I forgot to say this before, but I found out from this girl at work the other day that Mr. Valenti died on the 23rd from some heart thing, I'm not sure exactly what she said and I don't want to get it wrong. Maybe heart failure? Poor Mr. Valenti. He was the best sub. He was always really cool and really nice to me. He was everybody's favorte sub. The man was really a great guy. Rest in peace, Mr. Valenti. We'll miss you.

A (late) HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY LOVELY KAITY!!!!

Sorry, I'm a little late. I'm an asshole. But I love you, Kaity! You're one of my oldest friends, and now you're old! (Just kidding). Happy 19th Birthday!

A couple of nights ago I had a nightmare that my parents took me back to Ohio. This was after being bored and frustrated and thinking "Maybe I should have stayed in Ohio" which I think once in awhile when I wonder if I've made a mistake.

But that nightmare was awful. I was terrified and sad and scared all at once. I haven't felt like that since I was really little and my parents would drop me off at school and I would cry and cry 'cause they were leaving. Just thinking about that dream gives me that same feeling back. Thank heaven I left there.

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THAT STUPID LITTLE SON OF A BITCH, IF HE DOESN'T GET KICKED OUT OF THE FUCKING WHITE HOUSE I'M MOVING TO FREAKIN' CANADA THAT LITTLE HOMOPHOBIC PIECE OF SHIT. YOU CAN'T MAKE AN AMENDMENT TO THE CONSTITUTION THAT'S UNFUCKINGCONSTITUTIONAL. WIMPY LITTLE HOMOPHOBIC FASCIST DADDY'S BOY SON OF A BITCH!!!!

But ya know something? I find comfort in the fact that if things get really icky and bad with my parents, I actually CAN move out. To where, exactly, I'm not sure, but I have the ability to leave and I like that.

So I lied about going to work and my parents figured me out. Bah.

I hope it doesn't become a big deal. I don't want to have discussions about it.

Sigh. I wish they hadn't brought it up now. At three in the morning. I'm tired and now I'm not going to be able to sleep.

Yes, I lie to my parents. Because I'm nearly 19 and because I'm lying about something dumb which they admit they would have made a big deal out of for no reason. I tell my parents white lies to keep the peace in my house. Who here can tell me they haven't done that? Hell, my mother does it every day to my grandmother. My parents have trained me to lie by being freaks about the dumbest shit known to man.

And now I have a car ride with my dad tomorrow and he's going to be a jerk to me. And be all quiet and awkwardy until he can be like "Can I ask you something? Why did you lie?" Blech. I hate that. He does it about the dumbest shit. I lied because otherwise they would bitch me out and it would be dumb and we'd yell at each other and my parents would just keep bringing it up over and over, as usual.

But now they'll just think I'm lying about everything. For god's sake, this is so dumb. Why are my parents such freaks about everything? Why can't they learn to just let things go sometimes? I'm 18, I'm allowed to be a bit of a delinquent.

Maybe that's why stuff got messed up so bad. I was never allowed any stage of delinquency.

Please people, don't ever let me screw up my kids this badly. I beg of you. If my kid lies to me about brushing their teeth when they didn't, don't let me take TV away for a week. That's just stupid. And an over reaction. Don't let me punish my kids if they get a detention. Detention is supposed to be the punishment in itself. When I was 10 I forgot my homework and got detention and was told by my mother if it happened again I would be grounded with no TV for two weeks. WTF, man? That's fucking overboard for FORGETTING FREAKING HOMEWORK.

I shouldn't even care. It was dumb and I hope it all just goes away by morning.

God, I want to move out. Like now. But I can't. And I won't be able to for at least another year, if that soon.

I want to move out and get a job I actually like and not have all this stupid pressure put on me by my parents for no reason. I hate that my mom still calls me an underacheiver. I hate that I still have to answer to them. It's not their place anymore. Butt the hell out. Now.

