Hi all. Whazzup? Remember when that whole "what's up" thing was so huge? I really find it annoying now, but I still find myself saying it. Has anybody ever heard the word "famed" before? I swear It's a word, but my english teacher was confused. Poor Wendy. I'll miss her. She was so....peppy. School is over until August now for me. Welcome summer. Summer of work and spending money and riding around in my car with the sunroof open and the heartbeat of my soul pounding through my head. And reading too. Ishmael by Daniel Quinn is on my list next. Oh, yeah, I went to Virginia! It's so freaking weird on base, like another world, a micro-world that's made to look real, but just doesn't quite cut it. I feel sorry for you Nate honey. Did you tell drill sergeant whatshisname that I want his car? I wouldn't be able to give up my baby though. That reminds me that I need to make the list of fifteen cars that I'm going to have when I'm a big rock star. (stop laughing damit!) What the hell is on Peanut's butt that would label me a potential terroist? Sorry: inside joke. Speaking of inside- ok this NOT what I was thinking- a certain person thinks I screwed another certain person which only says that the first certain person does not know me that well and if he thinks that he is getting some ass too he is totally wrong because I just don't do that. Got it? I thought it was hilarious. We should spread rumors about people more often, cause it confuses people and then they flip out and you can be all "oops. joke. got it? funny. laugh!" Dert-d-dir! I gotta go. I'm making coconut shrimp for dinner tonight. If the guys don't like it, too bad. More for me and Moma. When I move out I will make shrimp and chicken and quiche and spicy chipotle brownies and peanut chicken and pesto pasta salad. Mmmmmm! I want a bright kitchen with a lot of counter space and French doors that open onto a deck. Maybe not the deck. Funny thing is, I would be a first class domestic goddess. I could do the cooking, cleaning, laundry, decorating, gardening, maybe even the sewing. But I really don't think that that is the life I'll want in the end. I'm not ready to stop being an intellectual and influential human being, and I haven't even really started. I want to go through veterinary school and then work for a drug giant and find a vaccine for stupidity. (Foolish dreams) I wish I could take the easy road because it would be...well...easy. I could make some guy really happy. But I'm just selfish like that and I don't want to be boring. I guess I'd better stop ordering boring as hell salads then... See you in Sa-na-ta-An-na. How.