Quotes I've Heard Recently:

[Mood: Procrastinaotory]
[Music: Enya - Only Time]

"I actually like Vegan Thai Microwaveable dinners."
"Let me slap you before you blasphemize again!"


"You know you can't digest a bullet, right?"


"There's something dead sexy about a fat girl in gold spandex pants and sweaters that should've died in the 1980's."

To understand the final quote, please visit here.

Some Drama:

it's so not fair that I have Wednesday off but nobody wants to do anything :-(. I'll just sit home alone and eat.

Oh yeah. everybody has asked why I'm leaving the punk community but the answer is simple: Some of you know who you are and why I'm leaving FOREVAR.

This entry automatically generated by the LJ Drama Generator!

Which Obsolete Skill Are You?

You are 'French'. In the nineteenth century, it
was the international language of diplomacy.
It is a 'beautiful' language, meaning that it
is really just a low-fidelity copy of Latin.

You know the importance of communicating
'diplomatically', which for you means both
being polite and friendly when necessary and
using sophisticated, vicious sarcasm when
appropriate. Your life is guided by either
existentialism or nihilism, depending on the
weather. You have a certain appreciation for
the finer things in life, which is a diplomatic
way of saying that you are a disgusting
hedonist. Your problem is that French has been
obsolete for a long time.


What obsolete skill are you?
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-_- ..... I hate French. It figures I would be closely identified with it.

I took the quiz again, and all I have to say is, "Much better."


You are 'Latin'. Even among obsolete skills, the
tongue of the ancient Romans is a real
anachronism. With its profusion of different
cases and conjugations, Latin is more than a
language; it is a whole different way of
thinking about things.

You are very classy, meaning that you value the
classics. You value old things, good things
which have stood the test of time. You value
things which have been proven worthy and
valuable, even if no one else these days sees
them that way. Your life is touched by a
certain 'pietas', or piety; perhaps you are
even a Stoic. Nonetheless, you have a certain
fascination with the grotesque and the profane.
Also, the modern world rejects you like a bad
transplant. Your problem is that Latin has
been obsolete for a long time.


What obsolete skill are you?
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Which Chemical Element Are You?

N...Nitrogen You scored 32 Mass, 40 Electronegativity, 27 Metal, and 0 Radioactivity!

Sweet! You're quirky and non-confrontational... but you are also highly dynamic in relationships. You're kinda that "anything to anyone" type, but you don't demand that people love you for it. You very much do you own thing... and probably by extention you're the only one who can do the things you do. You're rarely found alone, but you'd get along great with other people like yourself. You're probably the only element that should try to find a mate who is just like you. Oh, and too much of you in a high-pressure situation can make other people act drunk... or die.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 34% on Mass You scored higher than 77% on Electroneg You scored higher than 6% on Metal You scored higher than 1% on Radioactivity

Link: The Which Chemical Element Am I Test written by effataigus on Ok Cupid

Getting Back into the Swing of Things

Oh my god. I just wrote a freaking long post and it got deleted! :(

Well, the re-write will probably not be nearly as witty nor extensive, but let's see how it goes. To start off with, right now I'm feeling both ecstatic and depressed, though definitely more of the former at this point in time. "Why depressed?" you ask? Well, because Sunday and yesterday flat out wore me out. Let me explain.