I lie to my parents because they lie to me. They tell me to tell the truth and they'll listen and won't get mad, but they do, without thinking, they just go off and they keep going off way longer than they should and they feel they have the right and they don't. Now I'm just pissed and annoyed and embarassed and kind of scared which I shouldn't be 'cause they can't actually do anything to me except guilt trip me or yell or both. Sigh. And now I have to go to therapy or something and bitch about my parents some more. I really just wish that someone would come up to them and go "Hey, you fucked up your kid! What's wrong with you? Freaks! What the hell's your problem?" I have only had one person in my life actually say to me "Your parents are messed up and I'm mad at them for what they've done to you". And it was such a huge relief to have someone else say it to me and it made me feel uncrazy for once in my life and like it wasn't just me being a fuck up. Everyone else in my life is much too fucking polite about it. I went to a shrink and even she is too polite about it. I just want her to be on my side sometimes and go "They screwed up".

I'm rambling again...all this over something so stupid....my parents have never needed to do anything to me, just look at what I do to myself....

Can I PLEASE move out? Now?

There's a musical called "Wonderful Town" and one of the songs or lyrics or SOMETHING in it is "Why oh why did we ever live Ohio?"...um...because Ohio sucks, ya stupid ass.

I'm such a bitch. I have one bad experience and now not only do I hate the whole state, but I can't even stand mention of it. I'm sure there's very nice and fun parts of Ohio. I've just not really spent much time in any of those places.

And don't bitch to me about you have family in Ohio 'cause so do I and I love them and they are cool. I'm not talking about your family, so shuddup.

I have to go to work and I don't want to!!!! ARGH!! 6 hours of cleaning brushes....sigh....

So I'm definitely a reality TV freak. I'm watching "Til Death Do Us Part: Carmen and Dave" and holy shit, these people are FREAKS. And it's FANTASTIC television.

For their wedding invitation they took a picture of themselves on...I dunno what to call it...coroner's tables? Embalming table? Whatever, but they made themselves look dead. For the picture for their WEDDING INVITATION. It's creepy, yet amazing. But mostly creepy.

Did I mention they were naked? 'Cause...NAKED. Boobies and penis just hangin' out there on the wedding invitation. Hehe. Someday their kids will see that. It kinda makes me giggle a little. But mostly feel sorry for those kids.

Oh yeah, has anyone seen that FedEx commercial...or UPS...or I dunno...but they're all going "If we don't get this out by tomorrow we're DOOMED!" and then the guy standing in the back just minding his own business just stops and goes "DOOMED!" for absolutely no reason.....I love it. I just love it.

I do NOT watch too much TV!

I think one of my greatest fears is that I have no drive to do anything. That I will sleep my life away. And that's very sad. :-\

Alright, so last week I went food shopping and tried to only get healthy stuff seeing as my mom is prone to snacking on fattening stuff which she totally doesn't need.

But then while I was away over the weekend she went to Costco and bought:

a huge ass carton of cup of noodles (I barely eat enough of those anymore to need that big a carton if any cup of noodles at all...at most we'd need like five and that would probably last me quite awhile)
a huge ass box of easy mac (we still have a shit load left from the last time we got easy mac)
a box of six containers of pringles (I hate pringles beyond understanding...I can deal with some of the flavored ones if I'm really hungry, but the original make me sick)
a big ass box of mashed potatoes (okay, I love mashed potatoes...but holy shit, nobody needs that many...unless you're running a resturant or something..and wouldn't you make your own then?)

So she gets all this crap that no one is every really going to eat for like three months. But she forgets to buy bread. She bought a carton of 96 SERVINGS of mashed potatoes and forgets to buy BREAD.

My mother, ladies and gentlemen.....::bangs head against desk::

I really don't like when they change the TV schedule and don't tell me. I go to watch Inuyasha..but it's not Inuyasha..it's some weird other thing! I don't like! What am I supposed to watch till Conan comes on now?

Anyway...I visited Matt in Virginia over the weekend. Had a very awesome time. Matt gave me a pack of Trojans as a Valentine's present. Really. Hehe, okay, it was PART of the present, and by Trojans I mean he gave me a pack of three little Trojan soldier action figures. The box says "Trojans: Little Guys to Protect the 'Little Guy'" and is shaped like a condom box. The instructions say: Suggested Uses For Woman: Place the Trojan Soldiers between your legs to prevent entry to the palace. Suggested Uses For Men: These trusty soldiers will always be there. They help load and raise the cannon..

