hi there.

teryn_est_moi @ 2006-06-25T12:06:00

2006-07-13T01:18:59Z

ok so. I am currently residing in a dorm room at UCSD. (the only one of course that is old enough to not get wireless access, so i had to work very hard for the internet, it involved trekking across campus multiple times) but other than that, I'm having a super fun time. my class is great, its like 19 people and all we do is go over court cases having to do with things like gay sex and religions that involved slaughtering animals in public and then argue about them. alot. tis much much fun. many people too. some not so good, but majority are fine. my roommate is a girl in my class named kelsey, shes pretty much a tall skinny perfect brunette, but shes fighting with her boyfriend and that and the fact that she's nice restores her humanity. of course, the food sucks, but theres a good coffee kiosk by my class room, and we dont have to even ask to go out to get coffee or go to the bathroom or something. we dont have tests, we dont have homework, we call our teacher by her first name. i love it. i want to go to co0llege like right NOW. there is a sad lack of cute boys, but there are some with the potential for cuteness, which is fine too. im totally still reeling from that 5 on my AP though (but what is fun is having the higher grade than the guy bragging that he got the highest score out of all the people he knew, which was a 4, now though he has come back to earth and is quite nice, but a bit of a jock)

even with everything here, i miss everybody, i miss you all do you hear that? and miss my boys.

i also managed to somehow do something to my phone, so im really hoping it just needs time to recoperate (or dry out, since i think i may have somehow gotten it wet) and it'll be fine, otherwise, I'm screwed.

...

2006-05-09T23:08:44Z

argh.

i hate being sick.

i hate it because it means sitting in my house all day with my family with nothing to do but go through yet another box of kleenex and sit there. but i think alot. and when i say alot, i mean ALOT. and i think i need to stop that.

. . .

2006-05-05T03:32:39Z

so i figure, what have i got to lose?

tell me of my faults.

GO. CHOOSE. CLICK.

http://kevan.org/nohari?name=tenu+chan

APs

2006-05-04T03:16:48Z

all I can I say about today, is EW. EW EW EW EW EW. EW x 8 billion and 2. stupid AP exam. stupid stupid stupid. that second essay question, in words of laura pederson, made a little piece of my soul wither up and die. die die die.

i hate aging. alot.

2006-04-30T04:59:34Z

so I went to the PEO home today. kaitlyn and erin will be the only ones who may have an idea who i'm talking about here. anyway. there were these two women. margoe and adele, and every time they played dominoes they fought. but every time one of them wasn't there when they played dominoes, for whatever reason, the other would fret about it for the entirety of the game. they always sat next to each other when they watched TV and they always bickered. but they always noticed when one wasnt there. i went again today, and margoe wasn't playing with us. adele kept asking where she was. saying that margoe loved dominoes, asking if she was ok. i figured she was just watching TV or something. when we were leaving we learned Margoe had gotten transferred to another facility on monday. she died last night. and adele didn't know. and i've been thinking about it all day. i mean i remember going on walks with her when she got too fiesty and drove the nurses insane. she was so...lively. i got her life story about 80 times. i remember her lucky number was 14 and she used to live in oregon with her family. i have a hard time believing she died. but i have a hardertime with the fact they haven't and (i asked, so this isn't an assumption) won't tell adele.

hehe. the internet amuses me

2006-04-27T04:24:01Z

http://kevan.org/johari?name=tenu-chan

GO. CLICK. NOW.

teryn_est_moi @ 2006-04-15T17:08:00

2006-04-16T00:31:07Z

i feel rather lethargic today. not sure why exactly. there are people that i would really really like to hit over the head with a heavy object. maybe a whap book. or perhaps the whap exam prep book. that one hurts AND instills fear in the hearts of highschool students everywhere. ive decided that i also never want to go back to school again. i just want to curl up in my bed with my ipod and my books and become a hermit. ive decided that i hate most rap music. no one ever listens to the lyrics or has any idea what theyre singing over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over. but they dont seem to care, and thats what my ipod is for. so i dont have to listen to it in the car on the way to school every blankity blank morning with my carpool. i think this has become more stream of conciousness than journal entry. oh well. argile sweaters should not come in combinations of lavender and mustard yellow. in fact. i dont think anyone should wear mustard yellow. ever. i know. i should go into public office and create a law that says no one is allowed to wear mustard yellow and is subject to arrest and 25 years in prison if caught. never mind all the other issues, as compared to the wearing of mustard yellow, they arent worth my time. ok. that was dumb. anyway. my grandmothers lipstick is hot pink. as is her shirt. her pants come up about 4 inches above her belly button. why am i saying this? to give you all a mental image. just thought i would share. i dont even know what im typing anymore. im kinda out of it. can you tell? i dont know i think i just need to sleep for a while. im sick of worrying. im sick of worrying about school. and my family. and my friends and their various problems with their stupid friends who give them pot for their birthday and run around stoned at 4 am with the same bone headed friends. if he doesnt keep his word and stop im going to do something i really dont want to. the average human being is an idiot, and even those not so average and there fore not so idiotic human beings have their idiotic moments. like erin. have i smacked you yet? i think i did. this is getting long. ok. i think im going to go um...i dont know, a coma is looking really good to me right now. im sure that surprises all of you mightily. that is if any of you have had the patience to finish reading this nonsense. i dont think i made any sense. and im really past caring.

