April 6, 2003
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I’m taking a break from the ass-breaking labor of having to sit in front of my laptop writing my damn Mythology paper. 10 pages! 10 freakin’ pages? Who do you think I am? (insert name of person who is known for writing a lot of 10-page papers with ease)?
Last night Tiff, Brian, and I finally went to the Olive Garden. Brian’s friend Richard came with us, and Tiff and I quickly scared him with our shifty eyes, and our desires for a cardboard surgeon. He was really nice though, and we ended up spending $100.19 total for our dinners, and that pretty much means that we all throw money into a pile and then, somehow it turns out alright. Oh yeah, when I went to the bathroom, I realized that I had dropped some cream on my shirt, that happened to fall right on the area of my left boob. So while I was in the bathroom, I was scrubbing it like crazy, which must have looked stupid, because I could see all of the other ladies’ shifty eyes…YOU CAN’T JUDGE ME! YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW ME!
After dinner, Brian picked up his sister at UCLA and we went to
My group went to Borders and we played around with books and Tiffanie rubbed herself against the smutty books…Tiffanie ended up buying manga and while we were there, we decided that our bedroom would be really dark and goth! Yay! Dark and goth…with a hint of Burberry for myself. I also have decided to stock up on coffee table books, because I really enjoy those and I want to make them available to the people who come visit us in our apartment next year.
What else? Oh yeah, after that we went back to UCLA, hung out at Brian’s sis’ apartment and we just talked about stuff…then Brian’s “brother” Ben came, and he was nice too…oh yeah, the security at UCLA is insane! All guests have to be signed in and we have to carry around pink guest cards to get into the buildings. Haha. USC has nothing like that. You could easily walk in with a crowd of people with keys and bypass all of the locked doors. Hmm…maybe that’s why we have such a high crime rate…
We visited a few more of Brian’s friends from San Marino (sp?) and the whole time we just talked about stuff…and more stuff…OH YEAH…Both Tiffanie and I are not from LA so we really didn’t have any connection to any of the people we were visiting, so we often fell into conversation on our own. Well, Brian and his friends started doing this let’s-all-become-silent-in-unison-so-we-can-listen-to-Tiffanie-and-Loretta’s-conversation-and-they-won’t-know-it-because-they-are-so-into-their-own-conversation thing. I swear they did this like at least 6 times. It would take me and Tiff a while to realize that their conversation had stopped, and when we looked up at them, we’d see them all smiling and laughing at us. I think they caught me saying, “I want a hello kitty chair” and “Then I’ll kill him and collect the insurance money.” THE HORROR!
We went home which was scary b/c we were stuck in traffic and BRIAN’S CAR HAD NO GAS around
So, fast forward a few hours. I woke up at
When I woke up I worked on my essay some more, and then I met Tiff at Cafe84 to walk her to
Anyway, I have to go back to my essay…I really wish I could go to lunch with you today guys, but my essay really needs to be done…lets go out some other time, ok? (sob sob).
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Comments (3)
hope you didn't die from writing that much. that's insane. good job, loretta. sounds like you did a lot of traveling in one night. take care. bye.
Sounds like you had oodles of fun. How come I wasn't there? You know I'm the life of the party. I forgot what I was going to say, oh I remember. If you're going to be buying all these coffee table books, I suggest that you don't decorate your future apartment all goth cause contrary to what you said, I don't think anyone would take a step in if they feel frightened. Glad to hear that you're having fun. See you soon, believe it or not.
GOTH ROCKS!! YEAH!! I say you just forget the damn paper. Just say..."TO HELL WITH YOU!" then you get a lighter and burn it to ashes and then scatter them all over your teachers desk and then put a cherry on top and say "Im done!" Oh the Agony!
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