I Wasn't a Witness

Apparently, according to wide mass campus talk, Nick Carter was at he UH Manoa Cafeteria last night. I didn't see him, but we ate early and we were told later that night after we ate that he was there at that moment. It makes sense because American Idol had their little try-out beginning season show last night right here, in Honolulu, the bum-fuck large city of the USA.

Rumor also has it Mr. Carter is fat.

Now, if you had somehow made oodles and boodles of money by being a blond headed male bimbo with no talent, would YOU be at MY school cafeteria? That would be the last place I would be. Unless, of course, I was looking for a piece of ass from a bulimia-goddess eating "just a salad" or wanting to get my ass kicked from the girls like me and my two (2) friends and all the non-gay boys (and the queer ones who are like me and my two [2] friends). If I was trying to pick up a skanky ho, however, I would sit on the front steps of my dorm because, for the exception on the bathroom side of the right third floor, a bunch of skanky hos live here. Most of the skanky hos stay out side looking to pick up a piece ass. A piece of ass like the fat blond Backstreet Boy who needs to make his money by telling the stupid people who think they can sing (like them bitches next door) that they can't on national television.

This goes to show that not only does Nick Carter have no talent but no logic as well. Like a younger, fatter, more annoying, whiny, slutty, blond, American Simon. And fuck American Idol.

Wouldn't It Be Nice If....

Wouldn't it be nice if:
My anatomy test was easier than I thought it would be?
I had a whole bunch of super yummy green tea?
That super yummy green tea ws cheaper than the name-brand kind?
I had a super-duper cool boyfriend who called me to tell me he was extra in love with me today? *cue for sister to vomit*
I had a turbo fan which blows lots of extra-windy wind?
.Ketchup made a good, cheap, tomato flavored lube?
I find my roommate likes Tool?
I skipped the pre-vet meeting?

I did all of these or had all of these things happen (I just read about the ketchup) within the past 24 hours. It's the simple things in life.

yum

I like tea. I like tea a lot.

Wind

I got a new fan that is better quality and more powerful than the last. It was cheaper because my friends had better sense than the stinky prof. and took me to Sears and not the Japanese import store. Because everything the Japanese import from France is guaranteed to be better. Right. I'm going to be crass, mine is a CHINESE made fan from an AMERICAN company that I bought at an AMERICAN store.

Not some damn French fan. They don't even need powerful fans in France.

They're Back!

The bus strike is over although it is more expensive, no transfer passes, and no student discounts. It sucks, kamianas get discounts, but students pay tourist rates. Like everything else here, it screws the students. This week only Mon-Fri is free rides. I just might ride around for the hell of it. I still have a few things to say about the bus people, but at least the giant machines are running.

Yup

Everyday I beat my own previous record for number of consecutive days I've stayed alive.

I like that. It makes me happy.

Last night was cooler, but past 6:15 (around sunrise) it was unbearable to sleep any longer. I am getting a fan today (hopefully). A REAL fan from Sears. Mine was on sale at this Japanese supermarket and dripped oil or something from the mortor area the first night I used it. Stupid Freanch fan makers made me a defective fan.

Addicted

In case you missed my latest drama, my fan broke. For those who have forgotten, we have no airconditioning in our dorm (or any dorms on campus for that matter). If you have a mental diability, let me drill this in; its fucking hot in Hawaii, even at night. The guy at the tattoo shop last night (only buying jewelry thats cheaper at this particular shop) thought I was on drugs because I had a sweatshirt on and was comfortable (he said "yeah, sure you're ok" with that i-wish-i-was-on-your-drugs look)

With that in mind, I can't stop drinking tea. It's like a snack in a cup and I am addicted. Green tea mostly, black tea in highly stresful situations, and herbal tea close to meal times (less filling) are my friends. Oh Goddess, why can't I stop?

What Happened to Brotherly Love

Last night Roomie and I went down to Waikiki and had dinner at TGI Fridays. I had steak and potatoes, she had a chicken sandwich, and we both had desserts. It was so much better than cafeteria food. We left a big tip. We went walking around and this old man was lying on his back outside of Banana Republic; he looked like he was trying to get up, and nobody was asking if he needed help. We discussed it, whether we should ask or not because we were also worried for our safety. While we were walking over to ask him if he needed help a man with work gloves in his back pocket went over and asked him if he was ok. He and a few other big guys helped him up, and one was checking him for any significant injuries. We felt kind of bad because when we were walking back there was an ambulance there, but we figured we would have been more in the way if we had tried to help him initially because we would not have been physically able to pull him up. The thing was nobody asked the man if he needed help and he was right next to a restaurant and a clothing store. He wasn't dressed oddly; he was in slacks and an aloha shirt. We saw quite a few people just walked around him and still nobody asked him. It made me sad that our regard for fellow human beings has declined so much. I felt guilty that we had to discuss with each other whether or not we should go over, and then sad that we even had to question our safety. I think I may have found another option for my path in life. My mom mentioned something about me being a good candidate for a Human Rights Lawyer. I could see myself doing that. I think I would also make a good Environmental Lawyer because of my aptitude for science and a real love for the planet. I think there are many things people and do, say, or are exposed to by other people or corporations that they just accept because it is not realizing it is not within their constitutional rights or the rights of others. I doubt many have read the US Constitution or thought about what it says. It seems that we tend to take things as they are. This girl in my anatomy class said she stopped eating meat at Thanksgiving when she was in the seventh grade because she realized what the turkey was. She told me she had always eaten meat and never really thought about the connection between the animal and the meat on the table, and when she did she didn’t want to eat meat anymore. Why should it be any different recognizing our fellow human beings as something that should have some respect?

