The Pope's not doing well. At all. I'm really worried for him.

Um, so yesterday DO and Erik came to visit and we went to the mall with Jason. We got dinner and then played video games and they got a bat and beat me with it! you heard me. Then we shopped for awhile. The boys got along well. TOO well. We got back and they were like "let's go hang out with Jason more" so we talked to him online until we decided to head down to the junction and get milkshakes. Then they got bored. And RA-ful. So we field tripped to Jasons' and then to my room where we hung out until late.

Bad things occured, so I just want you to know that I hate men. Oh, and those posts on the cove weren't me.

This morning we went to IHOP and it was 25% off for students. whoo! OINK! Erik and my marriage is finally final! Then they left and my head is recovering from the blows. haha jerks.

History class today was funny because we were talking about Tocqueville and the teacher knows my hatred for him and kept mentioning it and then looking at me and laughing. Then he asked some question about him, and it was an easy one! and no one answered. And to be honest, I haven't done the reading, so I BSed from what I remember from last year and it was THE BEST ANSWER. Damn.

Fencing occurances are clearing up and that's good, I hope. Linda's coming back next month!! I'm thrilled. She'll kick some butt into shape.

There's a new girl in fencing here, and she's my best friend ever. Yesterday since we were at the mall with DO and Erik, she was the only girl (with Mike, Dave, and Alod--new guy) which is SO WIERD because there hasn't been a girl who isn't me there in HOW long, so its funny. I haven't even scared her off yet!

bye.

ps hey, does anyone read this?

I'm too lazy to rewrite the perfect description of my spring break that is Marie's livejournal: so czech it out because it was a GREAT time.

After Marie left, liz, Naomi and I did the freedom trail and it was AWESOME. Paul Revere didn't like liz's language. We saw a whole bunch of people and John Adam's everything. Except like, his house. But that's ok. Then Naomi left and Liz and I got dinner next to my future husband: an extrodinarily hot Flemish man. That's why I love liz- we are secretly the same person. I was like "Liz, there's something I need to tell you" and she was like "I know, and oh man" and we freaked out and talked about french fries...and then felt bad because they're Belgian. He was there with his hot austraillian friend. It was outstanding. Unfortunatly I think I accidently KIND OF mentioned how Flemish isn't a real language in front of them before we knew he was Belgian.

I didn't get to fence any girls when I went back to B-lo and I was sad :( but I kicked Brian's butt. I NEVER get to fence girls. Today's Jason's birthday (he's 100 years old aka 20) so we went to dinner on Marshall. We had a plan to go to every restaurant on the street (in an effort to show how ghetto the city is) but the milkshakes at Cosmos did us in--Death by Milkshake. Then we did some pretty crazy things on the way back that I shant go into. There was awhile at one of the restaurants that we had the following conversation:

Jason:...yea so I almost died that night...
Mike: you can almost picture an angel sitting there picking a flower "dead...not dead...dead..."
Jason: no, the angels were probably throwing bricks
Kelly: maybe that's what a hangover is! Bricks thrown by angels!
Boys: *stare* Cooper. Don't talk.
Jason: you can only speak now in sign language and...Swahili.
Kelly: *excited* SI SI WA TO TO TU WA KENYA!!!! *rambles in Swahili*

Anyway, that's my life. I think its also Leslie's birthday?? HAPPY BIRTHDAY LESLIE! I'm going to say that she's ALSO 20. That's the plan and I'm sticking to it.


( ps I said I'd write about the craziest 10 seconds of my life )

Whoo! Spring Break! Whoo! Its snowing.

So apparently I just don't go to class anymore. Writing was cancelled all week, French was cancelled Wednesday and Thursday due to midterms, IR was cancelled this morning, History was cut short...I just didn't have any classes this week. It was pretty crazy. I'm not complaining. Luckily my IR class was cancelled (I can use the bonus points for showing up) because while I was leaving the buliding, Mike called and needed me to help him out and then I fixed up my essay and got breakfast. Pretty sweet.

