DJ On Meds

DJ: hey

Me: There's a multiple person chat now

DJ: nancy
geting her
ea'ksf
bufgger]
dammit
/dies

Me: XD

DJ: just me, failboatin along here

OI, NANCY

nancy
NANCY
THERE WE GO

Nancy: GOOD GRIEF

CRUISE CONTROL SET TO "COOL" MPH

Nancy: HOW DO YOU EVEN WRITE

DJ: WAT
JE SUIS CONFUSED.

Me: Nancy, say hi to the master of "hmmm"

Nancy: HOW ARE YOU EVEN STILL IN SCHOOL
*facepalm*

DJ: oh, ellen, did you tell her thats what i meant to say?

Me: Yup

DJ:  good.
anyaae
th
ae
bauus
(bauus
*balls
thee
*there
right
i dont deserve a keyboard any more

Nancy: I hope this is going on the blog, ellen

DJ: lol
yes
all of the ys
e
*eys
Yehsn
*yes
there

Me: HAHAHA

Nancy: ..."Yehsn"

DJ: antibiotics combined with the fact that im loling so hard, and my computer is on my stomach

Nancy: dear goodness what are we going to do with you...
Me: XD
Nancy: duuuuuudde

Me: that always works well....

DJ: yehs
*eys
here we go
*yes
you know what?  screw it.
im just gonna type, and you guys try and figure out what im dsaying

oh gosh
kill me now

Nancy: lol
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgeYScYe8wI&feature=player_embedded

^watch it

DJ: AJAJAJAJAJAJAJA
*AHAHAHAHAHAHA
I LOVE CAPSLOCK
NO WORRIES ABOUT CAPITALIZATION
JSUT
*JSUT
*JST
*JUST
COOL.

Me: We need to get him off the meds....

DJ: and that video is brilliant

Me: well, after he's recovered

Nancy: haha yeah

DJ:  LOL YES YOU DO
EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE

Nancy: nO,I THINK HE NEEDS TO GET OFF THEM NOW

Me: I'm going to save this and use it as blackmail

DJ: WAT.

Nancy: Excellent idea

DJ: OMFQ THIS VIDEO IS THE BEST THING IVE SEEN THIS WEEK.

Nancy: Just threaten to show this to his mom and he'll do anything you ask

DJ: WHY

Me: XD

DJ: WHY ATE YOU FOING THIS
*ARE

Me: doing*

DJ: *DOING
YES KI KNOW
*I

Me: I*

DJ: YES
MEEEEEEEEDS

Nancy: omg
this is hilarious
just
" MEEEEEEEEEDS"

DJ: THEYRE WONDERFUL THING.
*THINGS
MEDS
ARE
YES
PRECIOUS
WHAT HAS IT GOTS IN IS POCKETSES?
PRECIOUS?
MEDS?

Nancy: http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/5900000/Gollum-smeagol-gollum-5995703-779-812.jpg

DJ: DAMN HE NEED LOREAL

Nancy: OF ALL THE THINGS TO SAY
BAHAHAHAHAH

DJ: READ IT WITH A BLACK VOICE
ITS EVEN BETTER

Me: OMG
LOST THE ABILITY TO CAN
I CAN'T

DJ: IVE BEEN LAUGHING LIKE A CHIPMUNK FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES NOW
AT MY OWN COMMENT
WUT.

Nancy: http://alexandraerin.tumblr.com/post/44638678550

Meds, dude

DJ: NO MEDS
LOREAL

Me: Right.

DJ: YEAH.
ANWYA
anyway
well, that was entertaining.
well, im crying from laughter over here
what about you guys?

Me: We're plotting

Nancy: yup

DJ: what
are
you
plotting>
*?
also, how much of that is going on the blog?

Me: I'll let you know after I copy it over

DJ: cause i think the gollum and loreal bit is worth it, if i do say so myself.

Me: Isn't the tagline for l'oreal "because you're worth it"?

Nancy: yup

Me: Nice pun there, DJ

DJ:  wow
did not even notice tat.
*that

Me: Thought not

DJ: should we bring fluffy in on this too?
he is online

Me: I was just about to ask that

DJ: do it

<You added Anthony LaVecchio.>

DJ: i gotta go to the bathroom brb

Me: Welcome to the crazy

Anthony: hi errebody...

Me: because you're worth it.

Anthony: I see....
and DJ is here?

Me: He just went to the bathroom.

Nancy: he's a bit high
but yeah

Anthony: well
he sucks for not coming to keys
I don't care what his excuse is
he's a meanny.

Me: No, not at all. Because then he was able to amuse us with his version of "hmmmm"

Anthony: ...
wat

DJ: im back

Me:  He sent me "ha]posfbe"

DJ:  lugg
*lugyyt
*futgy

Me: meant "hmmm"

DJ:  *fluffy

you there?

hai

bro?

Anthony: ...
futgy?

Nancy: futgy...

DJ: i was trying to type lufyyf

Anthony: FUTGY YOU!!!!!!

DJ: *fluffy

Anthony:  the frick, dude?

Nancy: oh my gosh...