This is absolutely a fantastic gift. Along with that I got a rose made of ribbon (hard to explain, but it's pretty!), a little book called "The Art of Kissing", and, my favorite, a picture of the two of us from the last time I visited in a lovely frame.

So back to the Trojans. When I got home I made the mistake of showing these to my mother. I had debated whether or not to show them to her, but I figured she'd probably see them lying around somewhere, not look at what they ACTUALLY were and then think very bad things and possibly sit me down for a talk. So I decided to show them to her first and explain what they were. She sort of gave a weird smile and probably thought they would be funny had they not been a present from the boy violating her daughter. Matt's mom apparently thought they were funny. Then again, she doesn't really seem to mind that I'm violating her son. So all is pretty cool.

We prank called a little. Except it's us, so the prank calls were kinda lame. Such as calling my house and asking for me. And then calling my old room in Ohio and asking for me.

While I was there we hung out with Matt's friends a lot. They are incredibly awesome, I love them. Here is who we hung out with:

Will: Sweetest person in the world. Seriously. If ever I were to use the really corny Clueless term "gave me a toothache" it'd be about Will because he's THAT sweet. And adorable and I'm sure he has girls swooning over him where ever he goes.
Janice: On Saturday Janice went with another girl to a dance (for some sort of gay/straight alliance type thing, I think) and happily went as the guy. Need I even say anything else about how cool she is? She also has really awesome long hair that she can attack people with. (PS She's straight) I hung out with her and her boyfriend the last time I visited and I really do adore both of them. She also seems to share my love of going through other people's purses. So much fun. :-)
Danny: Janice's boyfriend. Looks kinda like Jesus. But really tall. Although who knows how tall Jesus was. While I was there he changed the message on his voicemail to say "Speaaaak" like the guys in Rent have on their machine. He is very very nice (he didn't want Janice to sit in the very very back of Will's station wagon because there was no seatbelt and he didn't want her in an unseatbelted place. Isn't that so sweet? I think so).
Serena: Okay, so you know those people who you meet and then two seconds later you're like "OMG, you're so awesome, lets go be best friends and giggle at boys together"? I swear that's what it was like when I met Serena. She is really fun and hilarious and has a very nice accent as she's Italian but sounds British. I actually had been talking to her online for awhile before I visited, and therefore we already had inside jokes to confuse Matt with. It was great.
Jen: I only got to meet her for an hour or so, really, but she was absolutely hilarious and very nice and agreed with me on how very good the garlic bread in the dining hall was. She also is a Harry Potter fanatic, which is always good in my book.

In conclusion...I had an incredibly great time at UVA. I want to go there, and no, not just 'cause Matt is there. Matt may be the reason I'd look at UVA in the first place, but I wouldn't go there just for him. That would only spell trouble for everyone. I just simply have a really good time there and it's incredibly nice and the people there are awesome. :-)

So I fell asleep around 11 or 11:30. Wow. So early for me. But it was good because work tired me out and I had been wanting to start going to bed earlier anyway. So I climbed into bed, turned on West Wing, flipped through a magazine and fell asleep early, expecting at the earliest to wake up around 7 or so, which would be fine.

But...I wake up at 3 and can't fall back asleep. I'm up and ready to go.

So, as we all know, I take medicine so I don't have those really icky panic attacks. And the medicine is great and really helps me out, but a side effect seems to be that I can't sleep for more than four or five hours at a time unless I'm REALLY exhausted. I hate it but...whaddya gonna do?

Hmm...if this happens while I'm in Virginia I might just have to wake up Matt and get him to amuse me/tire me out ::wiggles eyebrows::.

Matt Lauer said "Gastronomic Adventure".

Also, I've decided that I sleep like a baby. In the way that I wake up after five hours of sleep and can't sleep anymore and then two hours later I'm ready for a nap.

I have work tonight. Ladida.

I often do very dumb things. Such as get hungry at 1 in the morning and then eat a bunch of mini ranch rice cakes and get a tummy ache. Stupid me.

