You Bet Your Tucchus

שלום

Here I am, watching 30 Rock by myself, in my pajamas, eating an entire meal of chocolate and other bad stuff. Seriously a whole meal:

2 twix funsize candy bars
2 pieces of nutella smothered bread
2 pieces of dove chocolate
1 ice cream cone w/ chocolate chips
1 small bowl of caramel

I think I may throw up at any moment.

So now I decided that I am officially the lamest person alive. Everyone is celebrating Thirsty Thursday, and I'm celebrating........ future spinsterhood.

Oh, and yes, I am planning to be a future Hasidic Jew.

Someone just literally knocked on my door and asked for a corkscrew.
DAMN YOU! How dare you rub your fun lives in my pajama clad face. Yes my shirt has a giant musky on it.. Gotta problem with it?

I hate this,

You bet your tucchus,

M

p.s. אני יהודי

Jag är inte lata, pumpa

Academic Hangover

Today I suffer from an academic hangover which I define as the following:

The state of being so sick and tired from the bullshit of homework/studying/essays/tests that you physically and emotionally are unable to preform as well as a regular day

see: alcohol hangover

I don't remember much of the day, just the droning voices of my professors very much Charlie Brown style telling me important stuff about the UN, Anomalies, Revolutions and various other portions of academic mumble jumble.

The best part of my day was when Tim, the dashingly handsome German, innocently mistook Exxon Mobile for a phone company. (sorry Tim, the dashingly handsome part is so you won't hate me).... The thing is, I never thought about it like that, I guess I would think it was a phone company too if I didn't know that Exxon mobile was Satan's company pulling in record profits as it slowly eats away at our country's soul in the form of oil....

It's right up there with Wal-Mart and their amazing low prices.

Now I must figure out what my Jew project will be....

peace out gangstas.

M

p.s. I hate those goddamn bells!

Dear Diary: Mood: Apathetic

Finally a post by the M of H&M. After Hannah's highly amusing post yesterday of the "scariest day of her life", it's time for me to blogg about my feelings and the events of both mine and Hannah's lives.

Today was a horrible day. I got up, went to my English class "The Art of the Short Story", which is more like a bunch of English majors over analyzing EVERYTHING.( Seriously, what if Mark Twain just wanted to write about two boys going down a river), then I went to the library and nursed a tall cup of coffee and a scone. I immersed myself into a bullshit essay about The Structure of Scientific Revolutions which made me use every power in my being not to chuck my laptop out the window. bleh

3 hours later, I had some Geo class that has officially made me HATE rocks. I don't know how my professor does it. Talking for 50 minutes, 3 days a week, about something I never even notice.

Now I have finally finished my paper and I'm tempting to do laundry. My life is a black hole, a bit like that emo kid song on youtube. Mood: apathetic.

Hannah is in the other room all rainbows and butterflies watching Arrested Development for day 120 while I write yet another essay on the Jews.

Oh today I decided I'm going to become an English as Second Language teacher, shit looks easy. (it's a joke all you non English as a First Languagers) I need to figure out a major that would allow me to do this since Poly sci ain't gonna cut it.

Someone asked me yesterday what I'm going to do with my Political Science major, the question I dread the most. I responded like I always do. "Go to law school or become homeless"

Did you know that they make Smarties in scones? neither did I

Peace out gangstas.

p.s. ask Hannah about Saturday night, I'm sure she would love to REMEMBER the good times she had.

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