Don't mess with big sisters

My brother's roommate is a dickhead. Seriously, this guy is so coolness. He lacks any etiquette that any human being should have. I don't know about you, but I believe normal roommate rules are that you share objects such as microwaves, television and refrigerators, especially if you are in the dorms. You do not bring two of everything, that just takes up to much room. You really don't decide half way into the year, that the television is yours and your roommate is not allowed to finish watching the movie they were watching for the past hour and half because you want to play x-box (this is force and not asking politely if they were done watching the movie). If my brother would have known that his roommate would enforce such rules, he would of brought his own television. I think my brother should forbid his roommate to use his microwave, since my brother brought it. Also I think my brother should punch his roommate every time he says (on-line) something sexual to my brother's girlfriend. I am not afraid to go over there and have a little talk with this ass. Anyone that has seen the women in my family talk when they are mad, know to be afraid, to be very afraid.

Don't know what to title this one

There are signs on Bascom Hill signifying all the tribes that are represented (by individuals) on the UW campus. I sort of think it looks like a graveyard sort of reinforcing the stereotype of the Indian as dead. To further reinforce this stereotype The Badger Herald, who wrote a cover story on Native November events, placed a picture of a non-Native next to the story. Granted these events are meant to educate non-Natives about Native culture and issues and this picture may highlight this but it also denies the physical existence of Native students who are doing the teaching on campus. It is hard though since many of the Native students on campus are in fact so called "halfbreeds" and do not physically appear like the stereotypical Indian, thus making the community even more "invisible".

I was at this "graveyard" taking a group photo for Native November. Every Native student,faculty and staff had to stand by their Nation's sign. On grad student, who was actually the one taking the picture, had his two daughters along. I think they were two and five years old. These girls are Choctaw, form their mother, and Sac & Fox from their father. The older girl was holding the Choctaw sign and the little one was holding the other, except she wasn't doing a good enough job, according to her sister. So the older one ripped the sign out of the little one's hand and a fight ensued. Everyone else thought this was funny and talked about how it was a war between the tribes. Needless to say they disrupted the photo shoot, because their dad needed to separate them.

When the shoot was done, everyone was standing around and talking and cleaning up. The little girl (the 2 year old holding the Sac & Fox sign) was about 20 yards away from everyone else rolling around in the wet leaves. I found this really funny because I think I was the only one who noticed this. I did not try to stop her because she looked like she was having so much fun laying on her back with her white tight dressed legs kicked in the air.

Hello Holland. This is Reality and I am catching up to you.

I just got back from class and lo-and-behold (yeah that's right Mom, I used that phrase) I got my first graduation related mail. Granted, it might have been sent out to all the UW-students, but still. It is like a reminder that I only have one semester to go and I still don't really know what I am going to do with my life.

I AM TOO PUNK RAWK FOR THIS

I once met this guy at a party. I was wearing my black low top converses, denim cuffed cropped pants and a blondie "retro" t-shirt. He asked me if I was punk, because I looked punk. Hehe. I tricked him. I should have asked him, "if I say I am punk, will you make out with me?"

I like procrastinating on writing my paper and studying for my exam

I can never get any peace and quiet

Scott Peterson was found guilty for murder in the 1st degree of Laci Peterson and murder in the 2nd degree of his unborn child, Connor. I am happy but at the same time sadden by this decision. It was pretty obvious to me that the bastard did it and it was very sad that Laci was pregnant and very happy about it (as is shown that she had a name picked out and his nursery ready). However, I do see this as a step back in pro-choice movement. If they can charge someone with a murder of an unborn child that is separate from the mother, then that leaves the door open to charging any woman with murder if she gets an abortion. Don't ask me for the logic, I just know pro-lifers will twist the law into making abortion illegal again using the Laci and Connor's act.

Anyway...did you know the world's youngest mom was 5 years old when she birthed (C-Section) her child. Whoa. Here is a website to check it out.

http://youngest_mother.tripod.com/

My parents screwed me up

Earlier I blogged about crying after I got lost in the hospital (which is huge by the way) which led me to think about how my parents have screwed me up mentally. I am 21 years old and I have this irrational fear of getting lost a phobia if you will. This stems from my parents being paranoid when they would take all four of us out at one time, as any normal parent would be I guess. Most of the time, it was either only my dad or only my mom (which was most of the time) that had all of us at the grocery store, park, bus, mall etc. They would make us all walk really close to each other. An example of this would be when we were at the grocery store, my mom/dad would have my youngest brother in a baby carrier backpack thing, my other brother in the shopping cart and my sister and I had to hang on to the cart and walk along side my parents (I still hang on to the cart to this day regardless of who is pushing).

My mom and dad would also warn me of strangers that would kidnap me, so I should not talk to strangers and run away if they did talk to me. An example of this is when my elderly neighbor's friend (who was very sweet by the way), said hello to me. I shouted at her that I couldn't talk to strangers and I ran home to tell my mom what a good girl I was.

When I was at department store with my parents (and not holding on to the cart) I would start crying or freaking out if either of my parents were not in the same aisle as me because I thought I was lost. Apparently things never change.

Ok everyone. We are going to play a game. It is called...Where's Rianna?

