All Your Bandwidth Belong to Us

You know what’s freaky? When the people you normally watch end up watching you.

Ever since I made a passing comment to a certain cute CS major as he was stumbling around my floor like a lost lamb and he had the chance to mentally connect me with the person that had left a comment on his site and a fellow CS major, he’s been watching me. It’s hella weird. Everytime I turn around, if he’s present, he’s watching me. And it needs to stop. That may sound really hypocritcal, given that I’m not above some staring myself, but first, I suspect the reasons behind his observant behavior are different than mine, and second, I can’t friggin’ watch him if he’s watching me!

Don’t you hate me for my chief problem in life being my inability to secretly observe a cute guy when I’m going to a college renown for whipping wannabe engineers’ asses? (Not that I’m a wannabe engineer or anything.)

Don’t believe it. It’s just a ploy to cover my anxiety about the two major tests this week, one of which will make or break my Physics grade, and most likely the latter.

I’ve managed to be pretty mean and bitchy lately, but proper outlets for my mood have left everyone laughing instead of attempting to lynch me. As evidence, I present several pictures. Ok, ok, I give; I actually just wanted to play with Bridget’s (opens in new window) new digital camera and Microsoft’s Paint program. Click to see the full, readable versions (all open in new windows).

You can imagine what this is in response to. Oh, and according to girl who wrote the Korean, it says my name on the first line, then “I love Lissa” right under it.

More bitchy, highly melodramatic, and much more entertaining.

A long-term annoyance with some folks who won’t read messageboards.

I also graffiti Bridget’s board. Chi Omega is the sorority women’s fraternity that Bridget joined.

I feel better, now, though, because I got a good grade on my latest Rhetoric of Science essay (which I may post), and did hella well on my last Logic Design exam. Besides, my mother is sending me stuff for my birthday. And my package from Amazon is already in Indianapolis.

[Listening to: Everything – Limp Bizkit – Three Dollar Bill Y’All (16:27)]