So I handed in my MAX essay. I love that class, and today's class was pretty cool too. There were only 7 of us and we were talking about globalization (of course) and Richie got into this Class of Cultures thing and I was like "yeah Huntington's Paradimes" Speaking of which! Krugman was on the Daily Show yesterday! I was freaking out because we had to read him last semester and he's really cool.

Jordan just called. We're leaving around three...so I should get home around 7? (Its a 2 and a half hour ride...) And then I'm going to try to run over to Shannon's Pub to hang out with cool fencers! hopefully! then Starbucks tonight? I'm so excited.

I'm pretty pumped up for life right now.

We were talking about the salt museum in Syracuse and my incredibly cool, nerdy, professor was trying to convince us that it was a fun way to spend the afternoon and then he said, "If you've got nothing better to do...you should move out of Syracuse." We were talking about the Erie Canal and I was all excited. Whoo Buffalo. Then he talked about how the Irish Catholics came to work on it creating a lot of tension between Catholics & Protestents. And we have to email him each week about the reading but I didn't do the reading (DAMN YOU TOCQUEVILLE) so I emailed him about how there are a lot of Catholics in Buffalo. I was like "in conclsion, Buffalo is cool". He emailed me back and said, " Yes, the canal . . . and the wings . . . and maybe the waterfall . . . but not the Bills." and I was sad.

Sadly, that was not the only email I recieved yesterday. I actually got TWO from the stalker. Why does he think that I suddenly want to hear from him? Remember when I said that I don't want to hear from him? That doesn't just mean for 5 weeks. That means FOREVER. Seriously. I don't understand why he suddenly thinks I care. Like the first one I was like "ok, its about our anthro class last semester. Maybe its just this one" But the second one was wondering if I think that US leadership or Chinese unelected leadership is better! What the hell? I don't care! Then he sent me one that was like "Its almost spring break and I'm really sad and want a girlfriend. Do you have any single friends?" And that almost made me feel bad for him. But not really. And then I got a truly CLASSIC stalker email.

once i asked the ichthyology professor how to cook a shark. he doesn't know. if i were a professor in fishery biology, besides knowledge on the anatomy, physiology, distribution, and fishery management of a fish, i could also tell how to cook it and how the taste is. how do you think?

did I mention he's a forestry student?

Speaking of which, my favorite ESFer is picking me up in a few hours so I guess I'll get ready to go!
I'll be home tonight->early Wednesday morning so please call me and hang out with me if you're home too!
This means: Briana, Brian, Phil, Meghan O, Marie, Kim, and YOU.
After that, Marie and I are shipping out to BOSTON to see Liz, Naomi, and JOHN ADAMS. I'm cool. Too bad losers are in the West Indies and are too cool to party with us!

Have a great break! I hate those of you heading to places where you don't need coats. (and those of you who can't pronounce "carnegie" who DON'T like when I call you during break. :p)

Alright, I think I have to say something about this. I may not be there, but I'm PISSED OFF about the events of last night. I'm making a rule: if you are a moron you are NOT allowed to say Steve's name. You're just not allowed to. And you know what? OK, I got here and I had to start learning competition, and the guys start saying things that go directly against my teachings and I can do those things here (well, I can try) and I can do what's right at home. Because we are a classical school. We have morals, ethics, and a freaking code of conduct. Seriously, there is NO need for a Board of Directors--this is a Democracy! I trust Brian! I trust Shawn! I especially trust Lisa! :) and above all, I trust Dan! He's been doing this almost as long as I've been ALIVE. Joel CANNOT go around talking about Danny, Brian, or Steve. Steve loved us. He loved Les Amis. I loved Steve, we loved Steve, and if you loved Les Amis and Steve you wouldn't be pulling the shit that you've been pulling. That's all there is to it. I'm coming on Monday, and I'm going to start kicking some butt (and Lisa and I are going to work on THE PLAN) and then we're going to Spot, right? yes? please?

