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Saturday, July 30, 2005

meaningless crap

ah..so..after making life complete hell for nikita yesterday..i went to bed at like 8 am...
i wake up to my mom screaming at me because i have to sign some papers..im too asleep for that...she then starts yelling at me for doing drugs..
i sign the papers.
my parents continue yelling at eachother because my mom wrote colorado with the letter "c" in russian for the passport papers instead of "k"...her excuse is that shes used to writing in english..my dad says that letter "k" is the same in both languages...
they figure out that it was all my dads fault because hes the one that wrote it wrong on the papers she was copying from..
i come downstairs..they both look at me like im jesus ..
my dad says "ah here is the expert in writing english in this family"...i tell him that im not going to be writing anything for them and to stay the fuck away from me..
theres no way im filling out any fucking papers..
they yell at eachother for about three more hours..
it seems that it will be a while till i get my passport renewed.

so yeah thats my little pointless story...

Friday, July 22, 2005

minor technicalities

Just finished this book..its called “speak”..most saddening thing ive ever read..mainly because i try to avoid sad sappy shit...

now im kinda in a shitty mood..but i don’t think its all book related..

We were playing capture the flag today..the sun.. the heat..the running...it was great..you even had to pay attention..and ... ... try..

..they forced me..i told them id rather take a test about the stupid book...but they forced me..

great idea..25 big ass dudes and.. and..little me….

tackling wasnt allowed....i was relieved..
everybody else was pissed..

i knew it would be a bad idea...first of all everyone was impressed with my running skills..and second i did something to my toe....it hurts like hell now..

telling my mother about the toe was another bad idea..

apparently the latent content behind the toe incident was that i don’t want to go to cali…her point being “that when people don’t want to do something they’ll break their heads because of it” …

shit like this irritates me because we both know that I want to go..

I yelled at her for being stupid..

Then we drove to get a Colorado ID..that’s of course..heh..a whole new story

You see..you cant get a state ID without a social security number which of course you cant get unless you have not two forms of ID… Such as a green card and license..the license you cant get unless you have a permit..for which you need ....a social security number for which you need two forms of ID..such as a green card and..a passport…my passport has expired..and at least I don’t need a social security number to get that done…but its taking a few months....i can also use a green card and..a school ID...but..its summer..and mines been lost since ..well..i don’t know how long..
they will not take my elitches season pass (I asked) ..and apperantly my birth certificate isn’t good enough either...

This is beyond my understanding..

my parents refuse to let me go to cali without an ID..and I cant take the green card on the trip because they suspect that I will lose it…based on the facts that a. I lost my school ID and b. nikita has my elitches pass…

it is beyond ther comprehension that a. my school id is lost is because I don’t give a damn about it...and b. the season pass is better off with nikita anyway

they don’t believe me..

now I feel like taking a nap…

still no ID..

Sunday, July 17, 2005

thanks for calling..


it was my 17th birthday yesterday..and it was one of the most depressing days of the month..i dont know why, but so many things went wrong..one of them being that dicle didnt even call...

today has much more potential..i woke up to a phone call from my grandfather..i havent talked to him since ive been here..and i havent seen him for even longer...i wouldnt have talked to him today..but the phone was in my room....so i reluctantly stumbled out of bed and picked it up not recognizing the voice on the other end..how could i?..i havent spoken to him in years plus the man sounds like he is in his thirties.... the point is..talking to him made my day...


his whole persona reminds me of the movies.... he is always well shaven, his suits are made exclusively in italy and fit his broad shoulders with meticulous aptness... this old man with a youthful spirit and a kind face, who brings his grandaughter expensive gifts... kisses her on the cheek and calls her "princess"..simultaneously leads a life of intrigue adventure and romance.......

basically hes awesome


as i was saying....i did not recognize him...but he introduced himself as "your loyal knight Viktor" ...with the tone of voice that youd truly imagine a noble being would have...i now knew who it was...and he continued talking as if the distance that time has shaped had disappeard into thin air..he went on to tell me that he had heard from my grandmother that i was the most beautiful lady in the state of colorado (a very flattering exaggeration)..and also..that although he is "too old to go on a quest" he is "sprawled at my feet"....he wished me happy birthday in the most figurative language i have heard and made me feel like i really was a princess....:)


after that..i went back to bed..and thought it immensly strange that nikita isnt here and i cant call him or see him..... decided that i actually miss him ..and went downstairs to make breakfast.....then ..i actualy decided that i wanted to finish the hw that i had....and now..im taking a break from that...to say what im about to say..

that most importantly.. i wanted to thank everyone who took the time to call or write or say happy birthday to me....because as heartless as i may seem i really do appreciate it :)


Friday, July 08, 2005

driving with Bob*

*name has been changed

So we got lost….

