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| I just realized that a lot of you guys work for housing, so I've got a question and a grievance.
Tonight, at about 2:30AM, I locked myself out of my apartment for the second time in about ten hours. Long story short, the same person was on duty tonight as this afternoon. She yelled at me on the phone, and when she finally got to my apartment (she certainly took her time), I couldn't believe the kind of language that came out of her mouth. We're talking the entire spectrum of profanity here.
Now believe it or not, I didn't say anything to provoke this. When she was yelling at me on the phone about what a horrible person I was for getting her up in the dead of night to earn her pay, I just stood there in silence and let her talk to herself. When she started to curse at me in front of my door, I just stood there slack-jawed, and I even answered her stupid questions ("ARE YOU A COLLEGE STUDENT? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? HOW OLD ARE YOU? HOW THE FUCK DO YOU EXPECT TO GET THROUGH LIFE BLAH BLAH BLAH RAAWWWWWWRRRRRR I'M A BITCH.") politely.
She was just a tad unprofessional, and needless to say, I found her conduct quite offensive. If I raise enough hell, will she get fired? I locked myself out of my dorm at least a dozen times last year, but the RA on duty was never impolite to me no matter how late it was. I live in Stonehaven if it matters. I'm afraid management might not care if I complain because they're a bit on the snooty side too. | comments: 4 コメント or コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | Bob Dylan - If not For You | | Time: | 12:30 am | | Current Mood: | SHIT |
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| Duuude. I'm sooooooooooooo drunk right now. I drank so much. I didn't smoke any weed, but fuck. FUCK. I danced so much. Danille and I didn't know how to salsa dance, so we just spun around and stepped around and crashed into people, and fuck. FUCK. FUCK. It was so cool. I LOVE SALSA DANCING. Hardly any PAD people showed up. Uh, Sophia, Danielle, KC, Lisa, Sameer, me. I think that was all. That's fucked, considering we planned this several days in advance. The guy who came up with the idea was in LA with our official president. Sheesh. I feel so sorry for our officers. They're obligated to do all this shit on top of the social events. I'm liek, "weerrrrr ,I'm drunk k." I said it once, I'll say it again. I'm glad I never got elected.
I talked to KC tonight. He is a motherufcking G.
Intiitation tomorrow. Repeat of tonight? I imagine so! | comments: コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | nothing | | Time: | 03:12 am | | Current Mood: | =\ |
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| S'up, ladies? Not a whole lot has happened since my last update. I tried to watch The Clearing last night after I got home from Tyler's house (FANDANGO?), but that didn't work out too well. I was awake for about 20 or 30 minutes of it, and then I fell asleep. What little I saw was pretty boring.
Hmm. I have to pack my things tomorrow. I have to go back to Riverside on Sunday afternoon. I'm not looking forward to that. I want to stay here, at HOME. I mean, I want to go back to school so I'll have something to do for a change. But I would like to be able to hit a switch and be back here, in my room, at home to do things like eat and sleep. Riverside is not the ideal place for that sort of thing. At least, on campus.
I reread the notice of suspension I recieved from the LJ abuse team tonight and did as I was told. That is, I went to some automated message thing where I wrote a sentence and pressed a bunch of buttons. I should have gaburieru_ back pretty soon. If you haven't already added that account, please do so.
Hm, New Years Eve is tomorrow. :) | comments: コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | Dr. Dre - Deeez Nuts | | Time: | 01:53 am | | Current Mood: | =[ |
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| Banda Aceh, Indonesia.
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| | "A fire in a crowded Buenos Aires nightclub has killed 88 people, the city's mayor says. More soon." | comments: コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | LOL | | Subject: | Last night. | | Time: | 04:09 pm | | Current Mood: | =] |
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| Fandango?
Oh, and 80,000 dead in Indonesia. It just keeps getting worse. That socks ace. I'm going to wildly estimate that at least 750,000 will die before they finally contain the inevitable epidemics and famine.
