but there isn't any. Nothing to read and no journal for tomorrow. WTF?

My Chem is completely done, as is my Psych, and for Philosophy we have to read only one chapter from Brave New World. Not only do I not want to read that now, because I won't remember it by the time I have that class again, but I've already read it (junior year, for Mr. Hooker).

I played Zoo Tycoon for like 2 hours, and now my arm hurts. And I am SOOOOOOOOOO BORED.

I think I'm going to go play cribbage with Nora. Which is fun, but still shows how sad my life is. Oy.



P.S. Bart and I are tentatively planning a bowling outing on Friday. Any takers?
So Nora and Abby and I just had this conversation as we were walking back from dinner, and I almost died laughing. Thus, naturally, I have to post it.

Backstory: There's this guy who's like, in love with Nora, and no matter how many times and how many ways Nora tells him that she doesn't like him and doesn't want anything to do with him, he won't leave her alone. And we refer to him as Creepy. I don't even know his real name.

Me: Why do you always walk behind us? I want you in front of me at all times, where I can see you. I don't trust you back there.
Nora: It's a convenient way to hide from certain creepy people.
Me: Ahhh. Creepy. He's been wearing the same outfit for the past five days. (Which is true.)
Abby: He's repugnant. Every time I see him I just want to punch him in the face and say "Stop being a sketch pad!
Me: A sketch pad? Like for drawing?
Abby: Do you think he knows? Like do you think he sits around and thinks "Damn. I am creepy."
Me: No. (Only it took me ten minutes to get that out cause I was laughing so hard.)

I think I may be delirious from lack of sleep, the show being over, and all the homework I did today.


DEER CAMP IN THREE DAYS!!!
Because all the cool kids are doing it:


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Ok, I'm just going to come right out and say it: The Halloween dance sucked. I don't know why I go to dances anymore. They don't play any music I can even stand to hear, much less dance to. But I looked hot, as did my suitemates and Co. We kicked so much ass with our costumes.

Which brings me to my rantish-thing for the night: DRESSING LIKE A SLUT/WHORE IS NOT A GOOD COSTUME. I do not know how many girls I saw in very short and/or tight outfits who weren't supposed to be anything other than skanky. (And the ones that were slutty nurses/firemen/etc. were only mariginally better.) It really irritated me.

Oh, but these two boys went as a giant penis and a giant hand. Yeah. That was pretty amusing, if I do say so myself. (And I do.)


Anyways, a bunch of us left the dance after like an hour, and went to a townhouse where Katie K. and her boyfriend were Harry and Hermione. I was really impressed with their costumes, as well as Jon Anderson's Ace Ventura. It was great. And Gary was the milkman, while his girlfriend was someone else's wife who he'd knocked up. I thought that was very creative.

Have I mentioned yet how annoying drunk people are?

So, I was Elpheba, and Brendan painted me green. And when we got back and I finally washed it all off, I was like "I've been de-greenified!"

And then Nora and I watched Ever After and went to bed. So it really wasn't a bad night, even with the crappy dance.
Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!

It's almost time for the Halloween dance! And I'm being Elphaba, Abby and Brendan are Christine and the Phantom, and Jenn and Jasiu are Little Red Riding Hood and The Wolf. Oh, and Abby's friend Justine is Mrs. Lovett. Musical dorks much? YAY!


Kirstin is a faerie, Ashley is a cat, Emily is a twister board, and Nora is going as Kirstin. Heh. I'm so excited!

Time to get dressed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SARAH IS COMING TO VISIT ME! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH OMG!


OK, now that that's out of my system...


Chad Loseby is in my common room right now.



See, Nora (my suitemate) has a friend from home (Massachusettes) named Phillip. Phillip goes to VTC. Chad goes to VTC. Phillip is Chad's RA. Phillip introduced Nora to Chad. Nora went to visit Phillip and Chad last night, and Chad brough her back today, and now he is in my common room watching Labryinth with her. How weird is that?


And it gets better.


You all remember Paul? Paul Morgan? Well Chad and I were looking through my Nebraska pictures today, cause Chad is in them, and there are pictures of Paul, and Jenn (my other suitemate) is like OMG I KNOW HIM! Cause she went to high school with him in New Hampshire.


It is a fucking small world after all.


AND OMG SARAH SOON YAY!!!
Ok. I had this dream last night, and it's sort of bothering me, so I'm going to write it down and maybe that'll help. I don't usually remember this much of my dreams, but this one's sticking with me for some reason.


Cut Because It's Long and Freaky )

Isn't that the most wacked out thing you've ever heard? It's still kind of creeping me out, but I can't help thinking at the same time that if I edited it together so that it made sense it would be a truly kick-ass story. Of course then I'd have to come up with a good ending...any suggestions?
So Abby and Nora and I just watched Sleeping Beauty... Yeah we shouldn't be allowed to watch Disney movies together.

We were practically having orgasms over Prince Phillip, and then we decided that Maleficent wanted him for sex.

"We should go down to the dungeons and cheer him up." Translates roughly into "Go down to the dungeons and RAPE HIM cause he's already looking damn fine in those chains!"

Yeah. You know it's true. Don't deny it.

Maleficent is also teh best Disney villian ever. Seriously. She turns into a DRAGON man! And she has minions! And a very large staff...

Anywho, we had a good time.
Today at lunch...

Me: *pretends to throw my dessert plate at Nora, frisbee style*
Nora: *pretends to dump her cup on me*
Me: There's nothing in that.
Nora: It's an empty threat.


So I have to go to RENT rehersal in like 10 mins... YAYS!

Band trip this weekend too, so I get to miss classes on Friday. That's cool too.

Nothing else to report just now.
Nora loves me.
My entire family is insane.

And I swear they save the display of it for when I come home from college.

I have no idea why.

But I love them just the same.

So my mom and dad both told me repeatedly tonight that we have mice in the house and that the cats have been catching them all week. I can only conclude that this is their subtle way of telling me not to be alarmed if I walk into the kitchen and find
a. A cat playing with a live mouse
b. A cat gnawing on a dead mouse
c. All of the above (Which is possible as we have two cats.)

Like I said, nuts.

So I learned something about myself today. I don't like being controlled. Nora like forcibly moved my hand off my keyboard and wouldnn't let it go and I freaked out. I had to leave the room and try and tell myself to calm down about it, but I couldn't be settled until I confessed that I was upset by it and she apologized.

I mean, it was such a stupid little thing but I just totally could not handle it. I don't like being physically prevented from doing something.

Like this one time my aunt put her hand over my mouth to make me be quiet I flipped out and screamed at her.

And once at rehersal we did this thing where we were relaxing and people came around and moved us into more proper relaxation poses... I've never been so tense in my life. I'm lying there with my eyes closed, going "don't touch me don't touch me don't touch me" and I just don't like being moved. Guided is ok. You all know I don't mind physical contact in general. But there's just something about being controlled...

And I mean I'm serious about this, but the snarky comments come anyways. I don't like being controlled because I'm a dominatrix at heart. Hahahahahahahaha! Serioulsy, I do like being in control. Directing, bossing people around, I like that.

Is that weird?

Oh, and one of the people correcting our posture was Ron, and really, who wants to be touched by that?

In other news, chateau is German for Mister.


P.S. There are no new movies. Not that I would see it, but I thought The Hills Have Eyes was a sort of intriguing originanl concept. It's not. It's a remake. As is The Shaggy Dog.

COME UP WITH SOME NEW IDEAS PLEASE!

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