Matt got into Victor/Victoria or however it's spelled! Yay! I'm so proud of him. :-D I'm also very excited. Going to visit Matt on FRIDAY!!!!! I absolutely cannot wait.

I want to paint something at work, but I think the only time I'll ever have time to actually paint anything is if I come in on my day off. Sigh. Oh well. On Thursday I was trying to help with the dusting (pottery place = crazy amounts of dust on the shelves) but then I got all allergic and unhappy and sick feeling and told my boss I had to stop and why. I hope she doesn't think I'm just trying to get out of dusting. Whipping all that dust around really makes me feel shitty.

So bored. And talking to Philippe about how not many people are going to be around for my birthday. Ho hum.

You don't have to read this. I'm bored. It's about my teeth. Ladida.

My weird tooth that is in the wrong place is weird. It's one of those canine teeth thingies so when I smile it makes my smile all crooked 'cause it's one tooth further back than it's supposed to be. And the tooth that's supposed to be where that one is now is where the canine tooth is supposed to be. And it kinda pulled my bottom tooth forward a little. So my teeth are basically just fucked up as all hell. And I can't stop running my tongue over my canine tooth because it hasn't been worn down as much as the canine tooth on the other side of my mouth has so it's long and weird.

I don't know why the hell I just wrote all of that.

Mari! My cell died because it's been possessed by the devil or something (or maybe just needs a new battery) so I didn't get your message till like..now...eep. So obviously I can't call you back at the moment. I'm sorry. I'll call ya tomorrow. Mari and Kaity (who I love dearly) should come buy slutty tops with me tomorrow. Please?

From Molly (who is now 20 YEARS OLD as of yesterday!! Holy Moses!! Happy day after your birthday, Molly my dear! You are like the..well not annoying enough to be a sister..so lets say cousin I never had :-D.)

1)Spell your name with bands
Eep!
REM (And I can totally sing "It's the End of The World As We Know It" at the right tempo...but I do need the words in front of me..I am weak)
our Lady Peace (who are they? They're on my computer in WinAmp, but I don't remember them)
bBeatles. Yes. Rock on.
incubus (meh)
no Doubt. Indeed.

2) Have you ever had a song written about you?
Not that I know of. I had a poem written about me, though. It's in a book (my dad's friend's a published poet). But it's from when I was a baby and it was about nursing, so..eh.

3) What song makes you cry? Bad Day by Fuel because the video had the chick dying and the guy was all sad and it made me cry.

4) What song makes you happy? Good Feeling - Travis, Everything's Not Lost - Coldplay, You and I - Jason Mraz, and other stuff, too. Oh yeah, Don't Worry, Be Happy - Bobby McFerrin. :-)

5) What do you like to listen to before bed? The TV. Usually Conan or if it's really late MASH. That's REALLY late.

a p p e a r a n c e
HEIGHT: Somewhere between 5'3" and 5'5". The doctor says 5'3 and 3/4" but everywhere else I've been measured says 5'5".
HAIR COLOR: Originally: Brown, Plus highlights: Brown with streaks of blonde, Plus bad home dye job: Dark red...but the red's pretty much totally gone almost now. Yay! Glad I did that and got it out of the way and now don't have to want to dye my hair red again.
SKIN COLOR: Really pale. What can I say? I'm Russian.
EYE COLOR: Light brown which has been described as many different colors (honey, golden, whatever) which for some reason have a tendency to get greenish randomly. Usually when I'm wearing green. Makes sense.
PIERCINGS: My ears were pierced but they're closed up. For the most part. They've never completely healed up.
TATTOOS: None

r i g h t n o w
WHAT COLOUR TROUSERS ARE YOU WEARING?: I'm wearing a long reddish skirt with dragons on it. It's pretty. I look like a hippie.

WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO?: I'm not listening to anything right now, but Molly listened to Evanescence? Nice! What'd you think, Mol?

WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: Icky bad taste you get when you're hungry but too lazy to go get food and the last thing you ate was a white cheese rice cake.

WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE? I dunno, it's night time. And February. So cold.

HOW ARE YOU? Not bad, and you?

d o y o u
GET MOTION SICKNESS?: Not usually, although for some reason when we all went to the beach this summer and I was trying to go deeper in the ocean I got kinda sea sick. That sucked, I was just starting to have fun.