In other news, I need to learn how to return movies on time. | comments: コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | TV | | Time: | 10:36 pm | | Current Mood: | lmao |
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| | Mthrfkn Ccksckr: i want to film me having sex more than i actually want to have sex | comments: コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | TV | | Time: | 07:54 pm | | Current Mood: | =] |
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| Dr Gabe B MD: AUGH Mthrfkn Ccksckr: what the fuck are you bitching about now, qurr? Dr Gabe B MD: i took such a huge shit Mthrfkn Ccksckr: on your own face, qurr Dr Gabe B MD: your fire alarm will probably go off again tonight Dr Gabe B MD: because every night it's gone off, i've taken a huge shit Mthrfkn Ccksckr: qurr | comments: 6 コメント or コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | nothing | | Time: | 01:52 pm | | Current Mood: | ... |
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| | I'm back from my long-anticipated shopping trip with my dad. It sucked. He didn't like almost all of the clothes I wanted, so I got next to nothing. He said Eddie Bauer and Dockers were better. Jesus Christ. I'm not an old man and I don't drive a Ford Explorer. I need to find my own source of income. I'm tired of having to face the judgement of my dinosaur parents. Maybe I should sell drugs. But seriously, I'm going to see about some kind of employment as soon as I can get back to school. I'll do anything but food service. Today was a bad fucking day. I've been wanting to go clothes shopping for eight months, and this is what it amounted to. | comments: 8 コメント or コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | TV | | Time: | 10:48 pm | | Current Mood: | =] |
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| in 1946: and i would never swallow in 1946: i just cant. in 1946: thats gross. in 1946: and shes fucking old. Dr Gabe B MD: that's MEAN Dr Gabe B MD: and old is hot in 1946: how is that mean? Dr Gabe B MD: you're not a guy Dr Gabe B MD: you'd never be able to appreciate the discomfort in 1946: discomfort? in 1946: oh em gee Dr Gabe B MD: yeah nigger in 1946: whatever in 1946: im sure a lot of guys find it disgusting as well Dr Gabe B MD: haha Dr Gabe B MD: hmmm in 1946: this one guy i know thinks oral sex is gross. Dr Gabe B MD: they'll lie and say so Dr Gabe B MD: what a faggot Dr Gabe B MD: he probably has a smal dick in 1946: oh my fod in 1946: god* in 1946: he does in 1946: hahahaha Dr Gabe B MD: hahaha Dr Gabe B MD: i win in 1946: i never thought of it like that. in 1946: wow, that makes a lot of sense. | comments: コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | Green Day - 2000 Light Years Away | | Time: | 01:52 am | | Current Mood: | =\ |
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| I'm coming out of retirement until gaburieru_ is freed. I was suspended without any real warning a couple of days ago for my icon. The douchebags at correctjapanese are really uptight. That's the problem with Japanese culture freaks. Japanese customs are treated as so dazzling and incomprehensible that anyone who ends up developing an interest in them runs the risk of letting the whole thing go to their heads. They were obviously far too intellectual for my icon. I hate this higher education shit. I feel like I'm the only person who realizes that the more I learn, the less I know. The moral of that story is that those guys are ultra-fags with two inch dicks.
Okay, some stuff has happened since I left.
I hung out with Billie, Nick and some people I didn't know last night. I hungout with Paul, Jaimie and Bryce today. That was great. I got my headphones in the mail. They're blingin'. I got a little too used to being in San Diego. I'm now dreading my inevitable return to Riverside. My university sucks balls at absolutely everything. Paul told me about his freshman chemistry class today. He had to learn the Schrodinger equation. Japanese is really hardcore at Amherst, too. Paul wouldn't know anything about that, though. Fuck this "It's what you make of it" bullshit. My friends are building castles out of gold bars. All I have to work with at UCR is shit bricks. That town is a fucking hellhole and there is no arguing otherwise unless you're from a town that's even smaller. And my friends are going through what really seems like a very enriching learning experience. I feel like I'm still in high school at UCR. I mean, it's a lot better than high school, but I still feel like I'm being treated like I can't take care of myself or something. My friends are much happier at their universities than I am at mine. I'm going shopping with my dad tomorrow. I have to go back out to dinner with Dan sometime this week. I totally owe my nigga on the real.
God, I wish I never submitted that statement of intent to register at UCR. Dorm life is bullshit. Being away from home is bullshit. Pretty much every great thing I've heard about college so far has been bullshit! I also wish my high school GPA had been just a little bit higher. How high? High enough for me to get into UCI. Mmm mmm, bitch! But on a serious note, I felt like the University of California cheated me. At UCR I am surrounded by people who deserve to be there. I fuckin' don't! Fuck that shit! Fuck it! Fuck your mother. | comments: 4 コメント or コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | David Bowie - Live at the BBC - Let Me Sleep Beside You | | Time: | 07:18 am | | Current Mood: | X_X |
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| I'm retiring this account. If you wish to continue to read the retarded things I periodically post, then gaburieru_ is for you. If you update your journal on a regular basis, or have somehow been a part of my LiveJournal life for a very long time, I added you to my friends list on that account. If you don't or weren't, well, tough luck. My friends list on my new account is about a third as long, but chances are if you're reading this, you made the cut.