teryn_est_moi @ 2006-04-11T17:45:00

2006-04-12T00:50:42Z

ok.

so my white conservative george w bush loving prolife anti gay marriage republican old style catholic pope adoring propriety obsessed easily appalled grandmother is coming to avenue q with me during easter break.

this should be interesting.

teryn_est_moi @ 2006-03-25T21:37:00

2006-03-26T05:44:55Z

alright soo....

today i went to sanfransisco and i got my hair cut and its really sawft and i like it, any who, i a book and it made me happy and i found about 80 million cds i want but cant have because i have no money after i bought the book bleh

and guess what

nope
that wasnt it

...

no
that wasnt it either

YES! there were rocks in my pocket!

ok...so that may take a tad bit more explaining

so, i was sitting on this chair, and i noticed my knee hurt, and so i have these weird pockets where its like double layers of fabirc and the pocket are inside there so there like a space all around the pocket but no way to get in it because the pocket doesnt extend to the end of the double layper of fabric and theres a seam around that and there were two little lumps the in the outside part, and i had no idea what they were or how they got there because there is no way to get in the part of the pockety thing thats not really a pocket but more outside the pocket and so it was bothering my all day that there was something in the pocket so when i got home i folded my pants back so i could see the back of the fabric around the seam of the pocket and took scissors to it and made a little tiny hole near the lumps and took them out and they were little white rocks.

i found this odd, and i thought i would share.

teryn_est_moi @ 2006-03-05T20:38:00

2006-03-06T05:05:53Z

i cannot believe they forgot ruth hussey. i just can't. maybe i'm biased because i was related to her, but i think that's almost criminal, i mean come on. how could they (meaning the people creating the memorial montage on the academy awards) leave her out. she was nominated for an academy award for the philidelphia story (as elizabeth imbrie). she was in the uninvited, susan and god, so many others. argh. this is frustrating. you would think she would have qualified for some mention. she died last april. it's not like that was too recently to add, i don't know. maybe they just never heard she died. sigh. oh well. i shall leave you all with pictures then....

and you can find out about her here... http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0404046/

she was absolutely gorgeous. but better yet, she was real. i remember the woman who ran around in giant florid hats and flamboyant dressing gowns who got up at 2 in the afternoon every day, loved cats, and refused to have aluminum foil or container of any sort on her dinner table and adored her fur coats to the point or their disintegration. i miss her.

sob

2006-03-05T23:09:20Z

my iced coffee is all gone. this makes me sad.

blah....

2006-03-05T09:13:56Z

it is currently sunday. and quite typically, i find myself wondering what i did with saturday.

teryn_est_moi @ 2006-03-03T23:53:00

2006-03-04T07:56:57Z

the fact that i don't have to set my alarm tonight makes me much happier than it should. like. absurdly happy. and you know what (you being who ever the hell reads this) i have actually done my homework. its kinda crazy. i feel like...motivated and i don't know why. i guess before i just didnt give a shit, but now, in the middle of a research paper and skit and theatre tech and venture and my 14 new books sitting on my shelf calling for me to read them, i actually do my hw. if anyone coulld explain that one to me i would declare them the new Nostradamus and bow at their feet

ok so...

2006-03-03T08:37:30Z

it's been a while. ok, so it's been since i started this thing that i've updated. but i suppose that's not the point. right? right. ok. i'm glad you all agree with me.

so. it's now 12.22 am. and i am completely and utterly inconceivably bored, and i did my world history homework already (just watch she won't check it tomorrow) and now i am left with nothing to do.

i could always troll fiction press or ff.net for something decent. but that's too much work. so i think i might just read my psych book for the research paper. which is actually really interesting. its all about the teenage mind and how it develops and why we are the way we are and such (my topic is 'should minors ever be tried as adults in a court of law' my stance:no, but punishments should be harsher and juvenile records for serious crimes accessible)

and now i have skit. oh joy. that'll be ALOT of work.

and theatre tech for the musical.

and the stupid science project. something to do with snails.

and venture, the things planned i cannot actually attend because my life has been consumed by one sort of theatre tech or another (either skit or musical, will someone remind me why i decided to chair skit again? thank god for jess. i think we would all die with out her)

le sigh.

it could be worse, i could be doing something i hated, like....any and all variations of sports. but instead i'm busy, but busy doing stuff i like, i may complain about it here and there, but i do enjoy it. why i have yet to discover.