HAVE A BAD HABIT?: You want a list? Let's see...knuckle cracking, coughing insesantly (not really a habit, I do it 'cause I have allergies, but it annoys people..especially my mother 'cause it wakes her up if I'm coughing a lot and she gets mad.), not covering my mouth when I yawn, leg twitching (to the extent of making everyone around me's chairs shake), bad temper over dumb things...shall I continue?

GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?: For the most part. Although there are times when you just have to go "WTF?! I'm moving out..."

LIKE TO DRIVE?: Usually, yes. I'm more indifferent to it now that I've been driving longer. But I don't really hate it or anything.

l o v e
BOYFRIEND: Yes :-) Can't wait to see him!
GIRLFRIEND: Mm, no, sorry boys. Although, Linda and Mari and I all decided that we are eye candy lesbians who have girls we think are absolutely gorgeous and would love to stare at for a really long time, but wouldn't actually do anything with as we aren't ACTUAL lesbians.
SEXUALITY: I do believe I just went over this. Straight, but hey, a hot chick's a hot chick and I'm perfectly willing to admit it. But that's about all I'll do. :-)
CHILDREN:None. Let's keep it that way for awhile, alright? Although I would like children at some point in the future it'd probably be better if it was way in the future, say, with a husband and a job and a way to feed them and a place to keep them that's NOT my parents house?

CURRENT CRUSH: I'll have to go with Matt. Yeah. I've got a crush on him. I hope I haven't been to obvious? ::bites nails::
BEEN IN LOVE?: Yes.
HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: Yes.
BEEN HURT?: Yes indeed.
GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: No, I don't believe so.
YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW: The Coors - In Blue, but that's only 'cause I found it lying around and didn't know where else to put it. I haven't actually listened to it in quite awhile.
IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: Um...something sparkly...and multicolored...I'd be that crayon that someone had melted all the other colored crayons together to make. And then added glitter. 'Cause why the hell not?
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY? Lotsa stuff. My friends. My family (sometimes). My cat. Books. Good movies. Watching Buffy. Eating something tasty. Watching Buffy WHILE eating something tasty. Riding around with someone just talking and not realizing you've been driving for two hours. Solving hard riddles. Figuring out what's going to happen in a movie/TV show/book way before it happens. Making people smile. Making people laugh. Talking to the little kids at work. Painting. Singing. Listening to music. Dancing (even if I'm bad at it). Helping someone to feel better. Hugs. Stuff other than hugs ::wiggles eyebrows::. I could keep going but I think you're probably getting bored now. :-)

WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET?: Hmm....I have no idea...maybe Jason Mraz? Maybe Norah Jones? I really don't know.

WHO DO YOU CONSIDER GOOD FRIENDS?: My "group" is made up of Matt, Linda, Mari (where are you, chica? I haven't talked to you in a very long time), Miles, Philippe, Mike, and Natalie. But I have lots of other people I consider good friends as well, like my lovely Kaity. :-)

w h e n / w h a t w a s t h e l a s t
TIME YOU CRIED?: I think a few days ago after reading a sad story, but it was only a couple of tears.
YOU GOT A REAL LETTER?: Umm...my mom used to send me cards at college. But now she doesn't, 'cause I'm a big stupid slacker. But actually it's 'cause I live here now, and that would just be silly to send me cards.

YOU GOT E-MAIL: I got one today from the Rabbi's secretary. That was weird.

THING YOU PURCHASED: Ummm....pizza and a yoohoo at Roman Gourmet a few days ago?

TV PROGRAM YOU WATCHED: The end of Law and Order SVU (I wrote SUV at first..oops) with my mom.

MOVIE YOU SAW AT THE THEATER: Um..I think Return of the King with Molly and Diane, but I'm not sure.

y o u r t h o u g h t s o n
ABORTION: It's up to whoever might want it. I don't think I'd want it, though.
TEENAGE SMOKING: Blech. I really don't understand who thought up the concept of putting flaming sticks in your mouth. It's just kinda strange to me.

SPICEGIRLS: Haha, I saw Ginger Spice on Conan. What a slut.

