Last Friday I went to a party. It was a school function, actually. An annual shindig for the student, faculty, staff and friends of the Center I'm a part of at school. It was alright. But why wasn't anyone chaperoning me?! I'm sayin', wine is a "sophisticated" drink that you sip on, right? Well? Why wasn't anyone stopping me as I drank my cups like Kool-Aid? LoL. Basically, my ass was drunk that night. I didn't realize how much that alcohol had affected me while I was queen of the dancefloor (hehe). Only when I left the floor to go to the bathroom did I actual notice that I couldn't walk straight. =) And my memory of that night is in parts. I felt like time didn't go by quick that night, but, it turned out that I spent quite a bit of time in the different places we went to after the party. I can't really explain. I just know that when I was getting out the taxi, I saw the gutter and turned behind me to Nadine saying, "Be careful" and what not 'cause there's a bit of a decline in the road. I step over the gutter onto the curb and - kerplop! I fall. Ironic.

Anyway, I had a bit of a hangover in the morning. My hangovers don't consist of headaches, but of stomach aches. I just ended up sleeping that morning. And I didn't get any homework done that weekend. In fact, I haven't been getting any work done, period. I need to stop that. I am not trying to prolong my studies. Oh - I am accepting donations for all those who want to contribute to my college fund. How else am I gonna pay back over 60 grand in student loans? Besides the obvious answer of marrying rich? (Yeah, right. I would never marry for money! But it doesn't sound like a bad idea right now... lol).

Okay, I don't feel like writing anymore. Plus, I don't have much to say. Or at least nothing I feel like revealing at the moment. ;) So, peace out, homie G's!

What is up with "Fat Free" Jell-O pudding?? I mean, the fact that I'm eating chocolate pudding, do you think I care if it's got fat in it or not? Heh. Actually, I just don't think it tastes good if it don't got fat in it! That's like a general rule - if it tastes good, it's probably not good for you! :)

So, here I am in front of the computer. You know what that means- I should be doing my homework! But, old habits die hard. I'll never be a good student. Ever. How I made it this far is one of the world's mysteries. I better shut up. Don't wanna jinx myself! :-P

So, last week on the 11th, I guess they were having all these memorial ceremonies all around the country. When my classmates and I were on our way from our convo class to grammar and 4 fighter jets, or whatever the hell they were, flew overhead. I'll be damned if me and Nadine didn't get all scared. We heard this loud noise and I sorta ducked and almost covered my ears. That was kinda crazy. Then one of our classmates was teasing us saying, "It's okay. You never hear the one that actually hits you." We both gave him a punch in the arm. hehe

And something's wrong with me. Well, that's nothing new. But also last week, I sneezed, letting out a little "choo" sound. Then, for some inexplicable reason I exclaimed, "hap-py birthday." And if you woulda heard me you woulda looked at me really strange. No, but stranger than you look at me now. lol

I caught another documentary on World Link TV the other night. It was called "Good Kurds, Bad Kurds". The Kurds are found in Turkey, Syria, Iraq, Iran, and I guess Russia. The "good Kurds" - according to the US regime, are the ones persecuted by Saddam, and the "bad" ones are the ones in Turkey. It's all related to the BS that our government propogates. You know, all part of the hypocrisy which is our so-called democracy (see Malcolm X). Basically, it's bad for Saddam to kill his Kurdish population, but it's okay for Turkey to do it - and with US weapons - because Turkey is one of the only democracies in the Middle East. And the injustice continues.

Anyway... I'm out!

Today was a long azz day for me. It's my busy day at school. Why, oh, why did I pile all my classes (or the bulk of 'em) in one day? And not only that- why am I taking what I'm taking? Sheesh. I'll be glad when it's all over.

Anyway, so I come home, flip on the TV. And what's this I see? All this September 11th crap. Sorry- not interested. So, I turned to Telefutura. There, they were showing a Venezuelan game show called "Aprieta y Gana". That's what I'm talking about. Although I didn't actually watch it. And then Mexican soccer came on. And I'm no sports fan, but it was better than listening to Bush.

But I went into the kitchen to fix me some eatins'. Wanted to use up some o' my food before it went bad. (Won't even tell you what those ingredients were! lol) I made some soup. Wasn't very good, but still edible. But man- what a difference a little cilantro and green onions can make! I made some fake pho. Okay, so it was nothing like pho. I didn't even have half the stuff you need for it. But whatever.

I went to a museum with JP and Jeannie this weekend. It was modern art and sculptures. It was alright. This one exhibit they had was freaky! Some sculptures on loan from the Australian museum had these life-like figures. Creepy stuff... And it was a beautiful day. We've been having some pretty great weather these days. Then soon it'll be autumn and all the leaves will fall. It'll be cold and windy. And sometimes rainy. But that means winter is coming and I can get my tail the hell out of this country! Yay! But I'm getting ahead of myself. Heh...

So, anyway... after the museum, I showed JP how to get to this one Vietnamese spot. We ate at this one restaurant then went next door to get some bubble tea. Well, I didn't have any. I was pretty full from the restaurant. I was thinking as we were arriving at this Vietnamese plaza, "it would be funny if I saw Tammy here." And sure enough, while we were at the bubble tea place, a girl enters the store and we're all staring and squinting at each other. She goes, "Sheena?" I go, "Tammy?" hehe.. Then it was a hug and a buncha giggles and what not...