Also, besides being one of the worst people I know, he's a HORRIBLE fencer. And he smells bad too.

Thanks for everyone who's been keeping me informed about this situation, I really appreciate it.

Moving on, fencing here's good. I think it was the three of us almost every day this week. Its cancelled tonight because Jason went home. Mike and I were going to work, but we're going to do homework instead. (gahhhh, my muscles are SO sore) Their new thing is to make me do footwork/lunges ALL the time. Ok, so maybe I suck at them and need the work. But I'm excited about the vacation. And on Monday, I'm going to fence GIRLS!!! whoo! The boys are nice, and when its one on one, its really fun. Like, Jason and I talk all the time online (I'm actually going to have to write my essay soon because he's not online) and Mike's so funny, I love hanging out with them. But when the two of them are together they make fun of me SO bad. Its funny, but I miss having a girl around. Come on, so it takes me awhile to change, and I can't fence, at least I fence epee! So what if Mike's better then me?! Sometimes Matt comes, and that's cool because he'll fence with me while the guys fence sabre. Just wait til the Wellsley friend comes back. Then the guys'll be nice to me! Also, its funny, because Jason didn't burn down my room last night.

Back to old school fencing--guess who said hi to me via my mom who was hanging out with his mom at karate?!?! KEVIN KERR!! He's NOT in France!! He's at BUFF STATE! Still dating the French girl, and wow, I'm excited. He hasn't fenced since Steve died--but it could be worse, he could be at the other club. Wow, sometimes Kevin has a lot in common with other people in my life and it FREAKS ME OUT. alot.

But I'm not over the Les Amis drama...I'm actually pretty upset with Brian too. I wish he would be nicer and NOT LISTEN TO JOEL. He's a good fencer--he's better then Joel! I'm going to go kick his butt in epee when I get home. I wish Les Amis fencers could fence my guys here. Mike would really like to fence Brian I think. And I really want to see Sam v. Stratton. hahaha, I called him Stratton. I don't honestly know who would win. (SAM'S STILL LES AMIS IN MY EYES DAMNIT) Jason said he'll fence Kevin McMahan into submission. I say let's do it.

Liz and I are going to France and we're going to work with a Master there and come back and kick everyone (who we're mad at)'s butts. Its going to be sweet.

HOME TOMORROW!!!!!!!!

