well.

i finished my research paper at 5:30 AM this morning, and in the brief 30 minute snooze i had, i dreamed i was rolling around my ice-covered driveway on my back - on wheels.

thanks to the unsightly melange of redbull, diet coke, advil, and a chocolate easter bunny, i felt like i was on cocaine until around 10 AM --- then i started falling into sleepzone mode, which is where i am now. only two tests tomorrow, i'll survive. just got home from dance/rehearsal right now.

which reminds me; EVERYONE COME SEE 7 AGES OF BOB AT BELLARMINE --- it runs this friday, saturday, and sunday; and next thurs-sat. tickets are $8 for thursdays and sunday, $10 for friday and saturdays. if you want tickets, TELL ME :)

also, everyone did amazing at states. i have never been so... so... amused? hmm, i wish i could say something sentimental. ameya, you're my new buddy, you got screwed over. weed, your mom is cute, you are one hell of a speaker. lin, you gotta do expos next year so we can rock the hizzouse. abe, you should have won. aaron, don't spread any more rumors about me. nik stop, just... just stop. and i owe you dinner.

hehehe :)  alright, i'm done writing garbage

PEACE

gen's asleep in my sister's bed.

today we screamed like korean girls at random people while driving, checked out a hot indian, painted a picture, made some strange pasta meal, laughed for like three hours straight, and watched, by far, the worst movie i've seen in my life (starring jonathan taylor thomas as a hustler, no less; i dont even remember the name of it)

good times