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So... yeah. I'm supposed to be writing an essay that it due in eight hours. Whoops. But I shall blame that entirely on Morgan. Ha! I was only getting on facebook to try to contact Carin, but instead get into a conversation with Morgan, who indirectly reminds me that I have not checked my deviantART account in a while. So of course, I must do that! And while I'm at it, I should post a journal entry, so I can have two updates in the same year! Go me!

Architecture school! That's right. I'm here now. I suppose it's been months since I mentioned anything about it. Don't worry. I'm still stressed. But we only have two more weeks. And then finals. But still: two more weeks.

We can do this, peeps.

Oh, and totally found someone who is as obsessed with Koreans as I am. Holla!

And . . . I'm out.

Yes. That was one word. That's because I wanted to kind of express to you the insane hyperness that my friends had to deal with the night of graduation. Even though that was days ago. But you know me.
Anyways, I am officially graduated! No more stressed out high school student! Now I will be a really freaking stressed out college student. BUT THAT'S OKAY! I can't wait to start architecture school, and I'm actually super excited about my classes. Unfortunately, I don't really know how to draw, so I'm taking drawing lessons with one of my school's art teachers (if anyone cares to join, we can cut the cost a wee bit). So if anyone else is going to KU next semester and wants a friend, pick me!
On a slightly more depressing note, there is only one other person from my school going to KU next year. And all of my friends are going to Mizzou. Talk about unfortunate, right? However, there are a couple friends going to Rolla, so hopefully they stay neutral. Go Switzerland!
So I feel like I started this journal entry mainly just to tell you (my one or two followers) that I'm graduated, but I think it kinda turned into rambling. I doubt anyone will have read this far, but if you did, wish me luck! And help me to defeat the evil powers that are overwhelming my Mizzou friends' brains to make them hate me *sob* Just kidding!

May your swords stay sharp and your milk fresh! (Credit for that brilliance goes to Kowalske, not me).

So the appealing thing about Kpop (Korean pop, for those sad, sad people that have not yet discovered it), is that it is not American. And by that, I mean that a lot of the music videos are centered around the dance, or the story line (always cute), and NOT SEX! Whoohoo! But the thing is, some of my favorite Korean artists have become pretty Americanized. Take Rain, for example, and his weird (not saying he did it badly - he's a fantastic dancer) pole dance. Nope. Bad Rain. And he always has to take of his shirt to show off his muscles during a performance. Really? That's just lame. And another one of my favorite groups (or part of it, or whatever) - GD & TOP. Not gonna lie, I love their music, but am extremely disappointed when I see their music videos featuring foreign sexy ladies and the Playboy symbol thing. But then I watched "Don't Go Home" and my sister and I decided it's okay. Because turns out, G-Dragon is smart enough that they're just being IRONIC! Woohoo! I can still love them. You should watch some of their videos. And they should pay me for advertising.

But really, you have no idea how great it feels to know that there are intelligent pop artists out there. Sigh. I can deal with the Playboy-looking thing. Because they're just trying to be funny. Ok. I'm good. Just wanted to get that out of my system.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1M0UK… (High High)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FL0sft… (Knockout)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=92V_sR… (Don't Go Home)

Just. Watch them. Do it. You know you want to.\


I'm feeling rather Kpoppy right now. Sorry. I'll get over it in a couple of hours.

So... I'm just kinda having one of those days. One of those days where nobody will text me back or hang out or anything so I'm trying to think of things to do solo and writing a journal entry in my rarely visited DeviantArt account is a good way for me to feel emo and let everyone else know it .

Now that that's out of the way... I still haven't finished my summer homework. In fact, I haven't even started. The good thing about senior (ohmygosh I don't know what to do now) year is that the summer homework is due at the beginning of the year, not in the middle of our break. My excuse for not starting it right now instead of writing journal entries is that How to Read Lit Like a Professor is in the mail, not yet delivered to my house. And I need all the help I can get when it comes to writing essays on classics. Classics suck.

I'm pretty much done now, since I've put what I'm feeling into writing and noticed how stupid it makes me sound. Oh well. Adios, amigos.

So my cousin got his wisdom teeth out yesterday. I kinda felt bad for him. But not really.
He spent the entire time before trying to convince everyone that he would be just fine and totally cool with everything. Apparently he tried to kiss the nurse's hand and asked her to marry him. When he got home, for some strange reason he got on Facebook and started comparing people to peanuts...? Then, in an attempt to convince my mother that he was fine and could go out with his friends, he wandered around the house with a mouth full of gauze and started telling everyone (even though I was the only person home) alternatively that his mouth hurt like a pain in the butt and that he was great. With "Fo real!" added after every phrase. And he doesn't remember any of it.

So... now that I have that documented for the rest of my life, I feel like I have an obligation to apologize for not posting anything recently. I'm not quite sure why. That I feel I have an obligation, I mean, because at this time, I believe I have a total of two people watching me. And I'm related to one of them and practically related to the other. But I love you two! And I love writing things in half-formed sentences. Because this is the way I talk. I feel like the Calkinator would maybe rip me apart. I don't know.

Now I'm wondering if my cousin is really the one on drugs right now. Hm...

Adios! Me gusta tu cara! Y quiero tu cuerpo!
But not really