I had a final today in Math. I think I bombed it.



GO ME.


Oh, and I bid a set of nunchucks on Ebay. Let's hope I get them so I can kick some ninja ass.



It's 1:54pm and I just got my grade back from my final! I passed! Thank God!!!!!

My LJ layout is based off of some shit Gwen Stefani did. Does this make me a hollaback girl? I hope to hell not. Also, I got a bid to be in a sorority. Not sure if I'm the sorority type because I don't care about beer pong, I can't wear heels without breaking my neck, and basically I like to have friends because they want to be around me. (No offense if you're reading this and you were a member of one).

To anyone else who decides to Rick Roll me again.....that was an april fools' joke. In case you haven't look at a calendar in the past 25 days, that holiday is over. Why don't you come up with something else like Milli-Vanilli'd. I'm waiting on the day when people say, "Damn it, I just got Vanilla-iced!"


I watched The Mighty B today on Nickelodeon (I'm 20 years old --why do you ask?) and I loved it. Jesus smiles when Amy Poehler is voicing cartoon characters with speech impediments.

Everyone knows I'm a JAMmer, so tonight's episode made me VERY happy. But the Jam factor wasn't the only thing that made me love this so much. I'll list them below:

1. Andy Bernard. He looked mighty fine tonight....Don't worry, Firthgal, I'm not ready for a fight against you!

2. Kevin Malone's TH made me its' bitch. Good God, it made me cry. I never cry!!! Damn you, Kevin!!!!

3. Michael's attitude toward  Pam's landlady. Perfectly Michael.

4. B.J. Novak has a special place in my heart. forever.

5. This episode felt like Season 2-- without the angst.

6. Jim buying the ring a week after they started dating??? Holy Cannoli he's playing for keeps!



I'll add to this when I can form more coherent sentences.

                        Today, my mother told me I would never make it in the entertainment industry as a publicist. Because she thinks I'm too focused on gossip mags like OK!, US Weekly, and all those other things typical people read in the doctor's office to pass the time. Forgive me if I'm wrong but isn't that part of my job? To keep up with that sort of thing. I don't see what my mother's problem with my chosen profession is. I know she doesn't want me to move away from her, no matter how many times she tells me she does. I think if I had chosen a more stable profession(in her eyes) like Medicine or Law, she would've been happy. But the way I look at it is 1.) Celebs are always going to do stupid things and need someone to do damage control. 2.) If that particular avenue doesn't work, I can always work for a company in their PR division. My mother acts like I'm going to be homeless and asking people for spare change in the park. My mother just called. She wants to have a family dinner tonight and discuss my options. Yay. More on this later.