Some men should come with a GIANT disclaimer stamped on their foreheads. That is all.

Oh, yes, WEIGHT WATCHER COOKIES I HATE YOU.
I know you were only meant for sensible consumption, but you are one point a piece.
Therefore if I eat three of you, that is three points, and that's reasonable (to me considering a normal cookie is 5 points).
However your massive amounts of fiber mixed with alcohol make me feel like a giant hot air balloon.
Bloated, almost vomiting last night.
You should also come with a DISCLAIMER so people don't ended up walking around feeling like Goodyear Blimps and ruining their thirsty Thursdays.

Damnit. Quit ignoring me. 

OH. MY. GOD.
I'm a fucking CENTRAL GIRL.
I should say I'VE BECOME A FUCKING CENTRAL GIRL.
By all means of the phrase.
Everything I've loathed about this college for the last 3+ years.
I epitomized it.
Well, okay, maybe I'm not exactly a top specimen.
I do have a few brain cells... and I'm not wasted 24/7.

The good news is that I'm having fun.
I broke the chains of a toxic relationship, and this has been the best year of college thus far.

I did something *VERY* Central Girlish this weekend.
I'm not really sure how I feel about it yet.
Was it a lack of self respect or simply looking for a good time?
I haven't decided.

Oh dear.

I went to my night class last night only to find we had an exam.
WTF?
I missed one class the whole semester (I had a legit excuse too) and suddenly here I am showing up to class totally unprepared.
I ran back to my room to get my book and print study guide/slides.
Of course my printer is out of ink.
I ran back to the class to study for thirty minutes before I took the test.
I am hoping to score at least a C.
The good news is I just got full points in that class for our group project.

I just suffered through a grueling three-hour history lecture. It's pretty bad when even the teacher gets bored. I almost cut half way through but decided that wouldn't be a wise decision. It's a good thing too because he made us sign the attendance sheet again.

My goal now is to wake up in time to get to my econ class tomorrow.

Although if my fucking roommates continue on like they did last night there is no way this is going to happen. I was kept up all last night because they decided that they along with three other people were going to have an "all nighter" in our main room. Accompanying this (all night) was screaming and laughing at the top of their lungs. My blood was boiling more and more by the minute. It's fucking 6am how can anyone be that fucking inconsiderate... Jesus H. Christ. It's a fucking Monday night. Just because all of you decided to skip class doesn't mean that Denise and I did. If it was a weekend that would be one thing.

Finally I exploded. Before I knew what was happening my rage had taken over and I was down the ladder and opening the door to bitch them out.

It became slightly quieter after that. Enough so that I could fall asleep.

What is with these bitches? Not only are we not allowed to use the main room (which is supposed to be a shared room) but now we can’t fucking sleep either? I don’t think so. I’m putting my foot down at that.

FUCKING. FRESHMEN. ROOMMATES.

So now Emily and I are in a fight over stem cell research.
I caught her pretending like she knew it all so she proceeded to *obviously* recite facts she's just looked up on the net. It's so apparent when someone does this just by the way they word things.

I'm pretty hardcore about the whole stem cell research things for a variety of reasons.
One reason being family members of mine suffer from diseases that stem cells could potentially cure.
And.
At one time I'd done a huge research project on the subject and learned some disturbing truths.
What bothers me at the end of the day is unused embryos from abortion and unused IVF (in vitro fertilization) are going to waste. Being *disposed* of.

Can any Christian/Republican/whatever honestly say they would rather see these embryos *disposed* of rather than see stem cells extracted from them for scientific purposes?

Their rebuttal is that IVF embryos can be donated to infertile couples AND adult stem cell research.

This DOESN'T answer my question because:
1. Many parents who have gone through the IVF do NOT want to donate their unused embryos for obvious reasons. Who wants their child to be birthed and raised by someone else? It's fucking odd. These people that are going through IVF obviously wanted their children so it's not the same as someone putting their child up for adoption. What would you have done with these embryos?
2. Many potential infertile parents don't want these embryos because a. There is a low chance of becoming pregnant after these embryos have been frozen and stored for a time. b. The same ethical question the above mentioned parents face.
3. What about aborted embryos... those obviously cannot be donated.
4.Adult stem cells are not the same thing as embryonic stem cells. Embryonic stem cells are basically a blank slate that can be manipulated into any type of cell. While admittedly adult stem cell research is becoming more and more useful- they aren't the same.

So what the fuck would you have done with these embryos?

Humor me with your opinions *please*. I would love to hear a logical explanation for this opinion which does NOT tie up obvious lose ends.

I'm very irritated as of right now.
A certain high school friend of mine seems to be able to do this to me at least once a month.
And, no, it's not Denise because she's a cool high school friend. She dared me to go to fruity.com
Don't try it.
Emily and her fucking Republican, Christian views.
She tries to act like she's an expert on debate topics but it becomes blatantly obvious she has noooo fucking clue what she's talking about in some areas.
Fucking conservative assholes.
I fall somewhere in between conservative and liberal.
At least I don't attempt to sound smart about issues I have no clue about.
I also don't act like my views are superior to everyone else’s... several of my friends have taken this survey and I have been perfectly fine with their answers. No, they didn't all agree with me.
Then to top it all off (her acting like a stem cell research expert when she obviously had no clue... I have basic background knowledge on the subject because I did a research project on it) she cancels going to Chicago with us. On a fucking journal comment.
That screams friend.
So fucking glad I didn't reserve the hotel rooms yet.
So now I will have to recalculate the price.
It will depend on if Jessica/Jason come.
I guess "Go ahead, put me on the list" really means put me on the list so I can fuck up your cost calculations.

I began to wonder where Denise was as the hours slipped by.
Until I checked Jason's facebook and found out he was single again.
BTW I made sure to leave a comment about it.
So hopefully they're making out right now... or at least thinking about it!

Flashback to Courtney and I escaping from Mackinaw Island as this song plays two times...


"Home"

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be allright
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

WTF?

How is it possible to fall in "love" with someone you've met in person all of three time? Someone you've been talking to for a couple months?

Trust me honey you ain't seen nothing yet. You don't know shit. Call me in three years and let me know if it's for real.

Men and whiny high school girls make me sick.

A certain man treating my friend like she's a dog's asshole makes me sick.

She toted your ass around ALL fucking year and did other things which she shouldn't have... XD

Hopefully your treatment of her has wised her up to your games.