The Much Awaited Fencing Post
Oh Les Amis, we have much to discuss.

So I drove all the way there with Ben McCabe's help and found the church. It was big and scary and kinda pretty. Noah met us in the parking lot :/ and they showed me upstairs. The gym's big...and...like a dungeon. I didn't get to see it when it was complete darkness because they've started putting in lights, but it was still pretty dark over our section. The room's really big though. The plaster on the ceiling was falling off and there were bare brick walls...but none of that mattered because I got to see some of my favorite people! I chatted with Danny and he showed me my armory which made me drool a little bit because it was spacious and it was secretly the women's crying room thing. It was really nice. With a couch and everything. Nothing will take away my love for the NW Buffalo Community Center, but that was one fine armory. Joel and Brian were doing electric which was interesting. I felt bad though because I didn't know more then half the people there--what's up with that? Turns out they're like "intermediate/beginners" under the control of....Joel. It was...yes.

So they called line up (on the random other side of the room, and I don't deal well with change) and Lisa walked in! yay! They announced a members meeting---yes!! so I was excited. I got dressed and stuff and headed over to the open group (I knew all of them by face at least) It was like Lisa, Brian, Ben, Noah, and the people who were in the intermediate group when we left. Martin and his daughter were there but they were on the other half the room for the most part. Anyway, Danny decided it would be cool to do advanced weapons for awhile--just an intro so it was ok. I let people hold my epee and I borrowed Lisa's sabre. Then Dana and Linda showed up (seperatly) so I had to gossip with Dana and hardcore fencing gossip with Linda. It was SO great to see her because we never see her anymore. Remember when she was our teacher? olllllllllllllllllld school. I showed her around the armory (because I know my way around now) and then we had to have our club meeting.

On the meeting: (I can't say much because non-club members read this...sorry!! I think they should be club members!) I must say that some things never change and Les Amis no matter where it is...is always the same. For example, this classic statement was, and shall be again reiterated:

Dear Joel
Please die,
signed,
the world.

Anyway there was a hardcore struggle of powers in the meeting, but we got some club business taken care of too...congrats Ben in being invited into the club!

The best part of the evening came next: Brian and I were fencing Epee and....I WON.
seriously. It was sweet.

The worst part of the evening was...oh God, I can't even say it. Well...see..Ian hasn't been able to make it recently...and Matt's in Texas (but still Cute) and I'm in Syracuse (but still Cute) (and of course Liz and Kevin are being Cute elsewhere) but...this leaves us without an armorer...

so...

the new armorer is...

please don't make me say it...

noah.

Will you please excuse me? I need to go...

RIP Old School Les Amis---I love you.

This is how we avoid our French homework...
So I'm back in "central new york"--like anyone cares about the middle of this state?

Everyone around me's depressed and I gotta say I am a little too..and by a little I mean its sure great to be away from my mom! I don't mind being here if it means I can stop talking to her. Not that I have issues.

its so stupid too, because my Daddy should be my legal guardian.

anyway...onto happier subjects...its been a great time and we'll see each other again after 18 hell days! I miss you guys!!! and we missed you Liz, Erik, and Briana!!!! SO MUCH. Sorry to everyone I didn't get to see too (Brian, for example) but that just means we'll hafta hang out even more soon, k?

So I got back around 3 and did logs until around 7:30 when I checked my email and found that prof doerr had just emailed us giving us BOOKWORK DUE TOMORROW. I could have stabbed her in the eye. So I just finished that. Its 11:30 now. DEATH. And I have French. I CANNOT WAIT til next semester.

and by that I mean...winter break.

I still owe you a fencing rant. I'll get to it, I promise. Tomorrow. After classes. Its a date.

Thanksgiving was good. I slept late and then we went to my aunt Janet's in Hamburg and saw the family who's in town. I talked to my cousin Luke--he and Matt B went to Canada the other night and I got the dish on that. Then we went to the Wanakah Grill for dinner (there's too many of us for a house) and then we had dessert at my Aunt Debbie's. The food was really good and the family was nice to see. I hadn't seen that many of them since...April...yea. soooo...I was upset however that I sat at the kiddy table to be with the twins and they were talking about their memories of my Grandma's house and I tried sharing my memory and they were like "yea, we used to order a pizza!" and I was like "well...yes...but we used to make real food before then!" and then my cousin said, "well, that was your generation" Shot. Down. Me.

Friday I went to Target---Becca and Hong-Diem did too!!--so did Dana and we saw (of course) Mike Davidson. Target Party! Then we had some old family friends over which was ok I guess, but then we went to Kim's and watched Mean Girls (REALLY HARDCORE BAD MOVIE) and then we went to the Regal and saw Bridget Jones Diary 2--there was a CD on my cup!! what was UP with that? Then we finished watching Mean Girls at Naomis.

Saturday--couch shopping! I fell in love at first sight with one and I think we're going to buy it because I won't allow any other one in my house. Then we went to Condrells! yay! And then Liz called! yay! So I got to fill her in on every craziness...and there WERE crazinesses...and then I had BUFFALO PIZZA again *drools* from Angels. And Marie came over and we watched TV--Fresh Prince of Belair and...DEGRASSI!! oh man!! It was fantastic! Then Kim came over and we got a BIZARRO Pride and Prejudice movie and Chelsea came over (girls night!) and it was...odd...we also watched another DeGrassi...*sigh* love.

