Friday, November 07, 2003
Here's a point to ponder:
Why isn't the word blog in blogger's spell check?
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Maribeth|
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10:30 AM|
I'm off to Texas today. Michael's taking me to the airport. Being driven places is kind of nice.
I made cinnamon toast last night. It was super delicious. I made it twice. I'm a cinnamon toast maniac. I should probably check myself into a hospital before it gets out of control. Note to all - "I can't believe it's not butter spray" is gross. I heart Betty Crocker.
I get to spend extra time by myself in Texas and in Atlanta. With only ten dollars in cash, I'm sure I'll have tons o' fun.
Kudos to sissy for updating her blog.
I must wrap up now. My flight leaves at 2:07. I get into Dallas at around 6:45. If you're free later today, stop by the Dallas/Ft Worth airport.
Adios.
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Maribeth|
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10:29 AM|
Thursday, November 06, 2003
"you assumed s***, you dumb-a** f***ing slut" - bi-atch 1's boyfriend, said to bi-atch 1
I'm beginning to like this guy, even if he has no volume control.
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Maribeth|
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4:20 PM|
Bi-atch 1 has some of the stupidest friends alive. I wish death upon all of them. The world would be a much better place with a few less frat guys around.
There is a weird odor in the apartment. It smells kind of like a public restroom. It probably is coming from one of the bathrooms. Since I cleaned mine last week, that only leaves one possible bathroom for the smell to come from. . . . .The Bi-atch's. They keep spraying air freshener in the apartment. Don't they know it would be easier to find the source of the problem and get rid of it? The level of stupidity of these girls amazes me.
I'm off to take a shower. I have no clue what I'm going to do with my night. I was thinking about going for a walk or to see a movie. I kind of want to go out to eat, but my goal is to not eat fast food for a month. I hate eating in restaurants alone, so I'm left to find food in my apartment, unless my roommates haven't eaten it. The say they don't. They don't eat my food like I don't lick my belongings.
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Maribeth|
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4:18 PM|
crap
Looks like I should pack for a cold, wet weekend. joy.
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Maribeth|
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3:48 PM|
I just heard bi-atch 1's (aka Elizabeth, skank-ho, roomie) boyfriend say :
"F*** off Elizabeth"
Man, is that love??? I wish I had a gentleman like that for a boyfriend.*
*Please note the sarcasm. If you change Michael, my "or else" will go into effect, and you don't want that to happen.
ROOM RAIDERS IS ON!!!!!
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Maribeth|
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1:31 PM|
SCREW YOU POP UP AD BLOCKER!!!! YOU GIVE ME SO MANY ERRORS A DAY!!!!!!
Sorry for that outrage. I got another "error" message because of the pop up blocker. I was in the middle of a post. Now it's gone forever. I guess I could write it again, but I'll save it for another time.
I am so mad. I think I'll take a break. Then I'll savor the moment.
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Maribeth|
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1:19 PM|
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
I got Mad Libs with my ziploc baggies!!!!!
What a wonderful day.
Less than two weeks until Britney's new album "drops".
Who else is excited??
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Maribeth|
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1:29 PM|
My favorite* shows:
Room Raiders
Blind Date
Maury (Paternity Tests)
If everyone watched these shows on a regular basis, maybe the world would be a better place.
*Favorite means that I will postpone my plans for the day to watch the show, or I'll wait for a commercial break.
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Maribeth|
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1:20 PM|
So, the roomies like to use my plates and spoons and cups and straws. Funny thing, I like to lick all of those things.
Grocery shopping at three in the morning wears a girl out. Maybe that's why I slept through class today. I just want to curse Wal-Mart for deciding to do their floor last night, thus preventing me from buying food from their wonderful establishment. So, at three in the morning, I went to not only Wal-Mart, but also Food-Max, thus going to 75 percent of what is open in Starkville after sundown.
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Maribeth|
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11:55 AM|
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
I'm going to die on January 24, 2061. So, for all those out there who wished it would be sooner, sorry.
Something new to do with my time:
More Test
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Maribeth|
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6:34 PM|
English Composition II T R 5:30-6:45
Human Growth & Development M W 1:00-2:15
French IV T R 8:00-9:15
Modern U S History M W 3:30-4:45
Pre-Natal & Infant Dev M W 8:00-9:15
Gen Psychology T R 12:30-1:45
That is my schedule for the Spring. There are still seats open in all the classes, so register and maybe I'll let you sit next to me. I said
maybe.
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Maribeth|
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9:13 AM|
One of the more satisfying sounds in life is hearing one of your roommates trying to walk through the front door, only to discover that it has been locked. Then after looking for her keys for a few minutes, she comes in.
I still have yet to figure out why these girls like to leave an unlocked apartment. I guess I could ask them, but that would be too easy.
Ten minutes until registration time.
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Maribeth|
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8:50 AM|
I register in thirty minutes. Oh what fun. I can hardly contain myself. All my classes should still be open. Most of them are fairly large generic classes. I'm so glad to be done with engineering. Maybe I'll change my major again in another couple of semesters.
I can't find my remote. I'm off to bawl my eyes out.
tear. . . . . . .tear. . . . . . .tear
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Maribeth|
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8:27 AM|
Monday, November 03, 2003
So, it's Monday, the day after Sunday, but not quite Tuesday. . . .
There is something worse than pop quizzes, pop field trips. Sure, you aren't graded on quizzes, but field trips take up time. Pop quizzes take five or ten minutes and then they're done with forever. Field trips are memories that you're stuck with for life. I can remember almost every field trip I've ever been on, from my first grade field trip to Domino's in the first grade to the one I took last week where I climbed all over planes. Anyways, the field trip ended up getting canceled, but we didn't know that until we got to the place. I got the whole afternoon off, which was good. I watched Finding Nemo. That movie makes me giggle.
Sociology was short. It's supposed to be three hours long every Monday, but tonight it was only an hour.
I register tomorrow, and all my classes are still open. One got moved to a different time, but it's still all good in the hood.
I've gots to get some sleep.
I'm audi.
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Maribeth|
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10:17 PM|