On Sunday, I assumed I was going to fly out of Harlingen at 3:00 PM to Austin. That's the flight my parents usually book for me when I fly home and back, and since I'd lost my itinerary and confirmation number, I assumed that would be the flight I was supposed to take. Well, we're driving to the airport, and my mom tells me to call Southwest to make sure I'm confirmed for the flight. Well, it turns out that the flight I was scheduled for left at 10:40 that morning. So I freak out, but once we get to the airport I check my bag and get on the standby list. There are four places available for standby passengers. I'm the fifth person. The lady at the ticket counter suggests I get on standby for the first flight to Austin the next day: at 6:50 in the morning. Alright. However, since I'm a standby passenger, that means I need to get to the airport by 5 in the morning to guarantee that I'll make it on the plane, since the flight wasn't direct to Austin (stopover in Houston) and the Harlingen-Houston leg of the flight was overbooked. I get up at 4 in the morning, and get my ticket just fine. I make it to Houston and scurry to get on the standby list for the connecting flight to Austin at 9:50. However, just as I get to the ticket counter, the 7:50 flight to Austin is boarding. The lady at the counter asks me if I want to make it earlier, and I say "Sure!" I make it to Austin by 9 AM, JUST miss the Airport flyer bus back to campus, and have to wait another 20 minutes for it. Oh well. By now I'm pretty sure I'm not going to make my morning classes, but I may make it to my Psych class at 10 if I hurredly drop off my things and scurry across campus to class. Just as I'm exiting the bus, not even 30 feet away from my dorm, it starts POURING rain. I get drenched, and get to my room to take a shower. There's no hot water. At best, it could be called "tepid." Normally I probably wouldn't mind, since I'm not a superhot shower sort of person, but when you're drenched with cold rain, you want something HOT HOT HOT. Oh well. So I miss class, but make it to lunch at Jester 2nd floor with Gabe (my sweetie).

The rest of the day was pretty much uneventful, except that I went out to a sushi dinner with my Iranian friend Michael. Afterwards, I'm plumb tuckered out, ready to go to bed, but I decide to get online to check my e-mail. Gabe IM's me, and asks me if I want to install Warcraft III. I say sure. He begins giving me the instructions over AIM, but I tell him to just come over to my room since my roommate hadn't returned yet. So we install Warcraft, he teaches me how to play a little bit, and yeah ^_^ (That's the part that I'm ecstatic about).

I make it to bed by 10, setting my alarm clock for 8, figuring that with 10 hours of sleep I should be more than ready for my 9:30 AM class. Sure as shootin', the alarm rings at 8, I hit some buttons to make it shut up, figuring it'll ring again in 10 minutes, and get back in bed. I wake up at 10:30 this morning, exclaim "OH SHIT!" but then realize that there's no way I can walk into a class that ends in 15 minutes. So I take my time getting ready and meet Laura for lunch. Let me just say that unless it's something beyond my control (or a really big reason or something) I NEVER EVER miss class. It's a cardinal sin in my book. If it's one thing my parents instilled in me from childhood, it was that you NEVER miss school unless there's a fever or vomit involved. Even then they make you go to school, and if you still feel sick then they go and pick you up. I hate missing class because I always get the feeling that I'm missing something important by not going (and that's usually the case.... huge announcements are made the day I'm not there).

But I felt better after lunch with Laura, and then we just hung around in my room (my roommate hasn't come back yet) watching famous movies done in 30 seconds and re-enacted by bunnies, and some Redneck Surfing till she had to go to class. And now, this is the second time I've written this post, and do NOT have time to re-write it before my class at 2:00. However, I will go and enjoy the beautiful day it is outside.

I hope your day improves like mine did :)

20 Things I Have NOT Done over Break:

[mood: happy and content]
[music: The Shins - New Slang//Breaking Benjamin - Forget It]

Dear GOD I LOVE that song! If you have a chance, listen to it... it's fabulous. Anyway, the idea for this post was contributed by the lovely Steph. I acknowledge that this is a list of things I have NOT done, and hopefully I won't stick in any double negatives of things I have NOT not done. Yeah. I really like lists, if you haven't gathered from other posts and stuff. I do realize this may be a bit precipitous due to the fact that break is not over and I still have 1 full day at home to go. Well, here goes:

