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February 16th, 2008 (01:45 pm)

Hey, for those of you I didn't tell I got a new livejournal o.o.......it's regginald o.o ALLL YOU ADD ME NOW!!

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In the Mexican World..

August 5th, 2007 (03:24 pm)

After spending a week with my beaner brethren I have discovered manythings... *puffs bubble pipe*

1) Anything and everything can be made into a burrito
2) Bread does not exsist with Mexicans....it is always the Tortilla
3) You can have a tortilla for anything...
    Example: " Hey...I'm hungry..." " You can have a tortilla with butter"
4) Mexicans have an unlimited supply of said tortillas....you are never in want of one>.>
5)The Mexican elderly can dance...very well I might add...and dispite the creakyness of bones...I did not see one old woman pop a hip out of place on the dancefloor
6) Mexicans really like their alcohol
7) Curry is not good..
8) Mexicans have very loud inside voices...don't expect to sleep late with a Mexican relative in the house
9) Becky's world is not good>.>.......fend for yourself she's not your mother. Vicious Aunt Becky.
10) A requirement for being a Mexican is to have a very small dog....like a Pekennise...or a Maltese.. some yipyap thing you can cart around
11)Mexican rap is very frightful
12)Mariachi  bands...are also..very frightful...and I think the men might be eunichs...cause they could hit some very high notes
13) It is not Peas and Carrots in the Mexican world.....but Jalapenos and Carrots
14) When a Mexican says "Put this in your burrito! Spice it up a bit!) Please refrain>.>...they pop Japs like candy...and can handle the repulsive lip burning face reddening spiceness..
15) Have I mentioned the tortillas?

Edit:

16) Peanut butter and jelly also do not exsist.

17) Little Mexicans break-dance for your love and affection like lil' puppies.

18) In the Mexican world the tortilla is your everything! You must master the ways of the tortilla because it serves as not only your main source of nutrition..but also as your utensils.

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Confused muchly

August 1st, 2007 (07:26 pm)
confused

current location: Brother's room
.://Feelin'\\:.: confused
.://Background Ambience\\:.: The Tele

Okay so I'm confused.....Dad is pissed first off because i did horribley my first year of college. Yup I did I said it. made a few decisions I shouldn't have. Took on more work then I was really capable of, but I'll fix that this year. Mom and Dad have been on my case about it all summer as well as about being responsible. So he tells me to get my school stuff in order and taken care of and so....today when I tell him that my loans are messed up cause they think I'm living on campus again and they can't change it...he gets mad after telling me to accept it. I don't think I can win for losing.. I'm taking care of my stuff....and yet I'm still in the wrong. I know I messed up my first year of college...can't they just get over that now?

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Well o.o

June 12th, 2007 (11:14 am)

well...I have a lot to say, bt no time to do so currently. I made a new livejournal account. It's for postin' arts...and for a fresh start at this livejournal thing. i'mma try to post more, but as my life is so dull on occasion =p I have little that is important to tell all of you. Uhm.... I need help making it look pretty so>> if anyone wants to make it look pretty for me. Let me know... yea? Off to summerschooll I go!

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.....So....

April 19th, 2007 (10:32 am)

a squirrel stole my carkeys yesterday...made me miss my class....um....yea that's about all I've got at the moment and... THIS!

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

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February 26th, 2007 (12:10 pm)

Why the fuck can't I pass a math test? I mean honestly.......I can do the fucking homework....Fuck doing...I freakin' ace it.. so why the hell is it when I take the fuckin test..I fuckin fail? Hmm? I don't know what to do! Today was going perfect, but I'm so pissed... WHY If I study for hours....and I know the work...can I not pass on the fuckin test? It doesn't make sense....what the hell is wrong with me? What am I not doing right... I'm so fuckin tired of failing this class.....nothing I do works out. I have one more shot tomorrow.....but it'd be for a fuckin D.... what the hell... DAMNIT I'm so pissed right now...I understand how to do the work...so why is it I'm not passing...what am I missing?

Tomorrow is my final...I thought I'd do okay...but this just threw me back into reality...how am I going to pass the final...if I can't fucking pass a test. I'e passed maybe one this entire quarter..and it was a fuckin C...Damnit all..-.-..... I don't understand....

