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“White people are bitches.”
-my barber lady
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Archive for August, 2004
Quote of the Day
“A sandwich is just a sandwich but a MANwich issss a meal.”
-Prashanthi as a gay man
This one definitely got me to ‘lol’
-v
Quote of the Day
“I’m hungrier than a runaway slave!”
-Gabrielle/Gabby
On a separate note, I’d like to thank all of my friends for having such hilarious quotes. They keep me laughing for hours. Alright, now back to your regularly scheduled programming.
Quote of the Day
“No we can not be friends, please do not try to contact me again.”
-Elaine
“Betsy, Betsy, Betsy.. you know I love you, and we make a great couple… Yes, Frank IS a jacka$$.”
$5o bucks right there. Ah the life of a struggling actor. No money for a long time, and then you say one line in a movie and you get $50 for about 10 minutes worth of work. I like it, I think. It makes me feel like I’m living on the edge.
This however, is going to be much different once I get to L.A. So here it is– the moment of truth that I’ve been stressing out over for a while now– money in L.A. I’m petrified that I’ll move out there and there won’t be any money for me anywhere. Right now I’m under the shield of my parents because they live so close to me. I can go home and eat lunch if I feel like it, etc. But out there on my own? Skipped meals should become regular. Scrounging for rent money should become even more regular. And I’m very very afraid of all of this.
Suppose it as a measure of growing up perhaps? Perhaps the ultimate maturity will be not relying on anyone anymore but myself? I dont know. As of now, I’m just petrified and glad to know that I have classes this semester. It’s yet another few months in this cocoon called OU and another few months in pushing away my worries. Of course in the meantime, school will drive me insane, I will probably have a shitload more neuroses, and I’ll get to.. some very bad places. We’ll see. We’ll see.
Quote of the Day
“Yes yes, and she’s 5′3″ and likes red beans and rice.”
-Prashanthi
Quote of the Day
“Vineetha says “Roses smell like…” says:
but any day’s a great day for Jesus!!”
-Vinni
Another Quote of the Day
“I got another hole today.”
-Prashanthi
Quote of the Day
“billionth indian: call me a grade A idiot an im yours”
-Prachi
Quote of the Day
“billionth indian: are you kidding me?! i want every type of STD possible, whether it be cyber, virtual, or physiological”
-Prachi
Quote of the Day
“I’ve mowed so many more lawns than you ever have!”
-Vinni
I accomplished stuff today. Got all my clothes washed, cleaned the bathroom (boy howdy was that a feat) and went running.
Alright, to be totally honest that’s not all that much, but I felt that it was enough to merit a spot in my blog.
K, that’s it. See ya tomorrow.
I’m fighting with Valerie right now. She’s a GOP skank as far as I’m concerned. Totally oblivious to reason and cites GOP.com or .org or whatever to makes points.
So is there anyone else out there who’s a stout Republican? BRING IT ON!
Alright, so I have to admit– this is sort of creepy:
http://www.fortune.com/fortune/ontech/0,15704,675442,00.html?cnn=yes
I’m not one to preach on about the end times and such, but come on– seriously now.
On another note, today was the end of three days of Vinni and I having to wake up at 6:00 am. Today was a city-wide Pentecostal conference thingie, and I was dragged into it in some odd fashion. I had fun; our video/movie/skit was well-received and relatively painless. (There was a technical glitch that made us stay on stage a bit too long.) Afterwards, I came home and SLEPT LIKE A BABY.
Or maybe not like a baby because babies are light sleepers. Maybe more like… I SLEPT LIKE A DEAD PERSON.
There. That sounds final enough. Except I’m not dead. Nope. I’m alive. Yeah. Umm.. I should probably go now.
Quote of the Day
“M-A-R-S, bitches.”
-Black Bush, Dave Chapelle Show
I saw a rather depressing sight today at Wal-Mart. First off, please don’t start giving me slack about Wal-mart and how much of a capitalist conglomerate it is, blah blah blah. Don’t tell me that it destroys towns and wrecks families.
All I know is this ignorant little fact: It’s cheap and they have moderately quality products.
I saw a mother get attacked today at Wal-Mart and it shocked me. There was a 14-15 year old boy biting his mother’s shirt and almost tearing it. I was too startled to move, and then I realized what was going on- the boy had a mental disability and wanted something that the mom put in the grocery bag. He didn’t know how to deal with angst and immediately just started to bite his mom.
Now most of the people around the aisle were staring at him and trying to make sense of what was going on. I on the other hand had my attention focused on someone else– the boy’s sister, who was probably just a year or two younger than him.
She was crying. Her cap covered swollen eyes with tears about to burst any second. The first few tears had already been shed and therefore it was even more difficult to hold the tears in. Her lips were quivering with some tension every once in a while trying to hold some sense of normalcy. She couldn’t do it though.
I spent some time, in the madness of it all, imagining why she was crying and all i could think was how old she was. She was at the age where peer pressure is everything. Family is a distant second compared to how you look and feel in front of others, and here she was with her brother doing what he did and she had no way to run. I know she wanted to run. Her body embodied that. But she just stood there, her face cracked with tears, her lips keeping her emotions in.
Quote of the Day
“I spent $7 for the $6 Dollar Burger yesterday at Carl’s Jr.”
-Vinoj
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