This Spring Break, I have NOT:
1. Gotten yelled at too badly for sleeping till noon in my beautiful, comfortable, snuggle-riffic bed.
2. Made food for my family more than once. (This is a record, considering I have an uncontrollable urge to cook ALL THE TIME and that is only perpetuated by the utter unavailability of anything other than a microwave in the dorm.)
3. Played Starcraft as much as I wished I could've. My mom gets mad at me for wasting my money on "estupid" games, therefore I can't play much when she's around.
4. Finished a lovely little knitted beret. Though I'm getting there!.
5. Gone to the movies with friends from back home.
6. Prevented my cat from escaping through the back door multiple times. It likes to escape EVERY time the back door is opened. It comes back, though, after a time.
7. Gone to sleep before midnight each night.
8. Watched a movie I didn't like. I did see "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" and "Garden State." I loved both.
9. Finished reading what I was supposed to read.
10. Been one of the "returning seniors" who go back to high school to rub it in that we no longer have to attend crappy-ass school from 8 to 3:30 every day. :-D
11. Showered more than 3 times. Gross, I know, but considering I haven't really gone anywhere or done anything, I don't feel the urge to shower every single day. ^_^
12. Gone to South Padre Island, but really... no surprise there.
13. Hung out with anyone from my graduating class, or any friends from home except Myra and Kevin.
14. Eaten healthily.
15. Driven anywhere.
16. Felt the urge to shop for a bajillion things I "need."
17. Checked my e-mail.
18. Gotten my hair cut.
19. Been excited to go back to classes.
20. Had the LOTR marathon. Eventually, perhaps.

Ways You Can Tell You're Important to Me:

[mood: relaxed and content]
[music: Alexi Murdoch - Orange Sky]

To all my friends and loved ones: If it ever appears I'm insensitive or cold or something, remember that you're very important to me and I love y'all!

1. I talk to you a lot. This also includes going out of my way to interact with you. If I appreciate your communication, it means there's definitely affection.

2. I grace you with nicknames and/or terms of endearment. This does not apply to when I'm being particulary sarcastic or something.

3. I complement you. If I do complement you, rest assured it is sincere, and I'm not being a brownnoser or anything. If I complement you, it means I truly care about you and I want you to know that I hold a very high opinion of you.

4. I tell you stories about my past. This is especially true if I tell you stories of my childhood.

5. When I try to get you to listen to songs that I think are really cool, neat, spiffy, awesome, etc. This means that the song evokes some sort of emotion in me, and as an indication of our friendship, I want you to feel that same sort of emotion. The same applies with movies and books, though not as much as with music.

Basically, I'm an open book that's written in very large letters and in pretty simplistic language. I'm pretty blunt and lack any "art" or "disguise" when I tell people how I feel. You'd have to be pretty thick to not notice if I did or did not like you. :-)

Starcraft--or, yet another reason to avoid doing anything productive

Starcraft is great. Though if you've had experience with strategy games like Command and Conquer or Age of Empires, you may very well agree with me. Both my brother and my sister have played the strategy games, but I was too into *ahem* shall we say, other engagements? (Like scrapbooking and poetry-writing, etc.) I can no longer resist them... I....must....play..... I wonder if President Bush ever played these strategy games before he decided to go to war... maybe his generals do... who knows?

In other news, yeah, I watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" and "Garden State" on Saturday. Wow. That's all I have to say about them.... and that the music for both was killer and Zach Braff is an amazingly attractive genius.... :-) Oh, also, I really realy really enjoy a movie in which Jim Carey is actually a serious actor and doesn't do ridiculous faces and voices throughout the whole movie.

I don't want to do homework! But I must.... :-(

My life is the shiznit... M'kay?

Well... HE ASKED ME OUT!!!! If you're a girlfriend of mine, I will gush to you, if not, then you may have to wait to hear the details.... But yeah! :) That's all I'm gonna say :)

A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love... (or whatever)

