Cat? I'm a Kitty Cat!

You are a tortoiseshell or calico cat. Man, are you
nuts or what? You should try taking some
tranquilizers. Calm down, you hyper thing!
You've got a great personality though. You're
so lively and you are known for getting into
mischief.

What color of cat are you?
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And I dance, dance, dance and I dance, dance, dance!

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/kittycatdance.html

Well, guess what!

Your Love Style is Agape

You are a caring, kind, and selfless partner. Unsurprisingly, your love style is the most rare. You are willing to sacrfice your world for your sweetie. Except it doesn't really feel like sacrifice to you. For you, nothing feels better than giving to the one you love.

What's" Your Love Style?

P.S. It's my birthday! I'm officially out of my teens!

Fink-ay

Well, here it is, the blog you've all been waiting for.

Yeah, that's all I've got.

Anyway, I just finished writing this awesome paper on British Romanticism and the role of nature in poetry, and I cited both Wordsworth and Shelley as references. Yikes, it's a crazy paper. My mom took the same class when she was in college and told me that my paper was better than any one she ever wrote.

I'm really tired now, and I'm trying to stop this being sick thing, so I think I'll go to bed. I leave for Arizona Saturday morning and I cannot be sick on that plane, I'll just jump off it.

It's Tragus Time!

I pierced my tragus today! Yay! I love it, like a lot, and I'll post a picture right after this post, I promise. Anyhoo, I skipped my Behavioral Changes class to go to Tom Spaulding's and get it done. It hurt, but only a little. It hurt when she first pierced my skin, but otherwise it just felt weird. There was pressure and I could feel her moving things around, but I'm totally not used to that. Anyway, it took about 10 minutes total, from the second I walked in to the second I walked out, and I love it! My mom asked me if she should get hers done and I just laughed. She's the one who asked me, "Are freaks the only ones who do that?" when I mentioned that I was getting it pierced. I love my mommy. My dad just kinda looked at it and was like, "Um, okay.". Okay, I'm done, look for a pic soon!

Moral Dilemma Solved!

Okay, so it looks like I'll be piercing my tragus. I was originally going to pierce my conch, not with a hoop, but a stud... however, after input from friends and a little more time to think about it, I've decide to go with the tragus. What do you think kiddies? If you don't know what either of them are, you're fired. Or you can just ask. Your choice!


Bye!

Bored!

Today was an interesting day. I felt very scholastic. Scholarly? Whatever. I went to my Human Sexuality (we didn't have to write vulgarities on the board this time), then I went to my Abnormal Psychology class (where I took a quiz that I bombed), and then I went to the library with my friend Cassie to work on a reference page for our Abnormal Psych class that's due on Wednesday. We were there for a good hour or so, and then she went to class and I went to Rotterdam Square mall. I got something to eat and then I bought sunglasses for me, 2 books for my cousin's birthday, and a horrible 50 cent cd for my brother's birthday. It's so odd that we're even related. Yuck! Then I went back to SCCCCCCCC for my Behavioral Changes class and met with my professor about my 6 week project on Behavior Modification. It has to be something that can be reinforced and I think I might do mine on my guitar playing. You know, document how often I play, how long, how many songs I know, how long it takes to learn a new one, etc. Word, I think that'll be good. Then I get to write a 10 page paper about my "findings". I'll probably just find that I really DO suck at guitar. Then I went up to Josh's and hung out with Leigh. We went on an adventure that involved really bad driving and ice cream and 15 fafillion horses in one paddock. Gosh! Idiot! Then I came home and at dinner and now here I am!

I decided to be cool and have an actual "blog". In case you haven't noticed. Now it's time for me to go eat more ice cream... or maybe not. Anyhoo, peace out!

Word.

It's my first post here, so word to your mother!