And now here I am. Unfortunatly. So...my internet's down!

Welcome to Syracuse University.

Happy Thanksgiving!

So I'm home and I'm cold, but its Buffalo and snowy and my life and I love it.

Yesterday was what all good days are: full of friends and being home. It was great.

So Sunday we had a thanksgiving dinner at church and it was the typical church dinner- homeless people, priests, Congoese refugee children, and college students. It was great. Then I stayed for Echo and church and it was a great time.

Monday Sarah came!!! It was SOOOO awesome to see her!! We hung out, had a 7th Heaven party, and I did homework because I know how to have a good time. Tuesday I had French and then we found Matt B from Hamburg and Sarah drove us HOME!!!!

I looked for deer. Everytime there was a sign I would be like "Oh! Look! 5 more miles of fun!" and then I looked for deer but I didn't see any...until Sarah almost hit an already dead one on the road, but I missed it. I'm not very good at these things.

We got home at 2 and Matt's friend came and picked him up and Mark came and picked Marie and me up and we went to Starbucks!! It was so great to see them and to be in MY Starbucks again, oh love. Then...a Buffalo police car pulls up and I FREAKED OUT hoping...and then the door opened and I was grasping at the walls...and a tall black officer steps out of the car and I RACE out of the building and attack the officer!! SHAWWWWWWWWWWWN!!! He was like "I thought you were a crazy and I was going to shoot you" It was so great to see him!!! We talked and he stopped to hang out with us because he can do that type of thing instead of protecting the city, but it was so great to see him and he said he'd come yesterday but he didn't. Poop. Anyway we also got to see Ang which was great and we made plans. Then I got my hair cut (yay for being able to see!) and went to pick up my brother and see KIMBERLOO!! I also saw Martha Clark, Elyse Kennedy, Nick Rehbaum...and met Ang's boyfriend!! I love living in a village where we know every random on the street. I spent the night doing the "family thang"

Dear Buffalo Pizza,
I love you. Never leave me again.
Love,
me

Yesterday I got to sleep in, and then I headed over to Kim's house where I met up with Mark and we got to hang out with a new kareoke machine---CAN ANYONE NAME A DISNEY SONG SUNG BY A BUTTERFLY???--and then Marie came and we headed over to West where we met Meghan O and were REJECTED and not allowed in so we hung out in the car. At 2:44 we snuck in and saw lots of cool kids! and Madame, gossiped with Mr. Jarosz, and hung out with Ms. Leuchner. Yea, you know you're jealous. It was hot. No one else was there though so we'll hafta go back. Then we hung out at Kim's briefly and Christina came over then we went to my house to meet people to go to Applebees!

Mike was driving Kim and me in his hot new car and the policeman totally followed him down Delaware to yell at him in the parking lot. Hot. I called the policeman "pizza" because I have a one-track mind. Dinner was fun and yummy. I love that place. I miss CYO kids! Then Mike showed me his new house!!! Wow, Mike's suddenly rich and a gentleman to boot? What's up wierdness?

I drove Ben McCabe to new fencing...new fencing shall get its own rant at another time. it was..interesting...and it was fantastic to see Danny, Lisa, Brian, Martin, and it was cool seeing Marika, etc. and it was tres uncool seeing Joel AKA Chucky.

I drove Ben home and picked up Jessy and we headed to Spot which was a good time. I rock hardcore at driving. Elmwood and me? Best friends. I saw Tanya Sorenson and got to meet her boyfriend! She lives 20 minutes from me at home and at school. Crazy stuff. Downtown Buffalo's sweet times.

Dan, Mark, Marie, and I ended up watching "Saved!" and having a good time until WELLLLLLL into the morning and now its Turkey Day!

I'm thankful for things....but the holidays also suck when you've lost someone or someoneS over the past year soo...God Bless everyone...(and FC's mom)

I love you Daddy--I'm still your little girl!

After the Indian food night fiasco (Indian food + no bagels + ran out of milk) at Graham on Thursday, Hong-Diem and I decided it was time for a change so we went to Kimmel (the fast food dining place on campus) and I got Burger King which was exciting, but not as exciting as... BELGIAN CHOCOLATE MILKSHAKES FROM HAGGAN DAAZ!! This led me to talk about Belgium for about 20 minutes until Becca came and rescued Hong-Diem, even though she can't pronounce "Carnagie".

Then we watched Zoolander. Remember how great that movie is? And when we watched it at my parties for 2 years straight due to the single greatest fencing line of all times, "LOOK! THERE'S FABIO!" ? *sigh* Although I'm peeved with that person because its our fault that a lot of things happened and for that I'm very sorry. VERY sorry.

I hate that people are already starting for home! I'm so jealous!! Sarah's home, but that's ok because she's coming to see me THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW!!!! And Chrissy and Mike are already home? And Jason's on his way home which is upsetting because fencing's not the same without him (that's a good thing, no sabre!) but I have something only he would appreciate about another "person" and I CAN'T TELL HIM FOR A WEEK. I told Greg and Mike and they didn't even care :( Anyway, I can't wait to go home! Even though I'm going to miss Erik, Briana, and Liz so much!!