I wish I could get a dog. At work yesterday the manager of the movie theater came in and was telling my boss (who keeps her puppies at work a lot) about this dog that came into a shelter and sounded completely perfect for me. Except I can't have a dog. Because my mom would freak out and then be all allergic. And doesn't particularly like dogs. And my cat might kinda freak out. But maybe not. Who knows?

Anyway, the dog sounded perfect for me. But alas...earwax. I hope it finds a good home.

10 Bands/Artists You've Seen Live.
+ Michelle Branch
+ Jason Mraz
+ Some band I don't remember the name of but their lead singer was a drama queen
+ Um...Bobby McFerrin when I was 9?
+ They Might Be Giants at the taping of a radio show when I was little and didn't know they were famous and cool
+ NY Symphony Orch? Do they count?
+ CHS Band?
+ Virginia Glee Club?
+ Who's that chick who sings all the Jewish songs? My parents dragged me to one of her concerts when I was little...Judy something or other....

9 Things You're Looking Forward To.
+ visiting Matt
+ visiting Matt
+ visiting Matt
+ being able to do more at my job other than folding things and washing things
+ spring
+ for my laptop to get here
+ getting paid
+ going shopping for pretty bras and clothes
+ visiting Matt....I don't have a one track mind...I just have one thing taking up most of the tracks....

8 Things You Wear Daily.
+ My heart necklace
+ underwear
+ pants
+ shirts
+ um...moisterizer?
+ usually a hair tie
+ sometimes some make up?
+ nailpolish on my toes that i'm too lazy to take off


7 Things That Annoy You.
+ paper cuts
+ my photo teacher
+ my laptop being broken
+ that really annoying commercial with the fat guy with the beard singing some song with a mountain in it...i think..or love..whatever, it's obnoxious
+ that there is no adult swim on fridays
+chapped lips
+the hair place that isn't open past 8

6 Things You Touch Everyday.
+ my teddy bear
+ my bed
+ the fridge
+ my toothbrush
+ my keys
+ the car

5 Things You Do Every Morning.
+ hit the "nap" button on my alarm for twenty extra minutes of sleep
+ pet the cat because she gets annoyed that i have to get out of bed and mess up her pillows (my legs)
+ yawn
+ turn on the tv
+ try to eat breakfast

4 People You'd Like To Spend More Time With.
+ Matt
+ Linda
+ Mari
+Philippe

3 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over.
+ Dogma
+ Monty Python and the Holy Grail
+ Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King

2 Of Your Favorite Songs at the Moment.
+ Jason Mraz - You and I
+ Britney Spears - Toxic (shut your face...Linda understands...)

1 Person You Could Spend the Rest of Your Life With.
+ I don't want to jinx anything

what's your cowboy bebop theme song?

Okay, I am home and have slept all day and now can update in more detail.

So...went to visit Linda and Philippe and party. But first we watched porn bloopers. Porn is weird. The funniest one was with the chick who puked twice. Even though it was seriously nasty. But Miles thought it was the best thing ever and then got his revenge later in the evening. But I'll talk more about that later.

So we went out to some frat to party, which was incredibly awesome. I drank some punch, but only part of a cup (how much was greatly disputed, but I drank like half of mine and then some of Linda's later on). Apparently they put way more vodka in the punch than people originally anticipated because it went from "Oh, you could drink the whole cup and not feel it at all" to people getting drunk off three or four cups. I still maintain that vodka punch tastes kinda like cold medicine. But lots and lots better than beer or champagne.

So we were dancing and Linda taught me to dance, which is good 'cause I'm not good at dancing. Actually, I'm worse when Linda's there 'cause I'm highly intimidated by her awesome dance abilities. And because she's a dance nazi. But I was fine dancing eventually. And then this random guy came up behind me and started dancing with me, which was like "Whaaat?!" 'cause that's never happened to me before. Philippe tried to save me at first, but I was okay with it, until the guy started grinding a little bit too hard, and then Philippe saved me again. My (drunken) hero.

