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Mariah's Grand Adventure (or lack there of)

I miss Pee Wee. Ok, the guy's a creepy pedophile, but who else could have a talking chair and love egg salad sandwiches? Not many my friends.



There is nothing exciting in my life besides the one big fact that Martin (Swedish boy), is coming up in exactly 50 days. (!!!!!) Besides that, this is what I have going for me.



1) I am getting the worst grade I have ever received in Pols 290



2) I bought a Nalgene bottle for 12 dollars. (that's what you get for buying American)



3) I lost by one space in Pictionary



4) I've gone down to one meal a day, consisting of 57% chocolate



5) I think I may becoming obese



6) I got my foot caught in the sleeve of my jacket when I was kneeling on the rolly chair friday. (embarrassing)



7) I can't name a professor who likes me



8) My heater and tv are broke in my room



9) My computer froze and shut down, and now I can't remember what the original number nine was.

10) I didn't get the job in the library.

11) These fifty days will be the longest of my life

love love love your unfortunate friend,

M

p.s. whoa is me

...but I look like a librarian......

Hello All,

Today was just one of those days. Bedsides it being effing cold, windy, and actually snowing a bit, it's been a bit of a draining day.

I woke up for my lovely English class where we discussed vampires and how people find them erotic (?!?@?@), and also about people's obsession with anime and the twilight series. In my mind, I was banging my head against the wall.

I went back to my room and decided to take a nap, which was interrupted 5 times by the constant calling of Cecilia Bergsland. (sorry pfof, I would have answered but my phone was on the ground and I was too lazy to get it), I woke up for Geology where we talked about nothing I can remember. Earthquakes perhaps?

Then I had what I was dreading. An interview for a position in the library. Don't get me wrong, a small personal fantasy of mine is to work at a library, it's the interview part. I think the interviewer has a secret checklist and "Obnoxious" is always checked. I can see them judging me with their eyes.

This interview started off very rocky, because I couldn't even figure out how to even get behind the library circulation desk. Red flag number one. As the down hill spiral continued....
When ever I get nervous, as some of you may notice, I develop of chronic case of word vomit. It just keeps coming out and never makes sense and when I see them looking at me with their speculating librarian eyes, I just keep on talking until it all just falls apart. Maybe in the back of my mind I somehow thought if I just keep saying words, eventually I'd sound like a genius. Nope.

Well after the interview I thanked them for their time but realized I couldn't get my jacket to leave the chair.....

My scarf got caught on the wheels of my chair...... (Cue nervous laughter and a frantic me trying to get my scarf untangled.) When I finally did I said my awkward "No worries, I got it!" sentence and got out of there as fast as I could

Don't be looking for me behind the circulation desk any time soon folks.

Love your bumbling idiot friend,

M

Counterpoint

Mariah is a Bitch.

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