Ugh....
(i'm sure the view from heaven
beats the hell out of mine here
and if we all believe in heaven
maybe we'll make it through one more year)

Random font change...I like it.

This morning we had fencing but it was just Mike and me. Then we went to Sadler for breakfast/lunch. It was great because Mike's such a great fencer and he was helping me with my epee and it was really outstanding.

Then I was walking back and I saw a girl wearing a Ken East hoodie and I freaked out but I didn't get to talk to her.
Random times 5.

(So, do ya think you know the way I feel
And do you think you feel the way I do
Cause I am all alone, all my friends are home
And soon I'll be there wishing I was here)

How did Gerald Ford become 91 years old?!?!

I just finished watching a movie called Midwest Obsession on Lifetime. It was the best movie I've ever seen, as measured in biggest wastes of my life.

It occurs to me I haven't had a real update in like a week, and for that I apologize because I know you care. The main reason for this has been my Global Community paper and my renewed obsession with facebook in order to avoid said paper. I have 53 friends on there now! I think you should join and then be my friend. That would be great, thanks.

Also fencing became a 7 days a week-type thing. (Well...if you're special that is.) Actually we didn't have it yesterday, and we don't have it today so that was a blatent lie...but when everyone's back from break we'll start doing it every day again. Monday we went down and the stupid Tai Chi class was in our room so we got really bitter and did taps and stuff in the hall. Then we worked out and it was sad because I missed having Dana as my partner just like with Coach Harris-man-sir-dog-cat-rat-house-man. I miss him.

Oh man, I just hardcore forgot my key again. Yes, I rule. Then the phone rang and it was a private number so I thought it was a prank and when the person was like "Hey you!" I was like "ok, I'm going to hang up" and they were like "oh...I have the wrong number" and he was really shot down. Sorry dude!!! Now I feel bad. Oh well...

Yesterday we had a meeting for World Youth Day and it was Steve, Jordan and me. We go to talk about a lot of cool things and it was fun, we're good buddies. Steve might want to become a priest. Random.

When I was locked out Oprah was on and they're talking with couples who swing. Its funny because Oprah's really freaked out but she's pretending that she's not. Its good times. Uncomfortable, but good times. I actually hate Oprah. She's so obnoxious. SHUT UP OPRAH!

Yesterday was Otto the Orange's bat mitzvah. That's some pretty cool stuff because what kind of school does that? Have a bat mitzvah for an orange? Yes, a very cool one. That's right.

I can't wait to go home...Sarah's coming in three days!! And then we're going to hang out!! And then she's going to take me HOME!!
I can't wait to see you guys!! I love you all!!

Baby Killer: you know stromboli?
Baby Killer: the italian food?
Me: yea
Baby Killer: they call it strombaby....and after dipping it in marinara sauce, you violently chew and tear at it....while saying: TIME TO EAT THE BABY
BK: and I didnt make that one up
Me: =-O
Me: =-O
BK: yup
Me: =-O
Me: I think you've tramatized me
BK: hahahahaha
BK: how skilled of me
Me: haha..um..sometimes my friends...uh...have dinner parties
BK: OH NO! DINNER PARTIES!
BK: ANYTHING BUT THOSE~!
Me: I KNOW
Me: AND WE GET DRESSED UP
Me: hahahahaha
Me: and that was only one time
Me: sometimes we set off fireworks....
Me: but its Canada so its legal
BK: wow
BK: how sad
Me: ok so we don't eat babies---WHATEVER
BK: you dont know what you're missing
Me: yea...well...I'm not a sabreur
Me: luckily for me
Me: so I don't eat babies
<....>
Me: a sabreur thinks that a group of baby eating people are good people
Me: while an epeeist....does eat babies
Me: DOESN'T
BK: nope
BK: you were right in the first place
BK: you said it yourself
Me: I do not eat babies
BK: how do you know
BK: what do you do when you sleep? are you SURE you dont eat babies?
Me: well...that is a good question...
Me: except...that its not...
Me: also...sometimes I think perhaps my roommate would notice
BK: nope
Me: and wake me up saying "Kelly! you're eating babies again!"
BK: shhhhhhhhhh
BK: its possible
Me: I just asked my roommate
Me: she says I don't eat babies in my sleep
BK: yes you do
BK: I saw you once...I was out in the quad for a walk
BK: and saw you gnawing on a baby foot
BK: it was sadistic
Me: but I wasn't in my sleep!
BK: yes it was
BK: eyes closed
BK: mumbling with moutfuls of mutalated flesh
BK: it was terrible, Kelly....terrible
Me: ohhhh well...you know how it is
Me: sometimes I forget
BK: mmm
Me: but how did I make it back up the stairs in my sleep while dripping baby guts?
Me: that's gotta be impressive
BK: ate every last bit
Me: you got to get me some credit there


...oh well, at least I'm not a sabrist!!!!....

I am so very sick of this.
Of it all.
I just want it to stop...

I'm so very sick of our ridiculous fighting. I hate fighting. I hate it, its simply stupid and it needs to end. Right now. The stupidest part is that no one's even fighting. Everyone's just like "I hate the fighting, make it STOP" and then WHY IS IT STILL GOING ON? NO ONE IS FIGHTING! QUIT IT! NOBODY HATES ANYBODY! WE'RE FRIENDS. SOMETIMES YOU MIGHT FORGET THAT, BUT I DO NOT. We're best freaking friends. We don't fight.

