NO Hank! That's not Jesus's way

I was reminded of that awesome moment in Maura teasing history last night thanks to meeting Erich's brother named Hank. I LOLed in bed last night thinking about it. Oh Barb.

I was hottt

U of I was really fun this weekend. I went down on Firday at midnight and stayed til Sunday morning. My neck's still sore from sleeping on my sister's couch and getting skullfucked. I went out dancing on Saturday night but not my normal psycho dancing. I was in slutty dance mode. I danced with a really tall black guy named Ian. He told me I was the only one in there who knew how to dance as I gyrated my sweaty ass all over his thick Nubian thigh. His friend (also black) invited me to a keg party, but I knew that "keg" really meant "rape the white girl" so I went Mexican food instead. Who knew Champaign had such a diverse culture?

Both my jobs are closing. The store closes May 24th and the restaurant closes May 25th. I really need to start looking for another job. I'm very anti the wait until the job ends and then try to find another only to be unemployed and screwed for 2 months mode.

okay fuck facebook

I really am not a fan of facebook. I just tried to register unsuccessfully for about 15 minutes. First my name was too short- what?!? So then I go to register and it asks for a college email which I don't have so I tried to use a fake one which worked until it said to click on the link in my email in order to complete my registration. Okay- screw that, so then I tried to register as a highschool student and they said I was too old, so I changed my bday and I thought it was gonna work but then it gave me a list that told me to get an invite from someone on it. Are you kidding me!! It's harder to get on facebook then to get across the Mexico/ Texas border. Hmmmm, maybe I can find an illegal immigrant to help me con my way on to facebook- but all they know how to do is pretend they don't know english and wash dishes. Fuck. I guess it's myspace only for me.

so I'm going to Malcolm X

Yeah, I guess I needed to get interviews, letters of reccomendation and a timed essay in order to be considered for the program I applied to at UIC because it's considered a professional degree or something like that. I just assumed they'd send me something in the mail telling me what the "supplemental materials" were that needed to be submitted with my application. -25 for me not being proactive.

...but, that does mean I pretty much have a year off. Yay!! I'm going to take a couple classes next year at Malcolm X (if I get in) to tweak my application up a little bit, but if I get into this coordinated nutrition program next year I have an internship as part of the curriculum and will def have a job right after school. I didn't realize how competitive the program was. They only let 20 people in. If I do get in, I'll really be excited about my life. If I don't, I'm gonna become a high profile escort. I already have one prospective client. I know, I'm jealous of myself right now.

grown out chunky highlights

I really wanted to post something but I feel like shit today. I went out for a few drinks/ got trashed with work peeps because we closed really early last night. I should have gone home and gone to bed because I wasn't fully recovered from U of I plus I slept over at Maura's on Sunday and Tommy and Will were having the loudest sex ever. I could even hear it over Maura's snoring. I think they were 69 blowjobbing eachother and taking breaks for loud moaning. Whatever.

I am pissed at myself that I smoked this weekend but Will made me. Oh well, so I smoked Sunday and Monday too, but I'm requitting today. Why did I cheat!! I hate myself. Gosh, let's see what else is going on... school's almost over. Thank GOD that I only have 4 more years left til I get that pesky bachelors.