Oh yeah! Today is another absolutely fabulous day! The sun is shining, the weather is beautiful, and I'm most definitely in love. Well, perhaps "love" is a bit strong, but I am definitely loving being with El Ingeniero (The Engineer). We're not going out, but if my girl-senses don't lie (and we won't discuss the previous failures of my girl-senses) it's only a matter of time. and I CAN'T WAIT! He's so smart, so funny, and so....wonderful. Never, I repeat, NEVER have I been involved/dated a guy who was smarter than me. And that's not a boost to my ego, either. I really downgraded when I dated them. And we shall not discuss my own stupidity in allowing that to happen multiple times. However, this time it will be different. I'm definitely more mature and more focused and more secure in myself and my opinions than I ever was in high school, which leads me to believe that somehow this time it will be so much better than anything I've ever experienced. And that's what I'm excited about. So yeah, I most definitely like him a LOT. And now it's for sure that I am at the point of no return in my former attraction to Shippy. He means nothing to me now, which is a relief to me and to my friends. He may be good for friendship, but definitely NOT for romance. Besides, it has been my philosophy that the happiest (in my observation) couples I've seen are people who share many of the same essential interests and values, but pursue relatively opposite career paths. For example, in the case of my parents, my dad is a sociology professor and my mom is a nurse. In the case of my grandparents, my grandfather is a pediatrician and my grandma was always into very creative pursuits (she was, and remains a housewife, which is something I always have and always will admire). In the case of my best girl friend, Laura, she's a history major and her fiancee is an engineer. (God bless the Engineers). So my philosophy is that liberal arts mesh well with the science-based careers, or pre-med with business, science with theatre... etc. This is most definitely NOT an ultimatum rule blah blah blah.... it's my own personal opinion.

In other news, dance tonight! Trigun with M.E. (my engineer) tomorrow night! Could life get any better? SPRING BREAK IN 3 DAYS!

God Bless Church Signs!

:-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D <---multiple grins

[mood: giddy as a junior-high girl in love :-D]
[music: Eve 6 - Here's to the Night]

Well, I'm ready to break out into song. See, there's this great guy named Gabe I've been eating lunch with pretty much all semester. I really liked him since last semester, but thing is, last semester he didn't show interest in me. Now he does. And I'm still interested. So, things are definitely moving towards romanticism. And I have gotten over my crush on Shippy. A night of good, long conversation with my homegirls helped keep me convinced of his asshole-status (I knew he was one, because he'd said some mean things to me, but I just needed reinforcement). Oh, and watching Dracula with Gary Oldman just made things grander! I think the reason everything's coming up roses right now is the fact I think I did very well on my Psych exam this morning. Not perfect, by any means, but quite well. And I'm happy. So there. Now I get to go read Edmund Burke's "Reflections on the Revolution in France" as well as study and finish my essay on Pamela. Well, I'm outta here like Vladimir!

What Kind of Sheep are You?

You are a -
Geek Sheep!
you're one l33t g33|<
5|-|33p! No one understands a word you're saying,
but you don't care. Bespectacled geek by day,
fearsome DND warrior by night! Geek power ;)

Which flock do you follow?

this quiz was made by alanna

Happy Birthday Tricia, I'm in the Michigan Militia.

[mood: blah and stressed]
[music: Moxy Fruvous - Michigan Militia]

In an effort to stave off the hours of studying that await me, I googled myself: Amongst the various Anne Marie's published through Pearson Publishing, I was able to find myself in several places:
* TAPPS Results (so you can see that I did a killer performance in Poetry Interpretation) Oh, and SJB refers to St. Joseph Brownsville, my former high school.
* This does not refer to me, but the irony of the names is that the star of this article is a man named Mark and his wife Anne Marie. My uncle's name is Mark, but his wife is Julie.

Despite my efforts, I couldn't seem to find this blog. I guess my readership is limited to the three people I know read it... and I'm one of them.

Well, I am thoroughly romantically confused. On Thursday I wrote about my emotional troubles, and my dearest cousin Matt was so good as to console me. See, I discovered that zee boy I had a crush on is not interested... heartwrenching, but something I have to deal with, I guess. Then, yesterday, I asked to my room a guy I've been eating lunch with pretty frequently all semseter. We watched various episodes of Monty Python's Flying Circus and then Monty Python's Meaning of Life. It was cool, because I enjoy his company, but I don't know him well enough to get into a romantic relationship with him. Plus, the all-too-recent rejection on the part of Shippy is, well, all-too-recent, and I am torn. Maybe I can sort myself out sometime within the next month and therefore not break anyone's heart. And there's also the instance of Laura's brother, Dave. Now, I would definitely date him if the age difference between us weren't so great. Right now, 8 years seems like ephebophilia (pedophilia, but with teenagers instead of children). But who knows what will transpire in the next 5 years? So now I'm just concentrating on a friendship with him.