DJ: love you too foluffy

ahahaha

wow

*fluffy

Anthony: WHAT THE HELL!?!?!

Nancy: All of it.
Just, all of it

DJ:  dude, did you see the rest of our chat from earlier?
scroll up, and read
and laugh

Anthony: nope

DJ:  do it.

Nancy:  just read it

because it's worth it

Me: XD

Nancy:  ( see waht I did there?)

Anthony: ...

Me: I see what you did there

Anthony: no...

DJ:vahahaha
i see
what
you
did there
yeha
let us know when its on the blog

Anthony: can we skype?

DJ: id rather not

talking is not easy for me.

Anthony: why?
oh
but but but

Nancy: yes, he will type badly with his mouth

Anthony: what exactly do you have?

DJ: sinus infection
for which i am on antibiotics
which make me a little loopy

Anthony: YAY!!!!

DJ: or at least act that way.

Anthony: I LOVE THOSE THINGS!!!

DONT YOU JUST THOUGHT?

*THOUGH/
*&>
*?

Nancy: lol

AGRH
ARGH

Anthony: AHAHAHA

DJ: CAPSLOCK MAN
CRUIOBAEB
*cruise control
not "cruiobaeb
"

Anthony: why are you typing like that!?!?!

DJ: im not trying to

as i explained to the two of them earlier, antibiotics combined with the fact that im laughing so hard and my computer is on my stomach.

Anthony: wow I don't even think I typed that bad when I was on antibiotics...
badly*

DJ: ahahahha
ironys a bitch, no?

Anthony: ...that was grammar
not a typo

DJ:  WELL SCREW YOU TOO

Anthony:  lol
you know you want to.

Me:  Can I watch?

DJ: WAT
NO
THATS
THEATSA
*THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT AT ALL

Anthony: yes
yes you can

DJ:  I HATE YOU

Me: sweet

DJ:  OR HAT YOU
TAKE YOU R PICK

Me:  hat.

Anthony: I am pick?

Me:  Because hats are cool.

DJ:  YESH
OLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

Nancy: you know, wincest brings new meaning to the term brofisting


Ellen 
damnit nancy

Anthony
AHAHAHA
YES

DJ
can i now take an electric mixer to my minds eye?

Anthony
nope
not until we're done


<Short interlude>


Nancy
I'd suggest a meat grinder

Me:
XD

Nancy
they're more effective

DJ
hey, thatll work.


Ellen
Nancy, you'll be like 40 years old and still using the meat grinder.

Anthony
...
that

DJ
...

Me
your poor children

DJ
what
i am confused.
40 years?
wtf?

Me
Long-lasting inside joke

DJ
ah.

Anthony
...
I see
no...
no I don

Nancy
I will, I wiill

Anthony
don't*

DJ
meat grinder for you, fluffy

Anthony
...

DJ
whirr, whirr

Nancy:
I kind of have this habit of putting people's heads inside meat grinders
hahahaha

Me
THE MEAT GRINDER WILL GIVE YOU PEACE AND PROSPERITY!!
HAVE FAITH IN THE MEAT GRINDER!!

Anthony
I FREAKING LOVE YOU DJ

DJ
peace through superior firepower.

Me
^

DJ
woot woot.


Anthony
toot toot.

Nancy:
I see what you did there ellen

Me: =D

Almost Done.

Two more days of classes. Four finals.
Almost done.

I am so ready for this semester to be over. Seriously. This semester is absolutely destroying my GPA. Not that it was anything wonderful to begin with, but now it is complete and utter rubbish. Seriously. I don't even know why I bother trying anymore.

I'm probably just saying that because it's 10:45pm and my FREAKING ROOMMATE WON'T SHUT UP AND LET ME SLEEP.

ok.

Yea. The sudden drop of progesterone, + Sleep deprivation  = THE MOST FRUSTRATED ELLEN CREATURE YOU WILL EVER MEET

Rose Tyler, I-

Guess what I'm watching!! ಥ_ಥ
I'm going to go sob in a corner.

You'd think after watching these episodes a couple times the emotions would calm down, but NOPE. WHY SHOULD MY HEART BE SAFE?!

SO MANY FEEEEELS ;_;

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Now then.

At the moment, I am procrastinating. Hugely. I have an anatomy exam tomorrow that I'm not ready for, and a sketchbook due for lab that I was supposed to start at midterms.
It's not even started yet.
Due tomorrow night.
I'm on the verge of saying VA FAIRE FOUTRE! and getting on with my life. Because that stupid sketchbook has no purpose in life other than to irritate every single bio 201 and 202 student.  I have not talked to one person who thinks the sketchbooks are a good idea. Most of the TAs don't like them, either. Which is funny, because they're the ones who are in charge of teaching us our lab material.

My Sister's Lab Report

Nancy:  Ellen

There is snark

I just put snark in my lab report

I said to disinfect your lab area and set up for the cult meeting

also

12) Raise the lobes of the liver and you should see the gall bladder which looks like a deflated balloon (like all of your hopes and dreams) and the stomach.