I just scheduled for classes. My required IR class was all full except the discussionless hell from 8-9:20 twice a week. Oh well. That's better then my schedule this semester. I have Critical Issues in the US (MAX), French 202, International Relations, Writing (ick), and Age of Jefferson and Jackson. I miss American History. I like those classes except for writing. Oh well there's worse things.

I can't wait to go home......or can I? No, I can't. It makes me sick to think that I might not want to. MAKES ME SICK.

It just makes me so pissed that some people can say things to other people and the rest of us can condem it but it still makes us miserable and hated and is officially ruining this week. Only one person said something, its nothing to HATE US ALL FOR. WE DO NOT AGREE. THIS IS SO STUPID. C'est merde noire. C'est stupide.

To make things all better I have "Loss of a Loved One" holiday counsiling at church tonight. wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

I HIGHLY suggest no one piss me off anymore today or I can't be held responsible for my actions

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!!!
Dear Sarah Hyers,
I love you so much, and I want you to have the happiest birthday in the entire world because you deserve it and I miss you so much.
Have I mentioned that I'm going to see you in SIX DAYS??????????
And that we're going to PARTY?
Saraaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, you're such a pickpocket. And you're in love with a crazy French boy...and your party last year was INSANE.
And I miss you.
I'm wearing my French scarf today in honor of you!!! And my Belgian socks!!!
<3333BELGIUM<33333
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!
Love,
Kelly (& Elric)

Once again...I love the weekend. Why does it ever have to end?

Friday I did nothing and it was WONDERFUL. Of course I should have done homework, but instead I wrote letters and did nothing and it was fun. Then Becca, Hong-Diem and I went to dinner and Jason joined us once he got his stalker out of his room. There was NO GOOD FOOD and the bagel toasters were off---cold bagels ruin my life. Then we went to fencing and Greg came and it turns out I never lunge in my life. Or parry. Or have the ability to fence.

RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU REMEMBER WHEN I COULD LUNGE! I need people to write me letters to the club here to tell them that I really do know what I'm doing because they don't know. Its ok though, because they suck anyway. Suck at life, not at fencing like me.

You know what's really funny? That the majority of my guy friends here make fun of me for my weapon and my fencing ability wheren the guys at home make fun of me for different reasons. The other day Mike and Jason were talking about how they both (had) facial hair and that made them cool...and I was the only person there without facial hair!!!!!!! At home this would have been the key time to mention that I am a Yetti and say that I'm the hairest thing they know!!!! And THEN on Friday Jason and Greg were mad because I AM NOT ANGRY ENOUGH!!!! I told Brian that I'm not angry enough and he laughed for 3.4 years. anyway, that was my wierd thought.

Then I slacked out of bowling because I'm a tired, and terrible person.

Saturday we had fencing again--the four of us as usual and then we went to Sadler and ate breakfast because we were hungry. It was fun and they had good food, but they're jerks so why do I hang out with them?? Also, they're baby killers. Except for Greg! Then I did homework and went to dinner with Becca and Alexis. Then I went down to the church retreat which was really nice but no one really cares. It was wonderful though....and Jordan and I got to hang out. Turns out he has a car!!! If you're going to Bishop McNulty....TELL HIM I SAID HI!

Mass this morning, we had a baptism and two confirmations. Really cool stuff. We sat in a big group because we're popular. I voted for Steve and Jordan for liasons between parish council and the students....because we're going to Germany/Switzerland together!! woot.

Then I was late for fencing...but there was ANOTHER EPEEIST THERE. I died of happiness. I love Epee. It RULES.

and you know it does.

and now I must do homework for the next 17.4654 years.

Birds Would Be Funnier If Fatter
by Matt Finley

What do Edgar Alan Poe, Alfred Hitchcock, and Mr. Snuffalufagus all have in common (besides the obvious Nixon connection)? Oh, and it's not the cocaine thing either. And the hooker thing counts as a subdivision of the Nixon thing. And it has nothing to do with the soviets.

Okay. Fuck it. It's birds.

I was gellin' at the park the other day, wearing a poncho and pretending that I was Tor-Nak, Queen of the Birds, when I surveyed my subjects and realized that they're all relatively thin. Sure, there are some fat pigeons. But none that are slobbering around in a pool of creamer, sucking on the blubber chunks that roll up into their mouths when they exhale fat. I want befeathered gravy-bleeding manatees that chirp like a climaxing James Earl Jones. Instead, I get chickadees, the avian equivalent of Warwick Davis.

Science tells us that a bird's high metabolism is what keeps it looking relatively svelte. Science also tells us that there's a hole in the "O-Zone" "Layer" and that crack is whack and that the Earth has an "O-Zone" "Layer." If I listened to science, I'd be wearing a bio-hazard suit every time I went air-guitaring in the Uranium mines. But then I wouldn't get cool nicknames like Moe Glow or Sterility. I'd be Suit Guy or Guy Who Went Into Elliot's House and Fucked Around with E.T. at the End of the Movie "E.T." When E.T. Gets All Sick and Turns the Color Of a Necco Wafer.