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Don't forget to wash behind your ears

February 23rd, 2007 (12:52 pm)

English is a really boring class...like outrageously so. Words cannot describe how excited I am,when come Monday after I take that final I will not have to set foot in that class ever again. I feel like I'm wasting my life in this class, because I don't pay attention. I know what's going on. I shouldn't really be taking this class. I should have been able to clep it. Oh, well. No use crying over spilt milk.

College has been a fun ride this first year, the only issue I have had so far is that being a freshman sucks. There are so many classes that you must take and have to compete with the other schoolmates for, yet we are the last ones to register. I have to go clear up some scheduling issues after class. What sense does it make to put a class in a freshman cirriculum, and then put a restriction on the class- the restriction being the necessity of taking a none freshman math before attending this class. It doesn't make sense to me. Perhaps my Boss is glitching. I'll find out soon. My entire schedule has been fucked up. Instead of getting out at 10:45 am everymorning..like I planned...I probably will have mostly night classes....which sucks plain and simple. I coud wait till the purge date and register for my classes then, but that might hurt me in the long run. We'll see what the registration office can advise me into doing. I have to have tuesdays through fridays end before twelve...or not have a class untill three because I want to go volunteer at a vet clinic, and get experience in early. If I had to have classes all day wednesday I guess that would be okay, as long as I had the majority for veterenary stuff. I'm going to kill myself taking Chemistery and Trig...but...I don't really have a choice. I want out of school in three years, so I'm going to have to work my hardest. I'll take english and something else over the summer to get them out of the way before I disappear to Cali for a month >=3.

I'm feeling kinda conflicted. I like two people, but... deciding on what I should do is a very difficult choice. One person..who I could see myself with for forever..lives miles and miles away. I won't see him until this summer. The other is right infront of my face, and while I enjoy being around him, part of me wishes to jump for him while the other part wishes to wait. I can't tell if I have a crush on this person or if it's something more. Serious meditation is to be had on this matter. I don't want to jump into action too early and ruin anything I already have going for me.

I get to go see my baby tonight- a certain little border collie who uses my friends as chew toys. He misses me a whole lot I think. Mom calls me and tells me everyday how crazy he acts when I'm not home...but the moment my car pulls into the driveway he's a different dog all together. I wish I could bring him to college with me, but the issue would be finding somewhere for him to stay. I'll post some pictures up later =p. I fixed my camera, which apparently only needed batteries. So I'll take some pictures of my campus, my home,my frieds, me and tha whole schabang...I need to keep you guys filled in.

This class room is very hot by the by...I thought you should know. 15 computers in a small room was not a smart idea on the designer's part. Only one window to allow cirrculation, and it's constanty cold. All the fan is doing is blowing hot air around. I feel like I'm being smothered...thank god there's only 22 minutes to go...I can't believe I've been writing in livejournal this entire period...I'm amazed with myself. I am horrible at typing in this thing. I guesss I'm just so bored..i'm looking for anything to do. that's kinda sad if you ask me. Oh thank the heavens, the teacher just opened the door..I can already feel relieve =3...alright...well off to do some surfing of the web..

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January 25th, 2007 (01:18 am)
Twitterpated

.://Feelin'\\:.: Twitterpated

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28917112/?qo=45&q=by%3Abatisi3o9&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps Ya see that guy>.>? I am in fucking love with him o.o but sssssshhhhhhhhh it's a secret =3

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January 24th, 2007 (12:22 am)
insomnia

.://Feelin'\\:.: insomnia

You know you need sleep when you start hearing things..and your hands won't stop shaking

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January 19th, 2007 (12:55 pm)

According to the teacher, subject verb agreement is a very difficult thing. -eye roll- It's not that hard, but she's getting upset for not all can make perfect scores on a silly little quiz. I don't like being in this class. She's so confusing not only with her lessons, but the homework assignments as well. Hopefully she won't take up the homework today, because she told me it was due Monday. I'll have to fix my essay tonight, after I go get my car. I gotta find my keys o.o. I think they are in Nat's car. Tonight will be a busy night. Gonna start on Ian's birthday presents, rewrite essay..and email it to my friend. I've been running around so much lately x.x. It sucks. Tomorrow morning I gotta work at 10:15. I hate working there. When I go to PetCo today I'm going to see about getting an application.

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