Okay, peace out. | comments: 7 コメント or コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | Guns 'N Roses - Welcome To The Jungle | | Subject: | My Chinese mother. | | Time: | 06:18 am | | Current Mood: | X_X |
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| This one goes out to my resident advisor, Lina, who won't let me sleep on the couch on Sunday nights. Thank you for spanking me in front of half of the floor.
Now I can't sleep. | comments: コメントの送信  |
| Last night, I went to the store with Travis. For the first time, I used my own shopping cart. Holy crap, I have grown up. Thanks to Ralphs Club, I got $50.00 worth of meat for $25.00. I saved eleven dollars on one package of ribeyes alone. That's just great. Furikake is a very interesting condiment. We ate. And it was good.
Last night, Billie did LSD. He spent a good part of my afternoon regailing me with tales of his adventures. Now I want to do LSD. I've actually wanted to try that since, oh, ninth grade. I just never got my hands on it. I might be able to cook some up with a chemistry degree, but I'm trying to become some kind of diplomatic figure. Plus, that stuff screws you up for days. I can't afford that.
When my dad came by today, he forgot to bring my stack of DVDs with him. I called him on Thursday night and pleaded with him to bring me my Playstation 2, but he told me that I'm supposed to be studying, not playing video games. That's pretty much all I do here during the week, is study for something that one of my professors or TA's is planning to throw at me on Friday. Oh, well. Maybe my mom will come by next week. I haven't seen her for five weeks. Maybe she'll be more sympathetic.
I spent most of today sitting on my ass. I played Madden 2005 with Jason for some reason. I don't like football, so naturally, I got my ass kicked. Darn. After I cleaned my room up a bit, I went to EB Games and bought a used copy of Virtua Fighter 4: Evolution for Playstation 2. That game is much funner, even though Jason hates it. Tekken 4 is definitely superior to that, and I would've bought a copy if I didn't already have one at home. I got my brother to put it in the middle of the stack of DVDs my dad forgot to bring with him on his way up here this morning. A lot of good that did. I just hope he won't notice it in the stack. I want to buy that new Grand Theft Auto game, but I should probably wait until Christmas. Even then, I'm going to want to see Paul and Cathy and Bryce and Jaimie and MY CAT. I miss my cat so much. Everything about him. Even his stinky breath.
I miss everything about home in general. The view. There's nothing worth looking at out here. Nothing like that, at least. There are some mountains, but I don't care about mountains. I'm a city slicker beach person, damn it. Weekends are just painful because I have nothing to do. At least during the week I think, "Oh, boy! Sato-sensei!" Not during the weekend. The closest thing I have to her is Rob. Ewww. This is like prison.
"MY NAME'S TYREE. AND YEAH, I WENT TO PRISON." | comments: 6 コメント or コメントの送信  |
| | Current Music: | nada | | Subject: | Hooray, dad! | | Time: | 12:18 pm | | Current Mood: | =] |
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| My dad came by today. That was the first time in a couple of weeks. He stayed here longer than he usually does and we talked and stuff. God, I miss my family. I haven't seen anyone from San Diego since I moved here except for that black girl from cross country and that Asian guy Ben who I think hates my guts for some reason. Whenever he looks at me it's like I come up on radar as more a lump of shit and less a human being. He might not have a problem at all. I just can't figure out why he won't say hi, because we DO know eachother. Anyway, yeah. My mom needs to come by or something. I haven't seen her face to face since I moved out. This sucks. I miss my family. I miss my house. I don't want to go home before Thanksgiving because I don't want my mom to think I'm having a terrible time here. I mean, I am, but I don't want her to lose sleep over it. She would.
WAHWAHWAH. More about last night later, maybe. | comments: 2 コメント or コメントの送信  |
| | Tonight, I borrowed Travis's Razor scooter after dinner because I wanted to see how much easier it would make my commute to math class. I got there so much earlier than I thought I would, so I just scooted around campus for a while. I tried to go up what I thought was just a dark path, and I fell on my ass. You see, I slipped in mud. As I was going down I thought I was just being a klutz, and then my ass hit what came between it and the pavement. Mud. I had to tie my sweatshirt around my waist like I was some kind of girl on her period, and then I went to class. When I got back from class, I did my usual ritual. I threw all of my crap on top of Tyler's bed and went about my business for a while. What I didn't notice until about five minutes ago was that the bottom of my bag was muddy. I got mud on his sheets. Oops. When I was filling out my housing application, I was torn between marking "somewhat messy" and "very messy". I thought I would try to turn over a new leaf in the cleanliness department in college, but ain't a damn thing changed. Oh, well. One way to reverse the curse my roommate has put on me would be to clean up my act, but will I EVER do that? Probably not. | comments: コメントの送信  |
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