i say it`s just for kicks.

i’m getting my coldplay fix right now by playing “the scientist.” seriously, one of my favourite music videos ever, and so lovely. check out the version on the wicker park soundtrack, too. i love it when girl’s do covers. i try to do this song, but i keep changing my pitch or whatever. anyways…

for breakfast, i had some tea. that was interesting. leave it to me to burst the bag. for lunch, i had a tuna submarine sandwich, a cherry cola, and sour cream and onion chips. the sandwich was utterly messy, but good. the cherry cola wasn’t even drunk- i fished out all of the ice bits. (the ice cubes reminded me of bits of beef cubes in a stew… weird.) the ships weren’ the kind i wanted. they looked like the regular lays baked potato chips, my favourite kind, but no… they were sour cream and onion. it wasn’t that bad- the flavouring was slight, not overwhelming.

billy would have hated me if he ate lunch with me. all the nasty things he hates. he would have at least had the cherry cola, though. i washed my hands very well afterwards.

the bookstore did not have a nailclipper. i was immensely saddened. losers. and, they had ucf shirts that looked like something i would have cut up and made myself. double losers. *sigh*

today, i get my stats test grade back, finally. i failed it, so whatever. on friday, i have a german written test. the thought of it makes me edgy and uncomfortable. i do not know the grammer quite as well, or at all. help me.

i shall go wander around online now. i wish i had an outlet to put my pc next to.

and mike, here is my address. i finally got around to posting it, apologies.

ali villarama
ucf
p.o. box 168157
orlando, florida 32816

my mum sent my valentine to that address. it works.