Needless to say, I want to create a fat bird. A bird so fat that it is not only unable to fly, but is, for all intensive purposes, completely immobile. I want to name this bird Big Papa Sloppy and dress it in a variety of hats. Hats for all occasions: pirate hats, cowboy hats, police hats, top hats, and maybe, like, some kind of head-shaped novelty hat so when you looked at him you would initially mistake the hat for his head and his actual head for some kind of head-shaped novelty scarf. On Thursdays he would wear a leprechaun hat.

I want to place Big Papa in front of backgrounds that correspond to the hats with captions that correspond to the backgrounds.

One large and lonely Monday could find Papa Sloppy poised (although technically his diameter will prevent him from ever actually "poising" in any literal sense) in front of an Old West motif, decked out in the aforementioned cowboy hat and a twinkling Sheriff's badge. The caption could read, "Yee-Haw, Sheriff Sloppy is a fatty bird. Whoah Nelly!" Or maybe the pirate regalia would suit Papa better: "Avast there Matey, Captain Sloppy is a fatty bird, Ahoy!"And don't forget leprechaun Thursdays: "Papa O'Sloppy is a fatty bird, Ahoy!"

People tell me that to attempt this without "accidentally" "murdering" Papa would be an exercise in futility. However, I know for a fact that, on at least five separate occasions, similar circumstances were imposed upon Mr. Marlon Brando who was fed éclair filling and half-and-half for seven weeks before being photographed in a baseball cap eating Lunchables out of a trough.

Then he made "The Island of Dr. Moreau."

What other evidence do you require?! Take the lid off the Crisco and the canary out of the cage ... now combine them ... no, the other way, so that the Crisco's in the canary. EWWW. No, by way of its mouth, you Squeed.

It's a Fatty Bird Revolution! AHOY!

*sigh* I love that kid

My baby (no, not that one) is DEAD!
:-(

So for Christmas I got an epee from my Dad....but no offense to my Daddy but it was never the best epee in the world. For example the bellguard was made out of tin....and the blade was wrong, and the tip's ghetto, but it was my epee and I love it.

Sometimes I fence epee a lot against Mike. Mike's very good. He's also strong and when his electric epee hits my tin bellguard it leaves marks. Yesterday he was hitting so that the bellguard kept moving in on my fingers and trapping them. This isn't a good thing. His epee was dying too so we had an epee fixing party and I got a hammer and was fixing my bellguard but it wasn't really working...so then Mike took it apart and started hammering. This attracted the interest of a certain BABY KILLING SABRIST who happens to have a strong aversion to epees. He took a bellguard from the club bellguard thing and fixed my epee...and its really beautiful. It is. And its safe now. And the rest of it was going to die anyway. I needed a new epee. Now I don't need to buy a new one...

but then for payment they took my bellguard...and they...they...they KILLED IT!!!!

They made it into an ashtry :-( and they don't even smoke. Then Jason took the scalp of my baby and made it into a necklace.
They're awful people, really. Baby killers! All of them! Except for Greg.

Yesterday I went to a top secret College Democrats meeting which I was specially invited to! It was crazy times. Then I went to fencing. Then I went to Daymcracy. (yay Day!) Remember when the 7th Floor NEVER has anything to report?

So, I guess that's my life. That and being stalked. Meghan saw him yesterday outside of class picking berries off the trees outside of the auditorium.

And this is my life....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM!!

wait...what's that sound?

*flush* *slam* Whoosh!
*flush* *slam* WHOOSH!

...kimberleeee....kimberlaaaa...kimberleee...kimberLAAAAAAA!!...

kimber....*meeeeeeeeeeeee!*

Oh Twirp, you're my favorite and you're really cute and I really wish I could have been with you on your birthday but I'm glad I got to talk to you and I hope you had a wonderful day!!! And always remember:

YOU ARE CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!
And innocent. And I'm your bodyguard and I'll protect you and we all love you!
(except for bad people--don't listen to them ever)
I LOVE YOU KIM!!!

So I woke up this morning, glanced out the window and there was this stuff all over the ground so once, using my keen Buffalo sense, I realized what it was, I couldn't wait to share with my Californian (CALIFORNIA!) roommate so as soon as her alarm went off I was like..."look out the window" and she jumped up and freaked out---I'm glad you're happy Becca!!!

But the snow was gone by the time I got out of drinking my daily coffee so it was ok. Classes were boring, but it was when I got home that interesting things started happening. For instance I found out that I am a bad friend.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!! *picks up books*
Remember when we had your birthday party in the summer last year?? And remember when we used to hang out all the time because you secretly lived in my boyfriend's house? And I would be looking for him and you'd be like "I was wondering where they are, I'm in their house and no one's here!" Anyway, I miss you Steeeeeeeeeeve!! You're awesome!! Thank you for getting me started in blogger world! You're the inspiration! I used to mark my life by your entries!! I miss your website :(

Also, I found out that I'm not the only person at SU being stalked!!! Turns out Jason has a stalker too!!! Which I feel bad about, but I mean...now I have someone to talk to about stalking issues!!! But why us?? I mean....we're the ones with the weapons!