Do DO Do Do Do DO Do...Do DO Do DO....DOOO...DO do do do do (That's me trying to type the Jeopardy Song)

Give Up? Well, Ri is at the hospital in an overnight. Hell yeah that is right. Turns out that the doctor's are concerned for her third infection in the span of three months (kidney, bladder, and kidney again). She is getting pumped full of antibiotic ivs and being "observed" and stuff. She will most likely be staying over for another night as well. They say she might be growing puss around her kidneys or something. This is not good. Our family has a history of having bad kidneys. Our grandmother died from kidney failure (well I don't really know if that was the ACTUAL cause of death, it could have been the emphysema or the heart of the pneumonia: she just got real sick real fast). Whenever I look at her I just want to say POBRECITA!!! Yeah, I learned that one in Spanish. Another scary thing is that they found a ovarian cyst during her pelvic exam. Yikes. Luckily we have heard repeatedly that they are common and most likely benign. Another scary thing, ovarian cancer and weird abnormal uterine/ovaries stuff runs in our family as well. Here hoping everything is alright.

I was so stressed out after I left the hospital, I started crying when I couldn't find my car and the security guard was being rude impatient with me when looking for my parking lot. Yes, I am awesome.

Cynthia Nixon is keeping it real

Holla at Cynthia for keeping it real...she sends her kids to public school, and fights for the rights of those same schools. Her kids don't look snobbly ( I don't know if that is a word) dressed or with snooty strollers, she recently kind of came out of the closet and she doesn't care much what her partners look like. Seriously, her girlfriend is ugly check it out....
http://p071.ezboard.com/fjjboardfrm12.showMessage?topicID=67180.topic
I would like to make a big shout out to my girl CM for giving me this link.
-Catch ya on the flip side

Emergency Waiting Rooms are cool

So, I had to take Rianna to the ER last night, because she was in side crippling pain and nauseous. She is ok now, but I spent a good four hours in the waiting room with some cool beeps, before the nurse asked me if I would want to be with my sister. This was only a little better because the room was being shared with a preacher's wife. She was so cool, she was complaining that her surgical room was 666 and that someone had "said something untruthful about President Bush" My god, she sounded like she was going to cry when she said that last part. After 7 hours, Rianna was let out with a prescription of vicadin, filled with iv fluids and bruises from the iv needles. Yay for hospitals.

In the words of Nancy Kerrigan, "WHY?????? WHY??????"

As you can tell from the description of my blog, I do not hold People in high regard. At the moment I do not like American people all that much. How smart do you have to be to vote for George W. Bush. Exit polls showed that people thought the invasion of Iraq was a bad idea, and that they were not happy with the way the country was going. So obviously the most logical thing is to vote the guy, that has been screwing us over for the past four years, to another four years in office. Statistics show that new voters tend to be liberal, and in a landmark election with a significant amount of new voters, Dubya not only wins the electoral, but the popular vote as well. Oh dear god. I know that I make fun of Canada on a daily basis, but come on. It is looking like a utopia now. Just think how great the next four years: three new Supreme Court Justices, that no doubt will be pro-life, anti-affirmative action and anti gay marriage (Basically anything opposite of what I believe). I just can't wait until the government has more control over my life than myself.

Don't you like stories about voter disenfranchisement. Well here is another one: My brother's friend's parents just recently became US citizens. They did not vote in this year's election, the first year they are eligible. Why you ask? Well, apparently someone told them they had to PAY to vote. PAY.....TO VOTE!!!!! Ugh, this irritates me even more because they are minorities (Hmong). I LOVE PEOPLE.

I see you shiver with antici......pation.

Oh boy!!! Today is the big day. I am seriously very nervous about the outcome of this election. I don't know if I could take another four years of Bush. He has screwed up our nation enough with this awesome war in Iraq, employment rates, tax breaks etc. And he seems to have even better plans for the next term if he is re-elected. I can't even let myself do homework, because my mind starts to think about the future with Bush. More soldiers in Iraq, perhaps a war with North Korea, or Iran, more loses of privacy rights to minorities immigrants and women, more tax cuts that benefits the rich and affect the middle and working class by cutting government programming and allows future generations to pay it off. Yes I am aware that I do not know everything about politics, but I know enough to know that Bush does not benefit this country, and anyone that thinks differently is obviously going.

Happy Daylights Saving Time!!!

Whoa, I forgot how much I like Halloween in Madison. It is just so much fun. From the annoying drunks on the street to waiting up all night for visitors that never come. Yeah, going home at 11:30 is ideal though, it helps me to miss out on the riots on state street, that occurred once again this year. Way to go Madison, you make me proud. Oh, but wait, it is those darn out-of-towners right? Those who come in by the hundreds just to make some ruckus and be part of history. Seriously though, what is the fun? Not finding parking? Getting sprayed with pepper spray? Or getting molested/harassed by a drunken passerby? Can you tell how happy I am?

Oh and if you are ever really happy with someone at the bars, just spill beer all over them and say, "Whoops, I spilled my beer." Then run out before the bastard has a chance of hitting you, because he will.

Why do the good die young?

