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Friday, 24 April 2009

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    The Same Old Blood Rush with a New Touch
    By Cute Is What We Aim For
    The Curse of Curves
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    Don't stop belieeeeeeeeevin'!

    Wow, many weeks since the previous update.  Crazy how much has changed since then!  Where do I even start?

    I'm now Sigma Chi Delta's intramurals chair!  I coordinate the sports that the sorority participates in.  Also, as of a few weeks ago, I am our co-homecoming liaison for homecoming 2009!!  WHICH, by the way, is themed "The Adventure Continues ...", which is supposedly a comic book theme.  Excited for homecoming, not excited for the theme.  Also, we're with SSAS, AGD, Beta, and Teke, so we stand absolutely no chance of winning lip sync.  I am seriously upset about this.

    Also, I am up for election this weekend for constitution and sisterhood chairs.

    And still, I have not partied hard this semester.  I'm a little disappointed in myself.  I haven't been sufficiently drunk since St. Patrick's Day.  What is my world coming to, when I have to actually try to get good grades and I have to stop going out so much?  FML, guys.  FML.

Wednesday, 14 January 2009

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    North Hollywood Shootout
    By Blues Traveler
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    Man Bits, Alcohol, and Thoughts on a Boy

    Ahhh, a new semester, a fresh start. This semester actually started better than I ever could have imagined. And how is it that I always end up drinking at the Teke house? Not that I'm complaining. I love being there. I love the atmosphere, the company. If I were a dude, which I am not, I would rush Teke. I think I need a penis. Yes, that's right, a penis of my own. I'll work on this one.

    In other news, I have decided that SoCo does not go down like candy, contrary to what I was told by a certain someone. It's more like ... rubbing alcohol. As a matter of fact, there are quite a few things that go down like rubbing alcohol, 100 proof vodka being one of them. Remember that one time me and Amanda drank Phil's vodka? Oh man, yes I do. That wasn't make out night, it was almost fighting the DJ and dancing close with Amanda night. Alcohol really is the ultimate social lubrication tool. However, I must stress that it should not be used as a personal lubricant. I imagine it wouldn't feel too good on the man bits. Or the lady bits, for that matter. Owie.

    In other other news, futons are not comfortable. Well, the Teke futon is not comfortable. This one time, I spend the night at my friend's apartment and slept on his futon, and it was pretty cozy. At any rate, the only thing that made the Teke futon tolerable was the person I was with. This wonderful, amazing guy, in whose arms I feel perfectly content. I'm not sure if I've ever quite felt this way about someone. I've always rushed into things, gone in headfirst and fallen head over heels. This time's different. We were friends last semester, to the point towards December that I would have done anything for him, been anywhere for him. But now, things have changed. It's so much more than that now. It's a bond that I feel more than fortunate to share with someone. A real, genuine closeness that overrides any sort of physical intimacy we might share. I don't know what's going to happen yet, but I like where we are now. Even if we are perpetually stuck in some sort of limbo between a great friendship and a relationship, I think I'll be perfectly happy. I like this. Whatever this is. He already means the world to me.

Wednesday, 07 January 2009

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    Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog (Amazon.com Exclusive)
    By Neil Patrick Harris, Nathan Fillion, Felicia Day, Simon Helberg
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    My Freeze Ray

    I had a dream last night. About the Joker. And not the weird Jack Nicholson Joker from the older Batman movie. No, I mean the eerily sexy Heath Ledger from the Dark Knight. So, here's how it went down. My family and I were going to the Ozarks to visit my grandma, and for some reason they were in a blue F-250 and I was following behind them in our big ol' white Escalade. At some point, we got separated on the highway and I didn't know how to get to Grandma's, so I pulled off the highway and ended up at this guy's house. Strangely enough, he was Harlen from Georgia Rule, right? So it started getting dark and I was riding a bike to try and catch up with my parents. Don't ask me why. And the Joker showed up and expressed interesting in killing me, so I ran away back to Harlen's house. And for a long time, me and Harlen were running away from the Joker and blah blah blah. Well eventually, the Joker used some kind of weird grenade thing that like evaporated Harlen so I was all alone to defend myself. And for some reason, instead of begging for my life, I started hitting on him and saying I wanted to help him kill other people. So we ended up having sex in some guy's front yard.

    Yeah, I fucked the Joker.

    So then I was thinking about it this morning. What exactly is this dream trying to tell me? It could be that I'm just very attracted to Heath Ledger. Or that I have a fetish for insane bad guys with full-face makeup. Or it could be a message. Quite plain and simple ... SEX WILL SOLVE ALL OF YOUR PROBLEMS.

    Even if the guy is trying to kill you, apparently.

Tuesday, 06 January 2009

  • Public Service Announcement

    They say you hurt the ones you love the most. This is the truest thing I have ever heard, especially in my family. Subsequently, I will be shutting off my emotions for the night and maintaining radio silence until further notice. Goodnight.
  • Currently
    Georgia Rule (Full Screen Edition)
    By Jane Fonda, Lindsay Lohan, Felicity Huffman, Dermot Mulroney, Cary Elwes
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    Hay's for horses, better for cows. Pigs don't eat it 'cause they don't know how.

    All right, so I'm back on the Xanga deal. I caved.

    I'm watching Georgia Rule. For anyone who has never seen it, it has Lindsey Lohan and Jane Fonda in it. For one, I think Jane Fonda has aged very, very gracefully and is a beautiful older woman. Two, this movie made me realize just how hot Lindsey Lohan is. If I were her girlfriend, I would be well aware of the fact that I was the luckiest girl in the world. Of course, I say that having never met the girl. With my luck, she would turn out to be the spoiled, rotten brat that she so often plays in movies. Either way, she wears those flow-y white summer dresses and the aviator glasses ... WHAT DO YOU WANT, LINDSEY LOHAN?! Yeah, I'll tell you what you want. You want nothing, because every man (or woman, heh) everywhere knows that no woman wants to have sex with anybody.

    Seriously, why do people give false compliments? Why would somebody say, "You look good with short hair!" if they really don't? It's not nice to lie to people to make them feel better. I would never, ever give some a compliment if I didn't honestly mean it, and I would never expect it from anybody else. It's like when men complain about women who ask the cliche` question, "Do these pants make me look fat?" Why would a woman even ask that unless she was prepared for the answer she didn't want? No one--especially men--should ever be afraid to tell the truth. Don't ask a question if you don't want to know the honest answer.

    That is all.

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    • Birthday: 8/4/1989
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