Later I sold beer at the basketball game. Guys, SU is the king of basketball. I sold beer with some of the ladies from Saturday and we had the easiest day ever because another guy came too and my supervisor was the good looking guy from before and it was really fun. The other group just sulked, but we had fun. Sometimes I don't remember basketball because the last time I went to games had to be when Bill Ewing was playing for Nichols...what was that---my Mrs. Galas years. That's a good 11 years. Anyway so it turns out that after 5 minutes of the half has passed then you must send out your dancers. Its the rules. Good times. I hope we win the championships. That would be fun. I also hope that James Mallory decides to come to Syracuse next year. That would be so awesome.


And now some scary facts: "Nearly 70% of Bush's supporters believe the US has come up with "clear evidence" that Saddam was working closely with Al Qaeda. A third of the president's supporters believe weapons of mass destruction were found in Iraq. And more than a third believe that a substantial majority of world opinion supported the US-led invasion"
~The New York Times, today, discussing a recent survey by the Program on International Policy Attitudes at the University of Maryland.

There's so much anger inside of me.

I would like to add that I LOVE Sarah Hyers even though she's a pickpocket and in love with a crazy French boy.


I also love and miss Janet Seel!! we're partying HARD CORE soon!

Stalker Update: still not dead, but still recieving emails.

My weekend's been really fun and busy. Friday I went to the More House and Steve made us this AMAZING dinner of this awesome garlic pasta and the best bread I've ever had in America and a special sauce and cookies and "sparkling grape juice" (haha) and a salad. It was a real meal and it was soooooooo good. Then we watched "Life Is Beautiful" which was really good. Then he drove us home. It was lovely. Steve and I are friends because we're going to Germany/Switzerland together this summer--yay!

Saturday I worked as a food runner from 8:30 until 3:30 for the last football game--no beer. It was really scary because a guy had an epilectic seizure right outside our window after buying a hot dog and it was really scary. We had to close down (and I continued to run). He was ok though. It was extremely tiring but well... $7.90 an hour, you do the math.

Afterwards Hong-Diem.....and Becca and me (we hafta be seperate because we wear scarves) went to the mall and BECCA AND I bought really nice scarves. They're sooooooooooooooo soft and nice :) then we went and saw "The Incredibles" at the movies which was really funny. I recommend it. There's nothing like Belize in the summer. That's what I always say. hahaha. Then we hung out on the bus and Becca told our fortunes. Then we ran back to our dorm to avoid the drunkards. hahaha what a good time.

This morning I got to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep in which was wonderful and then I went to fencing. Mike's home for the weekend so I had to open the loft to get my stuff all by myself. After 20 minutes of futile attempts Jason got sick of not having anyone to fence and opened it for me (with the use of a broken sabre blade--they're good for something!) (Aw, does anyone remember when Steve used to use old fencing blades to grow his plants?? And when he made his own pommels? And when he was the best person in the entire world and I miss him more than anything--save for my father, of course??) Henceforth, he's (Jason...I guess...Steve too!) my hero. haha Then Matt came and I fenced epee with him which was fun because its epee then since Jason had saved me before I had to fence sabre and then George came in and I fenced foil with Matt while Jason and George fenced sabre.....hahaha..

What I wish I could do:
parry
circle parry
attack
continue attacking
hit on valid target area
lunge
have good form
fence appropriately for the weapon I'm fencing
foil
epee
uh...sabre.


and also calc, but that doesn't fit on the list. Remember when there was a time when I could fence? Remember when I really honestly knew foil?? Do you?? Because people here don't know that I really DID know it. But I diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid. *whimpering*

ok homework time. Also I think I should call Sam because he's a loser and STILL hasn't called me back.

Sooo....Becca, Hong-Diem and I were walking through the scary tunnel to get back from dinner, and it was dark outside with these huge windows facing what's pretty much a cliff, and we had just seen one of my three (or four if you count Steve, my personal cabdriver) stalkers and we were talking about how scary it would be if we saw someone out there...which made me scream and cover my face.

Then Becca decided that it would be funny that if one morning when she was still asleep if suddenly the hand (of one of our neighbors in the room below us) slapped onto our window. I declared that I would officially scream bloody murder for a week. You know the Simpsons episode where he is hypnotized and he goes back to when he's 7 and then he starts screaming and can't stop? That would be me.

Anyway...when we got back to our room Becca was like "you know that phrase 'don't frown because you never know who's falling in love with your smile'? Yea, maybe you should stop smiling." (why does this only work for attracting STALKERS???)

on that note I highly recommend this website because I keep dying laughing.

Um...so I got another e-mail today....he wants to get together over the weekend :-/ ...?


Annnnnnnnnnyway, I would like to again reiterate my love for Jon Stewart (Becca also thinks that I say I love too many people....haha its funny because its true!) America: The Book! is AWESOME.... here's a quote:

"Jefferson, you're on the two. Hamilton? You get the ten. I'm calling dibs on the one. That's all me, baby. What's that, Adams? You wanted the one? All right, that's it: You don't get to be on anything. That's right, I'm taking back the quarter. Anyone else want to complain? I didn't think so."
~George Washington, 1789
Remember when I hated Washington and Hamilton a whole lot because I was a superbig nerd? yea me too.

and here's another which may sound familiar, "I'M MAD AS HELL AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!"
Its from the Media section...my God....the book's just...perfection.