It just doesn't seem fair that a life can end at 21 years (or younger). Who would take a life before it even got a chance to get started? RIP JP

Three new posts in a row!!!

Right now there is a girl in the computer lab talking loudly on her cellphone. It is annoying.
I have found that I am becoming more of a nerd than I already am. My comparative literature class is about Comics, specifically about history in narrative form. I went into this thinking it would be boring and easy. Granted the reading can be done much faster than a novel, but it is by no means easy or boring. I am finding it difficult to interpret the words with the images and finding out the significance. Normally if people find things to be difficult, they do not like the subject. However, I am becoming fascinated by these books. I am actually ordering the sequels online to read in my spare time. Yes, I am becoming a true nerd.

I am good at stuff

After my lecture today I was making my way to the library to finish my midterm exam for my next class. The way I was taking was on an incline (and I have weak ankles) so I tripped over my own feet and landed on my ass. Luckily for me this was right in between class periods, so I was surrounded by people. I even stayed on the ground for a few seconds out of embarrassment. Once I got up the guy behind me asked me if I was ok. I got up and said yes and walked away quickly. If I saw this happen, I am not going to lie, I would be laughing. Granted it would be a muffled laugh because I would try to hide it. I did not hear anyone laughing but I knew they were on the inside. I should get ankle supports so I do not do this crap any more.

Ashlee Simpson is good at stuff, and Jude Law is pretty

I watched a little big of Saturday Night Live this past weekend. Jude Law was the host. His monologue was probably the funniest contribution he made to the show, besides his Nicky Hilton impersonation. In his monologue, he sang a song about he is the most beautiful man in the world. Not really funny, because he is and this should be taken seriously.
But anyway, the funniest thing that happened on the show, actually occurred when I apparently was not watching. This is what I read about it later: Ashlee Simpson, the musical guest, was preparing for her second performance when music AND VOCALS that were pre-recorded, starting playing the song she sang for her first performance. She was lip synching. Out of embarrassment, she did a weird dance and walked off the stage, while the band continued to play the song. At the end of the show when it was time to say goodbye, she blamed her band for playing the wrong song. What a whore. Maybe you should have thought about singing yourself, or maybe you suck live, Ashlee...hmmm yeah I am thinking that is it. I thought it was weird that her first performance sounded exactly like the song on the radio, no indication that she was singing live.

Nelly and Tim McGraw??? Shania Twain and Mark McGrath???

I don't know if the spelling is right for the names, because frankly I don't really care for any of those artists. Anyway, apparently these pairings have made singles/songs together. I don't know if Nelly wants to soften his image or if Tim McGraw is trying to hit the pop circuit. I don't even really know if they truly worked together or if Nelly sampled a song from Tim McGraw. It just seems wrong on many levels. However there might be a trend in the Big Brother Media, to push country into the masses. "Hey look at how cool country is...Nelly and that guy from Sugar Ray are working with country's top artist...Country must be super cool. You will love country now, just like you learned to love Britney Spears." If this is true, they failed in one area. Mark McGrath is no longer cool in the music industry. A word of advice: if you are trying to get country to be cool, don't use him.

"Uhh -- I hear there's rumors on the, uhh, Internets that we're gonna have a -- draft. We're not going to have a draft. Period."

Like you need any help on who said that quote (if you do it was George W. Bush during one of the presidential campaigns). I am going to get just a tad political here. Excuse me it does not happen often.

Republicans are fanatically in love with:
1. Their money
2. Jesus
3. Their guns

I was reading this article for my Women's Studies and it described Rush Limbaugh as a red, white and blue conservative (red necked, white skinned and blue collared). Very clever.

Who let the crazies out?

I am really disappointed in the lack of blogging. Remember that time I blogged daily? Good times. I have nothing good to say because my life is boring.

When I was out and about with Rianna and Perry on Sunday afternoon, I believe that there was something bizarre happening on State Street and the Union. It must of have been a field trip day for some mental institute. I do not mean to insult anyone with any mental diseases but just listen to the weirdness. First there was a guy that was shouting at people sitting down as he passed them. This of course was done in between the conversation with himself. Next there was a bald woman with a flannel shirt and (what seemed at first to be) pantless. We found out later she was not pantless, she was just wearing shorts that were shorter than her underwear. Then there were people that were marching around in the rathskeller wearing masks, for no apparent reason at all. Yes, it was a weird ass day.

The Fastest Contact Put-er In-er for the First Time in the Midwest

I finally got contact lenses, which many people told me that I shouldn't because I look better with glasses on my face. It is almost as if they are telling me to mask my ugliness with glasses. Whatever man, now I don't have to worry about the embarrassment of hitting my own glasses off of my face. Anyway the doctor told me that I put my contact in very quickly, probably the fastest she has ever seen. I was in and out of there in less than 30 minutes. I was born to wear contacts.

One more thing...I always feel bad because there are many multi-racial people that talk about hating to hear "What are you?" I sympathize...Really I do. But does it make me a bad person to actually like it when people say it to me (of course when they mean it race-wise). I am never asked because people just automatically assume that I am only white. I like it when people can tell that I am something besides just white. I know it doesn't make sense. I barely understand it.