I also went out with some grad students Friday night. We went to the harbor and it was nice. Still the pleasant weather, lots of people. I saw some people from my undergrad. I got the attention of one and started talking to him. Funny how I'll talk to people I never talked to before just because I encounter them in a new and separate setting.

Speaking of talking to people you never talked to before... Today, after one of my classes, one of my classmates approaches me. When I first saw him the first day, I thought he looked familiar, but I simply could not place his face. I later resolved that he was in one of my classes from one of the two previous semesters. Turns out, he went to my alma mater and that's where I had a class with him! He had recognized me. Funny, we both give credit to the one professor we both had for getting us into our grad school programs.

I was hatin' on one of my friends last week. I was talkin' to Nadine last week, reminding her that Enrique Iglesias would be in town. Do you know this girl told me how this one guy (that one of our classmates tried to hook her up with) called her up and was like, I've got an extra ticket to the Enrique concert if you wanna go... WHAT?!?! Why didn't he call me up? And what the hell is a guy doin' goin' to an Enrique concert? Geez... Anyway, I'm over it. I got my own Spaniard anyhow... Syke.

Okay... what should I do? I'm gonna try to be more productive with my school work. I don't wanna go through the panic phases right before my mid-terms or whatever. Wow. This is gonna be, like, the first time I actually have mid-terms. I had mostly papers last school year.

I think I'll work on some Arabic right now while I watch TV or listen to some music. Until next time...

Good job, America! You voted and chose Kelly Clarkson as your American idol. Woo-hoo! That's what I'm talkin' about. :) Yeah, I casted about 15 votes for homegirl. That girl got a little bit o' soul in her. :) Even Mary J. Blige, Melissa Joan Hart and Lois from "Malcolm in the Middle" were rootin' for her!

So... I'm back in school and sure as hell don't wanna be here. :( Here's wishin' the school year zooms by! I'm takin' 4 classes for credit and auditing one. Three classes are in my concentration and are a total of 9-credits, which is a full-load for grad school. The other course is 6-credits of Arabic which I need in order to pass a proficiency exam so I can hopefully graduate. Then the class I'm auditing is Hebrew. So far, there are only 2 other students in that class. Hope it stays that way 'cause I think we're all pretty much on the same level, though we each have our own strengths and weaknesses. I would just hate for someone else to join who's obviously got no aptitude for language-learning. Plus my classmates actually make an effort to pronounce the language right. I hate American accents in foreign languages! (But one of my classmates is Mexican, but anyway...)

In my Arabic class, we've got certain ones in there who just don't got it. Or it takes 'em a while. I get frustrated in there. During summer Arabic I asked my teacher, "Do you ever just wanna choke your students?" LoL. He was like, nah, I'm not a violent person. I go, "I'm not either. I just have violent thoughts." Haha... But I tell ya, in reference to my particular class, being of a Semitic peoples does not make you predisposed to learning a Semitic language. (And I'm not talking about the only Arab in the class, if you know what I mean) But you ain't heard it from me! =X

So, anyway, I'm takin' all these classes. One on the Arab-Israeli conflict with a visiting professor from Israel, another on the Political Economy of the Middle East (it's a required course), and another on Syrian/Lebanese politics. And I don't wanna be in any of 'em! If I could just study languages, I'd be content. After I get my degree - if I get my degree - I shall never, ever return to school again. Buh-leee dat! What sucks for me this semester, besides taking these courses I don't think I'll excel out, my dumb tail thought it'd be a good idea to schedule everything on the same day. I figured, that'll give me more "free" days to do whatever. So, Arabic is every freakin' morning, as usual, Hebrew is Mondays and Fridays, the Arab-Israeli course is Monday/Wednesday, and every thing else is Wednesday! So, yeah- that was today. I was in class all damn day long. From 9:15am 'til 8:30 tonight. And since it was the grande finale of "American Idol" this evening, which started at 8, you know I set my VCR. hehe

So... Saturday I went to see this documentary produced/directed/written... by 2 Georgetown grads. It was called "The Pocket" and it was a documentary on Go-go music. It was a'ight. But there were a lotta caucazoids in attendance. Ain't nuttin' wrong with that, but all my classmates that went had never heard of Go-go music before. And I'm sure that most of the other white people hadn't either. There were some black folk up in there who knew what was up. LoL. Then afterwards, a few bands played: Uncalled 4 and Little Benny and the Go-go AllStars. But in between this punk-rock band played. They were all right, but pretty much out of place there, ya know! Basically, they're from DC and say they love go-go, so, that was their connection to it all...

But after all that, I was in the mood to hit up a go-go. I gotta find someone to roll wit', though. I am not tryna go with someone who doesn't already know what it's about. And plus, even though they might dig it, I might be embarrassed with the way they dance. Haha!

Anyway, I should do my Arabic homework. And I should also feed my belly. I'm sleep- and food-deprived at the moment. Only about 112 days to go 'til I get the hellz outta here! =P