So I actually have plans for tonight (no, not with HIM) so I'm excited. I better...sit around and do nothing.

mission accomplished.

Memo to the Cove: What went on those days/I've missed you so much/All those times/That we drank way too much
Everything's gonna be alright/Let's everybody get along tonight/There's nothing wrong with peace and unity
Cuz thats what makes a person free/To be themselves and thats what we need
What's going on these days/I haven't seen you in so long/What went on those days/Why weren't we getting along
Now that you're back
I'm so happy to see you...
~Mest~
I love you guys!
Camping Countdown: 52 days :)

I'm still upset...but I got some good and random news in the mail....a letter encouraging me to sign up for sophmore classes....yeaaaa AP classes. So I had my advising today and if I petition the Biology department then I can get out of a lab class and then I only have to take one math (hahhahaaha...or NOT) or science class....and that would be Diseases and Human Evolution---ANTHROPOLOGY!!! Anyway if I can do that then I can take any two classes in the entire world. I wanted to take Dutch but they didn't have it. It made me sad. I can't wait to get out of calc. Today was the test from hell...oh God, it was hours long and I didn't finish...just what I need...another failing grade in that class. Merde. well....I promise to never take another math class again.

you know whats fun? when politics rip apart your friends...oh wait, I didn't mean fun. I meant really shitty.

Last night I had dinner at church with some really cool kids and it was fun. I liked the part where they supported Kerry.... I like liberal Catholic churches..then I did web works and went to fencing. Mike's mad at me (for a good reason!!) so he made me teach Dave--doing footwork and parries= good fun. Then since I suck at fencing he made me do my other personal hell--sabre. hahaha. oh well. But then Jason was really nice (shock!) and did epee with me!!! But he had to do pistol because our French grips are sooo wierd and that just made him angry. (It would make me angry too) But it was nice to fence someone who wasn't "Chief" for once!! Because losing EVERY bout to Mike really does a number on one's self esteem--not that I beat Jason....but I beat him before our bout. Then I went to Daymocracy (yay day!) and then I curled up and watched my Jon Stewart because I needed him to make me laugh. I love him.

But the real party of the night was when Becca and I were talking....Becca, you really aren't good at getting the POINT of the story. Jeez. Anyway, Becca was telling me how she's noticed I have a lot of stalkers and that she's actually alittle afraid to live with me....and then she was like "oh my God." And she remembered the mysterious hand and face print on our window...from the outside...and um, we're on the 7th Floor...and was like "THE HAND PRINT!" and then we both screamed and then she left so I screamed down the hall "DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" It was really scary!! When she came back and I was huddled in the dark she was like "oh, so you mean I don't have a single yet?" Thanks, have another cookie.

The last time I listened ot Nine Inch Nails? Well...that's got to be...oh yes, April....its not my "happy music". (haha, remember when I first got this CD? From Dana "BUFF STATE" haha, oh life...could it BE more random?) (and remember when Ria gave me the Nine Inch Nail for my birthday??) (and remember that birthday party? That was one crazy party!!!)

I'm going now...

F**k you george bush.

F**k you and I hope you die. i can't believe that we elected you for once.

i can't believe it. i just don't understand. i honestly dont know what people are thinking.

well, i guess they weren't thinking.

allow me to share some scary stats with you: george bush does not have the mandate of the people. george bush does not care and has never cared about the people. he has a republican majority in the house and senate and can do whatever he wants including going to war and killing innocent people. what? you don't like that! well then don't reelect him...oh wait!! he CAN'T be reelected (thank GOD!) so he doesn't CARE what you think! that man is going to do anything including taking away more of our rights and freedoms in the name of "terrorism" and you elected him. and now he doesn't have to appease you. yes, that's right, those last four years of hell? that was when he NEEDED your vote. imagine what he can do now.

I simply don't understand what would warrent a vote for him. I simply don't. He's a moron, alcoholic, liar who dodged the draft, send innocent people to die, killed record numbers of people using the death penalty, ruined the economy, is going to renew the patriot act, cut taxes for the rich making the people who need the money pay for them, made the deficit the largest in history and LIES DAILY TO THE AMERICAN PEOPLE.

I tried explaining to Vincent why i was so upset and he said he'll probably be kicked out of the country soon. i told him I'm coming with him(--but i'll head up north because I'm not a southern french girl.) then i tried to explain about the electoral college and he said, and i quote
"I thought this was a democracy! where your vote is supposed to count?!"





enjoy your president, suckers. I'll be in France.

(if his majesty will let me out)

If you are still undecided then we need to have a little chat. I need to you all to do me a favor and VOTE tomorrow. This seriously is extremely important and last time the election was decided by 357 votes in Florida. If 357 people more had gotten out to vote (or actually, the way it happened if they had been allowed to vote/ voted the way they meant to) then the world would be a very different place right now. 357. That's less then the graduating class of Kenmore West last year. That's not even half of the people living in my dorm. That's probably the size of some lecture classes. Think about it. You really do make a difference. Make sure you get out to vote and all your friends and everyone you know get out to vote as well. I'll be out campaigning in Flint tomorrow..haha, I'm cool. Anyway....
VOTE!!!
Since you all know how I stand I just figured I'd do some remembering of February. You may remember the primaries....IOWA CAUCUS PARTY!! That was so much fun. It seriously was. But we were all for Dennis Kucinich except for Marie who was for Howard Dean...then Howard Dean was the forerunner, but we were all cheering for the Elf. ("Kucinich is a Keebler Elf and all the cookies are on hold while he's campagning"- Kim) Then we all know what happened "YEAAAAAAAAAOOWWWHHH"
So then we had to switch to a real candidate... aw, remember Gephardt with his "Gephardt!" signs?

