
me gusto verrryyy mucho
sorry to interrupt ash, but that acceptance speech... i will not be crass, but hubba hubba.
p.s. obvs this pic is not from tonight. but who cares.
unpretty (un pret-ty)(adj.): unpleasing or unattractive in an ungraceful or undelicate way. See synonyms "tacky", "hot mess" or "a sin".





So last night when I got home I hear my neighbor giving relationship advice in his apartment, so, naturally, I thought I should knock on the door and invite myself in. What to my wondering eyes did appear, but a gorgeous 22 year old Indian (the lovesick one) and a hookah-smoking Persian (the neighbor). So I settled in with some cardamom (sp?) tea from the Persian and some mango hookah.

I'm going to try to make this story short. My mom and sister got home after 2:00 a.m. on Monday night/Tuesday morning from a vball tournament in Vegas, so my mom let Ali, my sis, sleep in and go to school late. She called the school to inform them. Then, she got a text from Ali that said that she had gotten five demerits for tardiness. My mom was so angry because she had called and thought there was no reason for disciplinary action (plus she was cranky yesterday). Taking the advice of a school administrator, she e-mailed the principal, Sister Maureen. Well, don't mess with Team God! My sister was pulled out of class and berated for using her cell phone in school. My mom received a very pleasant e-mail from Sister Mo saying that she would take away the demerits, but that she was very disturbed by Ali's blatant disregard for the school policy on cell phones. That was probably the first time that both my mother and my sister got in trouble from a teacher. Nerds.

Maybe I should have heeded the advise of this photo and grabbed a cupcake last night at 1:30 a.m. when my upstairs neighbor was keeping me awake with enough noise to make me think she and four friends were dancing along to ONJ's "Physical" video. But instead I reached in my closet for my broom, held it firmly in both hands, and whacked it against the ceiling. And down came the spackle (or whatever my ceiling is made of). Yep, I made a nice hole about two inches in diameter. The best part was explaining my late-night rage to Angelo, maintenance extraordinaire, this morning.
Sorry, I should have posted this yesterday.
So, today I have already gotten two half-assed Valentine's Day wishes from boys. One was from a friend who said "Happy Thursday." The other was from a boy (who I have kissed a lot), and his said "Happy Day."
Did anyone notice the awkward moment during last night's Grammy Awards? No, I'm not talking about when Kanye started talking to his mom - not about her, to her. Nor am I talking about the fact that everyone turns a deaf ear to Fergie's subpar voice. I am referring to Rihanna and Jay Z's win for "Umbrella." First, Riho went to Jay's seat to walk up on stage together, and she totally ignored Beyonce, who was standing right next to her man. A blatant dis. Then, she tried to hold his hand on their trek up the stairs, but he shook it away, which made for a painfully obvious weird moment between them - and all American viewers. Then there was some playful flirting during the acceptance speech. I felt uncomfortable just looking at the screen.




The church who advertised that they "Church is cool (and air conditioned too)" has put their marketing team to work yet again. This time they are appealing to the Web 2.0 crowd with this doozie:
About a week ago, my mother timidly asked if I would dog-sit for them so they don't have to board my poor pup. "No problem," I said. Then she informed me that the weekend in question is March 14-16. She said, "Think about it and give me an answer some other time." For any confused readers out there, this is St. Patrick's weekend. The actual day of observance is on Monday this year, so much of the revelry will take place during the weekend.