Grrrrr....

My fan just quit working. Crap. It's hot. I wish we had air conditioning. I hate this place so much.

Sheepy

This morning at bumfuck-thirty I went outside and smoked a cigarette while waiting for my ride to the Small Animal Facility. I was up so early, the drunk people with the guitar were still outside and made up songs about me. Really nice people, the drunks with the guitar. One of them sang this song he wrote and it was better than the crap on the radio.

Anyways, we took the one ewe and anesthetized her and took out a corpus luteu and 35 caruncles. Then we sewed her up and euthenized her. Right. I felt very wrong doin the whole ding-dong thing. I will stop there incase, by some freak accident, a word mangling animal rightist happens to read this site and twist the truth as they so often do. The ewe was no in any pain, but I just didn't like it all. I really am thinking about a new major.

Is it possible to feel your ass get fatter? I think mine just did.

Take Your Crap Outside

It says in our resident handbook to take out own trash out to the middle dumpster. It does not say "leave you trash in the hall right outside your door where it can stink and attract cockroaches and ants". I wish my nextdoor neighbors would figure that out.

PS~ This chick I know is taking applications for a man to do. Must shower, mst not annoy her, and must have past experience. Oh yes, you know who you are....I know all. Remember, for the most part we are watching the same channel......

Paranoia Multiplies

My bank tells me I'm not authorized to use my debit card anymore, right when I'm trying to buy a plane ticket. I'm telling you, conspiracy in the 808.

Just F&@k

Got this in my email today.

"We will be doing one ewe (9828-110#-Day 16) on Saturday, September 27, 2003 and one ewe (01278-88#-Day 12) on Sunday, September 28, 2003. Yoshie, Drew, Georgia, and I will start at 5:00 A. M., the rest should be there by 6:00 A. M. on both days."

This means that at 5:00 AM I will be inserting a catheter into the uterine horn of a ewe to do testing. I bet I will be doing anesthesia because I am the only undergrad in that bunch. I'm also the only freshman in the class.

Just........F&@K!!!!

The irony of it is, we're just going to kill the sheep when the experiment is over.

The Karate Kid

I was listening to the hidden track on the "S.C.I.E.N.C.E." CD by Incubus (1997). There is this part with this guy (The Karate Kid) going "I HATE HAWAII! I HATE THIS PLACE! *fake mom voice* But you can't, it's Hawaii *end mom voice* I HATE IT! ALL I WANT TO DO IS LEAVE! I JUST WANT TO LEAVE!!" goes on like this for about a minute. Wow, I thought I was the only one.

And more

We get back from dinner and the new keys don't go in the lock on the door *mental scream*. I yelled very loud obcenities and threw my keys down the hallway.

Terrible Tuesday

7:30 am- Wake up, eyes bloodshot and swollen, massive headache
9:00 am- First class ok except my cold makes me sleepy and I have the only frickin' squeaky desk.
10:30 am- Take chem. test I didn't study for.
11:00 am- Try to print writing assignment for anatomy, but department likes to "recycle" old excess paper, so I have to borrow paper from the airhead at the middle computer.
1:05 pm- maintenance man comes to check new keys when I am late for class
1:30 pm- In animal ethics class.
2:50 pm- anatomy professor says my cold is from kissing boys. I flatly tell him my boyfriend lives in TX, thanks for rubbing it in.
3:00 pm- Find out I made a 58 on my anatomy test in the freezing room that made my titty hurt.
4:30 pm- Smoked cigarettes to make me feel better- ran out.
4:45 pm- Find out I need to return my key AGAIN and get a envelope full of bills.

I need to not be in HI right now.

Vegetarian?

I am never eating chicken again, or until I at least forget the video we watched in Animal Ethics. The sight of the chicks being "de-beaked" turned me off hot wings. Only organic free-range chicken for this chick. (punny, huh?) I won't go into the details of the rest of the early 1980s movie with the soundtrack of a codiene overdose/B horror movie from 1978.

Lesbian Night at the Cafeteria

Mahi Mahi, Seafood Chowder, Ahi salad, Teryaki Mahi Sandwhich....seeing a pattern? I ate a regular salad, rice, and what I thought was potato soup. It actually was-Tah-Dah!-SEAFOOD CHOWDER!!!! It looked, and tasted, like man chowder with big chunks of non-descript fake shellfish and regular grade-F fish meat (probably the heads from those ppor mahi mahi fish and ahi tuna).

Out of This Tiny Area

My prom date's brother, AR called me yesterday. This was after his mom made AD call me to see if giving AR in Oahu my number was ok. It was really nice to talk to somebody from home, especially out here. He's stationed out here for three years in the Air Force and has been here six months. I think we are going to see a movie on Saturday or something. He has a car so I could make it out of the campus area for a change.

Great Balls of Fire

Roomie was doing an art project with ashes from burnt paper The fire got a little out of hand on one of them and I hear, "FIRE, OH-NO!!" and turn around to see her running down the hall with a giant ball of fire in her hand. There were big chunks of smoldering ash in the hallway and big pieces of burnt paper in the sink. Oddly enough, our paper fire in our room didn't set off the fire alarm, like the chick with the deodorant.