Soy un perdedor.... I'm a loser, baby.

[mood: depressed and feeling rejected]
[music: hum of my computer and my raspy breathing because I'm sick]

The old saying that "no man is worth your tears and the only one who is will never make you cry" is running over and over and over through my mind. I can't help it. Now I know that the guy who I have been crushing on for awhile has absolutely no attraction to me. Now, I was expecting this because Laura in her infinite wisdom kept warning me: "he's an asshole, not worth your time, and you're way too good for him." I tried to listen to her, and I knew the "I told you so"'s were virtually inevitable considering how I persisted in liking him, despite the fact he was a very big jerk to me on an occasion or two. I couldn't help it. I hoped she would be wrong. I hoped she could be misunderstanding the good sort of person I hoped and prayed lurked inside. I guess not. I want to thank her, though, for being completely understanding and being good enough to tell me the truth so that I wouldn't continue to delude myself and thus make the inevitable rejection that much more poignant. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go sob into my pillow for the next hour until I can compose myself and perhaps move on. Why do I have to fall for the assholes?

What's Your Seduction Style?

Your Seduction Style: Ideal Lover

You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires. And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek. You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships. It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.

What Is Your Seduction Style?

I prefer it to be raining when it's cold than for it to be humid when it's hot

[mood: 5...6...7...8...FAB-ulous!]
[music: Dido - Don't Leave Home]

Isn't it wonderful when stress is relieved, at least for the time being? Well since, my feminist-instructed English class was cancelled yesterday, the professor, in all her absolute magnanamity moved the due-date for our essay from tomorrow till next Tuesday. 5 more days to actually write a decent essay! Whee! That makes this week no longer the week from hell version 1.5, but a rather mild week. Next week, however, is going to SUCK! Two tests and a paper due! Maybe I can produce some sort of discipline in myself over this weekend to study and write in order to CONQUER next week. Yep. I may celebrate and take a nap.

It's no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn't even speak to each other if they met at a party.
-- Nick Hornby, High Fidelity

What Kind of Girl Are You?

Now this is interesting:

I am a hybrid of: Academic Girl Progressive Girl Click on the pictures below to read more: Take the 'What Kind of Girl Are You?' quiz at CookingToHookup.com

The ethics of this book are what would either enrage me or make me laugh at the genius of it all. Basically, it's a book telling guys how to figure out a girl's interests and then apply that sort of stereotype thing to cook for her and hopefully get her to have sex with you. Now, I'm opposed to the whole dangling-of-sex as a reward for being nice to a girl ethos of this book, but the other side of me says, "hey, it's how many guys think, so just laugh and deal with it and the dirt will separate from the gold in time." Besides, the recipes actually look tasty, and if you're a guy and you cook for me and speak to me in a foreign language or with an accent from another country... I'm basically all yours! Pretty simple, eh?

Now if you read the descriptions of the "girl-categories" I fit, and take a little bit from each, you've basically got me. I'm not as hardcore nerdy as the Academic girl, but neither am I as well, conscious of what Susan Sarandon says as the Progressive girl. You talk to me and really listen to me? That's what I want, baby!

No Matter what they say, OU still SUCKS!

[mood: lazy and normal-esque]
[music: John Parr - St. Elmo's Fire (Man in Motion)]

Yea, OU kicked our asses in basketball last night. We SO could've beaten them, but the boys sort of fell apart at the end. I'm sad because I discovered too late the fun and joy of going to sports events. Last night was the last home basketball game of the season. I do believe I shall continue attending games next year, considering I'll have a buddy to go with!

Oh, if you're curious.... go here. That's me, though I have elements of other colors as well.

I'm off to class now! I hate stress and having too much to do and not enough time to do it in. But I won't complain of the mountain of schoolwork that is my own fault.