I miss Steve. And Matt. And Brian. And Sam. And Kevin. And Adam. And Linda. And everyone...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Diz, there's so much I have to say that I'm going to forget a lot of it, but I have to try to get some out. Let's see, it all started in first grade in Mrs. Miller's class. And then we were in girl scouts together. You're not a full month older than me!!!!!!!!! Only...30 days, 23 hours and 45 minutes!!! Since then we've had too many good times. France. Girl Scouts. Fencing. The Cute Team. Encampments. Belgium! Joe. Your cousin. Taking an AP English test, and then going to France. Erie County Chorus. Chorus homerooms. WWII Veteren Dolphin. Getting almost hit by that snow plow. Getting jumped. Christmas Carols. Music lessons. Mrs. Noble's 4th grade class and THE STORY. Climbing on the tree in your backyard! Sleepovers. THE GAME--you're so stupid...you! ohhhh! When you went to Greece and we did that every hour...ish :) Barbs. Ape. Dinners after GSs. Greek Festivals. Not knowing what you're getting for your birthday. Not fighting ever for 13 years. Walking to and from school forever. Moving to live closer to me. Starbucks. AP Bio flashcards! The tea with honey in it! You being a Madame (whore) Early Morning Lab. All the secrets we keep from each other. hahhaa. Fencing people thinking we're cousins. The worst project day ever in freshmen year. Road trip to Ohio: Ashtab/Astabula, the gay bar. plumpmobile, John Edwards. Gay people and Mike people loving you! Our bathroom in Paris. BLUE! Say Say oh playmate, come out and play with me! and bring your dollys three, climb up my apple tree, slide down my rain barrel, into the celler door, and we'll be jolly friends, forever more 1..2..3..4! Simple Plan concerts...BSB concerts! Warped Tourletters :) when we couldn't say the word "pink". visiting Stuh! George/horses/noses. Gossip. forks. driving around. BRAD. the club. Sitting under the Eiffel Tower. Mad hot French Quotes: “We’re going out on the town tonight and its fun because I’m not wearing pants!” Chin you—chin you FOREVER! Plastic tubes in Charles de Gaulle! Twingos! THE BELGIAN TOILET!!! (coming out and screaming and little old Flemish ladies thinking I'm nuts)MANDATE! DES VACHES! MOO! MOU-TONS! BAHHH!The “Hermaphrodite” at the museums. The tourist on the Champs-Elysee! “Now we can say we thought of them—when we were SHOPPING in PARIS!” “This is not the government homework! That’s a pair of socks!”- you “Tu l’eglise pour la reponse” (“church?”)“I’m a native eater of French fries…”ITS ALL ABOUT BRUGGES! (sitting in Brugges in the cafe chilling) “elbow ashtray!” “SHUT UP! Are you an American? Or a girl?”- Madame Martin (how we OWNED French class)“VACHE LIBERE!” “European Men smell!” (Secure. Very Secure)“My pajamas smell like Q’s bed!” Someone falling asleep on the Bataeux Moches..Guitar/Harp Lessons (um, we should call Becky soon...) And there are so many many more things because you make up my life...

oh, and the fact that I will see you in ONE WEEK.
I love you Dizbet! you're my best friend in the entire world, always have been, and always will be! You're like my sister, and I miss you to DEATH.

and someday soon we will go to Canada, to a nice cafe, and order a glass of wine ;)

Thank you for always being there for me! I love you so much! You rock my socks!

Happy Birthday Meghan O'Connor!!!!
I hope you have lots of fun with Hobo and you know who, and even you know who else. I can't wait to see you and hang out with you next week! Its going to be such a party! I miss partying with you and dancing with you and hanging out with you and Applebees and gossiping! You are awesome and fantastic and so wonderful and nice and we are totally partying with you know whooooo next week. Not even joking.
Happy Birthday Dominic!!!!
Dominic! I think I'll just show some pictures that really just say it all. Like this one. Or this one. Or this one. Or this one. There's a lot to say from WYD, to CYO, to Conventions (pimps/ drug dealers/ foreigners/ FC) to Canadian ice cream. Happy Birthday--even though now you're MAD OLD!!!

Its also Marri's birthday, but I don't have any pictures of her and I don't think she reads this, but I think I'll just say it anyway.

Someone else has a birthday next week, but I can't quite remember who. Oh! Thursday is Dan Sova's 51st birthday! Hmm, I'm pretty sure that's not it though. I want to say its someone who I've known longer. Someone maybe who's been my best friend for 13 years? Someone like that...and you know what that means!! IT MEANS MY BIRTHDAY'S IN FIVE WEEKS! hahaha.

::EDIT::My cousin's friend just knocked on my door and we had a party. It was really funny. His brother lives on my floor so he wanted to come visit me because we're best friends. I like having visitors! I don't have any pictures of my cousin in the room though, so I felt bad and yanked out a photo album and found some pictures of my aunt and uncle and pretended they'd been out all along. Nobody expects the Spanish Inquision!

And in the darkest night
If my memory serves me right
I'll never turn back time
Forgetting you, but not the time.

I'm having issues, I started out this post pretty PO'd, but now I'm happy because I love visitors!

^ my life. I wish I knew how to fence. I keep thinking how cool that would be.



my keyboard on my computer is falling apart. I need a new computer. Finding the Janneken Pis was a very important time in my life.



but he's still my baby. Last night I went to the mall with Jason (Mike had to work) and we got coffee (not a good thing, if you think I'M bad on coffe...) and I bought these spectacular new headphones. I love them. They're great. I killed myself without headphones last week. I'm obsessed with my new headphones. And I have an unhealthy obsesstion with the MP.