And you have no idea how lost we got…

First we kind of just drove straight…then Bob had this brilliant idea to call the person (Abby) whose house we were trying to get to, to you know, actually find out where her house was…and so we drove in the “direction of Abby’s house”…aaand a little later we drove in the opposite direction…because you see…Bob has no idea where north and south are….

Bob has a tendency to drive in the middle of the street. That is until you tell him that he is driving directly in the middle of both lanes, and then he will notice and maybe switch to only one of the lanes….

Bob also comes to a complete stop in the middle of the road while looking for something in the car…

After about 30 minutes of driving…Bob had to take a piss…so we stopped at a 7/11…when Bob…(surprisingly he didn’t have to ask for directions to find the bathroom) pulled out THE MAP…

This is when I decided that I had to take a piss as well ..since it was obviously going to be a long…er…drive

After being even more confused by the map (there was no “you are here!” X mark)…Bob decided to call Abby (for the 5th time) to ask for directions…

We left the 7/11

After driving around for 30 more minutes…I finally decided to take the matter into my own hands and talk to Allan myself, Allan was the patient one giving Bob directions over the phone..

Handing me the phone was the smartest thing Bob has ever done…and as he admits himself…. He really does “need a woman to tell [him] where to go”

So since we were driving in the wrong direction all along…Bob had to make a U-turn…while trying to accomplish this difficult task…Bob backed up into the curb.

Under my command we got to the house in about 10 mins…but sadly.. by that time everyone had to leave…

Since Scott was driving me home…somebody had to explain to ..Bob…how to get out of the neighborhood and back to his house…

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

its wednesday..i think

Something exciting has to happen today…

You see, this Monday I boldly decided that it must be a Wednesday. (Why? I don’t know)... When I finally came to the appalling realization that it was in fact NOT Wednesday I was almost disappointed…
Then came Tuesday, on Tuesday I was once more certain that it had to be Wednesday. (Hell, if it was not wedsnday the day before it damn well better be wedsnday the next day..)... To my great surprise and disbelief it was again NOT Wednesday...the world was clearly against me..

Today, as far as I'm concerned..(I checked my calendar three times) it is indeed wednsday..

Monday, July 04, 2005

something to ponder...

why is there such a thing as furniture porn?
what would happen if you had light bulbs for nipples?
how do whales have sex?
whats the literal meaning of "sucking ass"?
do you feel like a cow when you eat salad?
can you steal a bank?
how do chickens have sex?
how does one make millions of money?
do you like ketchup?..yes..but do you reaally like it?
should you consider somone officially crazy when they scream "im a unicorn!" in the shower?
why do people argue?
how fast can turtles have sex?
what do women want?
aaand...heres another inside joke that hardly anyone will get....


and of course...on a final note..

what if your fingers were alive?

Friday, July 01, 2005

why summer sucks and war of the worlds..

well since apperantly the last blog was "gay" i decided to write a different one..that would be less "gay"...plus im bored as hell...yeah..has anyone started doing anyting for IB?..seriously..im sitting here trying to read one hundred year of solitude..and its not working..obviously..im doing this instead for christs sake....anyway..goddamn..theres soooo much shit to do..how do they expect us to have an anxiety free summer?..its just not possible...its depressing to even think about it...
oh yes..so i saw war of the worlds yesterday..i was kind of disappointed..since first of all whenever they make a movie based on a book, they usually dont do a very good job....and otherwise the directing wasnt too great, i think we all expected more from spielberg.....anyway i dont have much to say about this one since i didnt have as high of expectations as i did for batman..
now back to ohyos..i think..