Philippe and Linda and Miles all got pretty drunk and it was hilarious. Philippe's just insane when he's drunk (but apparently he just plays it up a lot) and was going crazy and being like "I love you, man!!!" every five seconds. And then doing one of those screams like that Dean guy did. Linda was just like Linda but dizzier. And Miles was pretty much exactly the same as he was before he was drunk, but happier. Haha.

Philippe and Miles kept going drink for drink. Except the problem was that Linda and I had been the ones getting the drinks (apparently guys aren't allowed to get drinks at frats?) and since Philippe was already insanely drunk we wouldn't put as much in his cup as we'd put in Miles'. And then Philippe would finish his first and be like "Hahaha" to Miles and then Miles would be like "Oh shit!" and shotgun his too quickly for me to warn him that Philippe had less than him in his cup. Oops. I think Linda and I might have accidently given Miles alcohol poisoning. Sorry Miles.

At one point the music stopped and everyone got pretty angry. So the entire room started singing "Livin' on a Prayer" except no one knew any of the words except for the chorus. So Linda and I started singing the theme song to "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" because we are awesome and know all the words. Unfortunately no one caught on. Dumb drunk fucks.

The music came back on "Yay!" and this random guy came up and tried to dance with Linda, but she shot him down. And then I laughed. And then maybe fifteen minutes later THE SAME GUY came up behind me and tried to dance, and I shot him down too, exactly the same way Linda did. And so he wandered off all rejected and sad and we all cracked up. Poor guy. But he was pretty obnoxious. He apparently tried to kiss Zoe and she rejected him, too. Haha.

So the party ended and we started back to Linda's. Linda tried to give me a hug on the way back and accidently grabbed my boob. And Philippe thought that was fantastic. Then he started talking about how he loved everyone. And there was a really funny part that was like this:

Philippe: "Miles, you are my brother!!! I love you, man!!"
Robin: "Yeah, Miles is your brother. Your big white brother."
Philippe: "Shut up! He IS my brother!!"
Robin: "Okay, fine, but if he gets to be your brother, I get to be your sister."
Philippe: "Yes!! You ARE my sister! And I love you!!"
Miles: "And Ryan Sciano is my twin and Anna is Robin's twin and we're all a big family."
Robin: "But Philippe's adopted."
Philippe: "No I'm not, man!!! You're really my sister!!!!"

We got back to the dorm and everyone was getting ready for bed, but then Miles ran off and we realized he was in the bathroom puking his guts out (which was kinda weird 'cause he didn't seem THAT drunk, but whatever). I can say it now since everyone else has. Poor Miles. So Philippe stayed with him for awhile and Linda and I brought some water and then were outside the door waiting but Philippe told us to go.

So later I was asleep on Linda's bed and Philippe was on the computer and Miles was on the floor asleep (I offered him the bed since he was sick, but he was already asleep by the time he hit the floor so he didn't hear me and I didn't want to wake him). Miles had Zoe's pillow. And then basically what happened is he puked all over it. In his sleep. Which I now realize is seriously dangerous and kinda now scares me 'cause that coulda ended up in tragedy, but it didn't (phew). Philippe had made sure he was on his side, thank goodness. And Philippe is a very good friend because he actually cleaned up for Miles, as opposed to me who is an asshole and afraid of puke so I couldn't look in that direction for a good fifteen or twenty minutes. I could have if I had to and no one else had been there. But Philippe took charge of it, so yay Philippe, he is truly a very awesome person.

After a night of musical sleeping arrangements and using my jacket as a blanket, everyone woke up and made fun of Miles. A lot. Hee hee. For some reason the pillow case he puked on turned about three different colors. It looked like one of those litmus tests in bio. Or like he had dropped ink on the pillow and then spilled water all over it. It was pretty damn weird. We took pictures of it, and apparently Linda took pictures of us in our sleep. Boo. Bad Linda. But oh well.

Philippe and Miles and I left after a stop at Philippe's dorm for his stuff and at a dining hall for breakfast. And then I pretty much slept all day. And my mother actually didn't keep poking me to get up! Hooray!

All in all, last night was completely awesome and sooooo much fun. Yay! And gracias to Linda and Zoe for letting us all stay in their room (and for letting me borrow clothes :-D). Bye now. :-)