let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives

squeak! so if you'd ask me, right now, who my ideal man is...i would totally have an answer for you. okay, are you ready?? well, the answer really is too obvious, so i guess i'll just say it:

ironman.

mature, distinguished, intelligent, suave, handsome, rich, powerful, a little self centered, and above all, confident in whatever he was doing- whether it was making bombs or destroying the enemy. i'm vain enough to want good looks and money to accompany whoever i get, but the thing that cinches it for me would have to be the way he carries himself, his confidence, a sexy arrogance that for him, is completely warranted. of course, for ironman it's completely warranted because he gets the sexiest girls, the fastest cars, and possesses the most brilliant mind. ohhhhhh, for a man like that. that is perfection achieved.

so i ditched baccalaureate tonight for a night with the infamous jake bates, which as always, was completely phenomenal, of course. (there were way too many commas in that last sentence, and yes, i completely, realize, that.) he's one of the few classic "tall, dark, handsome, and sharply witty" types that are so rare, so besides a good night of stimulating conversation, i also got to stare at him all night. (i need to get his younger sister to read this so she can throw up from disgust.) deeply satisfying!

earlier this afternoon i donned a bikini and went out to tackle my jungle of a backyard; aka mowing the lawn. after dousing myself repeatedly with the water hose, i'm proud to say that one sweaty, scantily clad, slightly gross asian girl successfully beautified a small area of land. (or just made the grass shorter.) regardless, cold showers after said activity are unbelievably wondrous, and can also make you very sleepy. so i sleepied and read the "under the jolly roger" (third book in bloody jack series by l.a. meyer-he's incredible) in turn until jake called me for directions to my house.


do i feel bad about missing baccalaureate? once in awhile, i feel i should reevaluate myself. and i'd have to say the God honest answer to that is a great resounding NO. i have too little time left here to be spent wasting it with my class. there are older men, better places, and brand new things that are just WAITING for me. i hope i don't miss out.

why is it so hard to find the lyrics to 'the wrath of marcie'???
go watch this. soo psychedelic. i love the go! team.

my face still half hurts from that piece of oral surgery, but it's getting better. i actually look like a reasonable human being now, and no longer resemble some sort of forest rodent. i'm thinking i'll coerce someone to write my graduation speech for me, simply because i'm too lazy and could care less. it's due tuesday...dun dun dun.

i wonder if i'm capable of real love sometimes. not that cheap, surface stuff, but the stuff that really digs into your heart and makes you feel. there is the off chance that i'm just some weird emotionless freak, which i'm kinda banking on right now. i wonder if i'll marry for power and money one day, things that do make me happy, but not happy in the way you're "supposed" to be. i wonder if i'll just give up.

sometimes best friends piss you off, and you don't want to talk to them. take a hint, like a good boy.