14) Remove the liver, gonad, and stomach by cutting them out. Split open the stomach if you're feeling especially violent today, then find the intestine and air bladder which might be popped because you're a violent sociopath.

16) Find the heart and put it aside for later sacrificing. Notice that is has two chambers.

17) Disinfect up your dissection area and set up for the cult meeting.

Salmon makes The Day Better

Today. Yea.

It started out normally enough. Wake up later than normal, causing me to rush to get to my exercise class, work out for a while, return to the apartment.  I was all ready to be productive. Study, homework, perhaps go to the gym again, but then ants. Stupid, freaking ants. Qui peut va faire foutre. So after vacuuming them all up, dousing the place with vinegar, and plugging up their little hole, I look behind me to see my roommate's hell-hound of a dog pooping in the corner of my room. It wasn't a normal poop, either. It was diarrhetic. Of course, the roommate isn't around for her to take care of her own stupid dog, so I have to clean up the two pounds of crap, and the floor. Needless to say, I am not a fan of this dog at the moment. I'm normally not a fan of this dog to begin with, so the roommate is REALLY lucky I didn't painfully murder the stupid creature.

That was my day, and tomorrow is not looking to be any better.

Annoy the Sister

Me: We need to feed some wasabi to Nancy.

DJ: all of the yes.

Me: that is all.

DJ: right-o.  carry on.

Yes, I Just Skipped A Class

I skipped statistics this morning. Not because I absolutely needed to, but because if I didn't, I would probably go mad, and explode at the next person who asked me about the weather. I need a break. Seriously. I'm missing assignments, getting moody for no reason, and just overall being rather pathetic. At least my french class is online today. That class has a lot of conversation, and I'm not sure I'd be able to do that without snapping at my partner.  Also, I kind of love the fact that a lot of my french online has multiple choice, as many times as you need to get it right.  I rarely put any thought into those assignments, and it is wonderful. I suppose that defeats the entire purpose of the homework, though. But that's what studying is for. I prefer studying on my own to doing an exorbitant amount of homework. *coughchemistrycough*
So now I'm sitting in the student union, very much enjoying my break, while working on french homework that should be thought about.  Just so you know, parkour was created in France, and we are now learning about it in my french class. I approve.  Right. All assigned bits of multiple choice homework are done. I'll do the type-in answers later today.

My goblet cells need to stop being such overachievers.

I'd Be Screaming, But My Throat Hurts

Today is one of the most stressful days I've had all semester. Tonight for anatomy lab, I have a sketchbook with drawings from every lab covered so far, studying for the most recent labs, and review questions for those labs.  Just for tonight. It may not seem like much, but trust me: that is a lot of work.  So what am I doing? Typing about how much work I have to do instead of actually doing it. Oh, and I have a bunch of French homework due in 19 minutes. How absolutely wonderful.  And let's not forget to top it off with a horrible, crappy mood, and sickness. yup. All that, and I'm sick. Isn't that great? I think it's the best timing ever.  Oh, and I have a job interview tomorrow. Hopefully my throat will recover well enough for me to speak with some sense of decency, and not having to cough every three words.

OK, I'm done complaining. Time to go to french.

I'm Done.

I need a week without school. I need a break. I am so sick of the tedium. It's so repetitive. Boring. I do not want it. I want to leave it all behind and do something with my life, and not be stuck at school. Why am I here, anyway? Oh yea, society says I need a piece of paper that declares me competent at what I'm "learning".

I'm not learning anything.

I want out.

But I'll stick with it anyway. As much as I hate it, I'll still do it. I will survive the tedium, and get through it. With God's help. Because I could not possibly remain sane without him.  Besides, he's the only one who's helping me with my loneliness. I couldn't possibly live without him. I can't.

I sat for over ten hours watching a stupid TV show instead of doing the homework that I needed to do. I got up to eat, and use the restroom.

I'm pathetic.

and I need someone to talk to. Please?

All these names in my phone, and even more on my facebook. Who can I talk to? I don't know. I don't want to annoy anyone with my incredibly pathetic life. They probably have better things to do than listen to me talk about how I'm not happy with my great life.  I don't even have any school-induced debt. No, I don't know why I'm complaining.  I'm just lonely, and sick of it all.

Let's go on an adventure.

Thankful

I am so thankful that my life has been easy. my family has never had to worry about money issues, my extended family are all functional, and the hardest thing I've had to go through in my life is dealing with my own laziness and unwillingness to do anything.  Seriously, I am so thankful.

So far, school has been decent. I detest chemistry with a fiery hatred, but statistics is easy. Mostly because it consists of plugging numbers into a formula and pressing the equal button on the calculator. Actually, I'm about to start some chem homework right now. It's pretty easy homework. just write a brief summery of an online lecture, and answer three questions. Oh, wow. This particular one only has the summary.  I like writing the summaries. I use brief, couple word sentences. Basically taking notes. I never write an actual, formatted, paragraphs with proper sentence structure and punctuation.

22 minutes later, at 9:57pm, chemistry homework is done.
time for statistics, which actually requires me to get off the computer.
eww