Then we went to see the hottest man alive....remember this day guys??
We're so cool and we didn't even die even though I can't give directions! lol. We're so cool!
So yesterday after school [sic] eventually we made it down to New World Records/ Spot and then we headed down to the Polish Cadet Center on Grant St. They put me in the back of the car and locked me in and wouldn't let me out and some guy tapped on the back when I was in it and I was scared. And then we parked at Tops and Liz didn't kill the baby! And then we went in but we just missed entry on the second floor so we headed up to the balcony but there were these huge flags blocking our view and we couldn't move them in violation of the Patriot Act (not getting started on that) So WONDERFUL Briana went downstairs and found us standing room on the stairs so that we were 20 feet from Edwards and we had an AWESOME view of his back. And if we ducked and he turned we could see his face but that only happened once and I had my camera ready and the guy in front of me turned his head into my camera. Thanks bud! But yea I complained really loud and then he walked by later. Oops. So Edwards was amazing. His speech was really good and I love him. If he was our president our country would be in such good shape!! He was funny too... he doesn't want to lose to stupid Kerry or of course Bush. The crowd was really big and some people on the stairs were really rude (I.e. loud man on cell phone "HELLO? YES! I'M AT AN EDWARDS RALLY! EDWARDS!! RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT!") Anyway, it was really really fun and it was wonderful and everyone should vote for him. So we headed out and bought some cool pins because we are cool! We saw Jane and her dad in the parking lot! They were in the overflow room! Then we headed back to Spot to get Briana's car and we hung out there and we didn't gossip. I don't know what Naomi's talking about!! We just chatted. Sometimes about Politics...oh yes... I remember now... it wasn't GOSSIP. I NEVER GOSSIP.

That was some crazy times. That Monday liz and I got jumped coming home from school, so you know this was a crazy week! Then the next weekend we had a huge economics project do but instead I wrote this entry...

I just got back from seeing John Kerry (well not really, I just got back from CYO) but John Kerry was really great. Don't get me wrong, I'm still an Edwards supporter, but if Edwards can't get as much support as he needs and he only ends up as VP that will be fine. I feel much better after hearing Kerry speak. I agree with him a lot more than I thought I did. Anyway, Naomi called me and she said that Kerry was going to be at the Ellicot Square building so we called some people but only Marie and me ended up going...if you didn't get a call don't feel bad! It was just a spur of the moment thing!! We got there just in time to not hafta line up across the street. We bought buttons that match our Edwards buttons and he gave us free stickers (+5 points) but he wanted us to get hit by cars (-5 points) Ellicot Square Building is much prettier than the Polish Cadet Center (+10 points) but on the columns there was an irregular pattern and one of the statues was missing a head (- 5 points, -5 points) There were huge flags (-2) but they weren't blocking anyone (+10) we got good seats and we were close and we made a new friend named John who's a ravenous Kerry fan and Rochester supporter (and he had really really blue eyes) (+10) but we hadta wait outside for a long time while Secret Service searched everyone and it was cold (-18) He spoke about the issues I care about (education, international affairs, the patriot act, bringing the troops home, seperation of church and state, ralph nader) and he spoke about them the way I wanted him too (+50 points) but it was cold in the building, the people in front of us had huge heads and he made us wait an hour and a half (-50 points) He also doesn't look so bad in real life! He doesn't look like a corpse! (+3) but he's no hot Edwards (-3) and we got interviewed by WBEN 930 AM radio (+20 us) and we're hot (+100)
So the score is:
US: 120
Kerry:0
Edwards: 25 (?)
Kucinich: Elf
Sharpton: EXTREMELY UNVIABLE (-infinity)
Bush: Moron (-infinity)
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Quotes of this weekend:
*"The only person who deserves to be laid off is George Bush"- Kerry
*"What is this crap?"- Rep. Louise Slaughter (D, Buffalo)
*"Kelly thinks you're fat"
*"Starbucks is to awesome as Kim is to innocent"
*"Remember when Kim's family walked in and they were like here?"
*"Look! They're double cousins!"
*Kim and Brian making faces at each other
*our friend John!!!!!!!!

Anyway, that was THAT weekend.

Here are my feelings of January, 2004:
On Vote 2004:
Bush is a moron.
Kucinich rocks my socks, but looks like an elf.
Kerry swore, but is cool.
Clark is a general, but I like his eyes?
Dean's nose and chin (I love that word) are funny.
Liberman's a Repub in disguise.
Al Sharpton's face makes me laugh... "Hi, I'm Al Sharpton and I hate white people and Jewish people!"
and John Edwards is very cool!!!
Vote Edwards or Kucinich!!! :)


So the moral is we've come a long way baby, through the good times in the bad.

Kerry and Edwards---so happy together!!!!!
... in the White House.

Make it happen. We can do it.
We are we are the youth of a nation!!!!!!!