Mostly cos I am self-destructive in a very slight way which is that I bite and chew and pick at my lips and it's disgusting to talk about but the general idea is that my lips usually look pretty cut up and swollen and red and yeah, they are. Anyway. Also the only other self-destructive thing I do is the thumb/fingernail thing. That's it.
I'm on amazon right now? thinking about buying Beatles Anthology 2 and the both of John's books that are one book together. Hnn. And A Hard Day's Night. I have it on my iPod but I need, like, a hard copy of it. Grr.
I'm slowly infecting my family with the Beatles. It's my mom now. She said she had "that stupid octopus song" stuck in her head all weekend. We then were all 'STUPID oh well kinda but YEAH'. And then she was Ringo-bashing ("he's the lame one right?") so we started to defend him but she was like, dude you guys make fun of Ringo ALL THE TIME lay off.
I made muffins today. Since I missed the lab in Foods. They are Chocochocochipmuffins. Mucho delish.
I keep singing 'and in the end, the love you take is equal to the looove you maaake.' My senior quote is going to be something Beatles-related. Or something Lennon. Like 'All we are saying is, give peace a chance.' or like 'time you enjoy wasting was not wasted.' I have a had a page full of Lennon quotes on my fridge for months now, even before I got obsessed with his music. Huh. I like 'living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.' Mhmm. SOMETHING (in the way she moves..) gosh I need a life or something.
Or Anthology 2 and A Spaniard in the works/In His Own Write. AMWAHA.
eta: god I just love Paul's voice. Like. uhm crazy sometimes. Ah. What's weird is he talks like, i dunno how to say it, an old person. When he was younger. Srsly. Listen. AND HEAR. but uh, he is ridiculously sexy I think. Damn. I am too obsessed. grr.
Showing posts with label i fucking love muffins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label i fucking love muffins. Show all posts
20 September 2009
08 September 2009
fun in foods
I know what you're thinking, wtf you just posted a blog. WELL THIS ONE has a different topic, which is how hilarious my foods and nutrition class is. Specifically, my table & friends.
So actually, I barely know this one girl-her hair is blue so I call her Blue, ha- but we clearly think a lot a like, we make dirty jokes and she enjoyed watching Yellow Submarine with me and she laughs at weird things like me. And Heather is at my table, and I know her, and this other girl I don't really know but doesn't hate us so she's alright. And. So. I have a thing against the teacher in this class, Mrs Romesburg, we have been rivals since my freshmen year when I had personal choices and went about making a ruckus and being loud and subersive, I assume? also I wrote something about her in my newspaper, but that's a different story. SO TODAY we were given this 'pre-test' and Mrs. R was like, 'it's not worth anything, just put down what you know, it won't count against you if you get it wrong' and I was like, 'so if it doesn't really count do i have to do it then?' and she says yes and so I just randomly start circling things and writing the wrong answers obnoxiously. Like 'how many tablespoons in a cup?' TWENTY THREE. and 'which of these has the most calcium?' and I crossed out the answers and put CANDY?
The best part was the last question, which was short answer. It said, 'What are your nutritional concerns?' I didn't want to be boring and put stuff like 'calories' or 'not getting enough iron' or some bs, so I wrote, in a sort of cramped, serious hand- 'sometimes I am afraid my food is going to try & eat ME' and I showed it to Blue, who thought it was mucho hilarious, so she wrote on hers, 'I am afraid of BECOMING what I eat, like turning into a donut and getting eaten' and then she drew a donut. On my sheet she drew an ice cream cone with a mouth and eyes and teeth coming after stick figure me with the words 'OMNOMNOM' and me with 'oh no'. Heather, who is always too wordy and more concerned with the word that make up a joke rather then the joke itself, wrote 'how do I know what i eating hasn't been around me for years?' and I told her to add, 'soylent green=people' just to clean it up a bit. I actually wanted her to write 'I do not want to be a cannibal' but she did not. She is not too good with jokes but she is very good at writing. (her essay she wrote today is super impressive, words and quotes and page numbers and all, it's scary and also I am so glad I switched out of AP)
Anyway, we spent the class laughing and giggling at back, because then we made more dirty jokes and I told Blue if she turned into a muffin, I would eat her, because I fucking love muffins.
So actually, I barely know this one girl-her hair is blue so I call her Blue, ha- but we clearly think a lot a like, we make dirty jokes and she enjoyed watching Yellow Submarine with me and she laughs at weird things like me. And Heather is at my table, and I know her, and this other girl I don't really know but doesn't hate us so she's alright. And. So. I have a thing against the teacher in this class, Mrs Romesburg, we have been rivals since my freshmen year when I had personal choices and went about making a ruckus and being loud and subersive, I assume? also I wrote something about her in my newspaper, but that's a different story. SO TODAY we were given this 'pre-test' and Mrs. R was like, 'it's not worth anything, just put down what you know, it won't count against you if you get it wrong' and I was like, 'so if it doesn't really count do i have to do it then?' and she says yes and so I just randomly start circling things and writing the wrong answers obnoxiously. Like 'how many tablespoons in a cup?' TWENTY THREE. and 'which of these has the most calcium?' and I crossed out the answers and put CANDY?
The best part was the last question, which was short answer. It said, 'What are your nutritional concerns?' I didn't want to be boring and put stuff like 'calories' or 'not getting enough iron' or some bs, so I wrote, in a sort of cramped, serious hand- 'sometimes I am afraid my food is going to try & eat ME' and I showed it to Blue, who thought it was mucho hilarious, so she wrote on hers, 'I am afraid of BECOMING what I eat, like turning into a donut and getting eaten' and then she drew a donut. On my sheet she drew an ice cream cone with a mouth and eyes and teeth coming after stick figure me with the words 'OMNOMNOM' and me with 'oh no'. Heather, who is always too wordy and more concerned with the word that make up a joke rather then the joke itself, wrote 'how do I know what i eating hasn't been around me for years?' and I told her to add, 'soylent green=people' just to clean it up a bit. I actually wanted her to write 'I do not want to be a cannibal' but she did not. She is not too good with jokes but she is very good at writing. (her essay she wrote today is super impressive, words and quotes and page numbers and all, it's scary and also I am so glad I switched out of AP)
Anyway, we spent the class laughing and giggling at back, because then we made more dirty jokes and I told Blue if she turned into a muffin, I would eat her, because I fucking love muffins.
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