I miss these people a whole lot. I wish I got to talk to more of them more often. I hate feeling like I'm being ignored/avoided, even though I don't think I am, I'm probably just being dumb. Please can we hang out next week? Party?

Last night I didn't have fencing, and I kinda freaked out because what the heck am I supposed to do with all that time? I wrote out our French script and then I wrote some of my Manneken Pis essay and played with facebook. And I still got to bed at 2:30. It was FREAKY. I kept being like "I'm just never going to fence again" it was nuuuuuuts. This afternoon we filmed our French scene and it was a party. Except not.

so yes, the stalker emailed me yesterday, but not all day today. whoo.

RANDOM POLITICAL MOMENT. I'm not going to say anything, I'm just going to put a quote:
“Since 1990, only seven countries outside the United States have executed people for crimes they committed as juveniles, and all seven—Iraq, Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, Yemen, Nigeria, China, and Congo—have disavowed the practice.” ~The New York Times (3/2/05)

yes.

Iraq. Saudi Arabia (if you'd like to hear my rant about that country, lemme know...) yes

Today some guys walked up to be in the student center where I was eating breakfast and asked me if I knew God I told them that He and I were tight. They were like "ok" and they moved on. I was kinda frightened.

On facebook I joined a group called "KenWest Survivors". It had one member. Yea KenWest! I also joined the "I'm Irish and I've actually been to Ireland" group. whoo St. Patricks Day in Boston, baby! (12 days!!)

I love globalization, but today in IR we watched this extrodinarily sketch video where there was a "fat cat" and it was catching these poor mice, and like, giving their jobs to third world country mice, I guess. And I was watching it, and they'd say one part of the argument ("they pay only $.33/hour to these poor people") and my brain was saying the other part ("but at least they give them jobs, and its cheaper to live there. Plus, international companies are the best to work for, at least they get jobs") and it was a party in my head. I spend an average of 12 hours a week reading about globalization thanks to a combination of a lot of my classes. Thanks to MAX123 for actually giving TWO sides to the argument.

Also, whenever we talk about David Ricardo I get excited because of that crazy "The Choice" book I once read. And last week we read this randomly anti-Belgian article about Samuel Gompers. Thank you Mr Herb, I cannot think about Samuel Gompers without thinking about crazy times in AP American. Same goes for "intrastate"--am I the only one?

DamnDamnDamn!!!

it would have been five weeks tomorrow...but he had to go ruin it.
I KNOCKED ON WOOD.

DAMN YOU STALKER!

Stalker, lamenting his 100% on the anthro exam:
"i don't think i did well, given my lower-than-average iq, barely usable english, and poor preparation for the exam. i am distracted by my horrible difficulty in getting to know girls."

A few things real quick:

I recommend you read my last post. It was an all around good time.

I was promoted to Beer Supervisor yesterday! So now I don’t just sell beer, but I supervise people who sell beer. And I make like $9.70 an hour doing it.

It has come to my attention that other people read this (and I’m not just talking about you if you think I’m talking about you, because there are multiple people) and its really cool! I wonder who else reads it—leave me a comment maybe? I know no one’s going to do it, but it would be cool. I don’t care how random you are! I know how it goes to find someones lj—its not stalking, because I have some really random peoples lj addresses and I’m not a stalker!

Speaking of stalkers, I haven’t heard from mine one month ago Friday. Yay! *knock on wood* I hope he doesn’t read it lol, its ok, he doesn’t speak English. CRABS.
I really hate Alexis de Tocqueville. And I mean, I like American History, I love France, I like democracy and all that stuff---so why do I just really hate this man? I I feel really bad saying that because Stuhlmiller would cry for a year, but gahhhh.

Have a good day everyone!