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Thursday, January 23, 2003
Oh man last night was hilarious. You see we got this new RA this semester who is from Jamacia as well. Only she doesnt know how crazy I am yet. However, she keeps hearing and seeing some things that are revealing my character in truely sitcom antics of all the wrong things.
Two days ago: Around 930 Dana, Kim, and I were hanging outside my room as I blasted Rap music and we danced full out. There was booty shaking and some bandanas worn. At one point we were showing each other moves outside my dorm when the RA came out. Naturally we all stopped and stood against the wall. Silence. She looked at us, we looked at each other. Laughter. She was confused. We didnt know what to say. But it looked like we were up to something. She later asked us to lower the music.
Yesterday night: Dana is outside my door, Kim and I are inside. Dana drops the F-bomb right as the RA passes.
Later on: I was attempting to read for Media class and Kim steps out of the room, Dana leave and goes to the water fountain just outside my door. I can hear her talking to me but I'm half listening. She says, "I love talking ghetto and being white." Then there is a silence and I thought she went back to her room or something. Then Dana head appears as she leans over and looks at my desktop, half laughing she says, "oh my god."
I ask, "what?"
Then I figure it out. "Oh no! She heard the ghetto thing?!"
Dana falls to the floor with laughter.
Later she wishes she heard her say, "I like bunnies cuz they're sweet and cuddly."
We joke about how much the RA must hate us and want to write us up for hate crimes. Then once again I start playing some Rap and R&B when a black guy Courtney walks by and sees us bouncin' our heads. He knows Kim better than Dana and I...and Kim as she told us is "mixed." So he stops to look then gives the peace sign. Kim shouts, "What are all the black folk out tonight?!"
We later thought of how much worse it could get. Basically we ended up with the RA walking in and we're watching the Rodney King beating.
I am not a racist.
I laughted so hard. Especially when Dana spent most of her time on my floor wedging herself between my wall and dresser. She had this to say about her appearence, "I'm like a crack hoe sedated in da alley." My wall how says "Dana's Alley."
We were in fine character last night. We need our own HBO show. It would KILL, I'm telling ya!
Two days ago: Around 930 Dana, Kim, and I were hanging outside my room as I blasted Rap music and we danced full out. There was booty shaking and some bandanas worn. At one point we were showing each other moves outside my dorm when the RA came out. Naturally we all stopped and stood against the wall. Silence. She looked at us, we looked at each other. Laughter. She was confused. We didnt know what to say. But it looked like we were up to something. She later asked us to lower the music.
Yesterday night: Dana is outside my door, Kim and I are inside. Dana drops the F-bomb right as the RA passes.
Later on: I was attempting to read for Media class and Kim steps out of the room, Dana leave and goes to the water fountain just outside my door. I can hear her talking to me but I'm half listening. She says, "I love talking ghetto and being white." Then there is a silence and I thought she went back to her room or something. Then Dana head appears as she leans over and looks at my desktop, half laughing she says, "oh my god."
I ask, "what?"
Then I figure it out. "Oh no! She heard the ghetto thing?!"
Dana falls to the floor with laughter.
Later she wishes she heard her say, "I like bunnies cuz they're sweet and cuddly."
We joke about how much the RA must hate us and want to write us up for hate crimes. Then once again I start playing some Rap and R&B when a black guy Courtney walks by and sees us bouncin' our heads. He knows Kim better than Dana and I...and Kim as she told us is "mixed." So he stops to look then gives the peace sign. Kim shouts, "What are all the black folk out tonight?!"
We later thought of how much worse it could get. Basically we ended up with the RA walking in and we're watching the Rodney King beating.
I am not a racist.
I laughted so hard. Especially when Dana spent most of her time on my floor wedging herself between my wall and dresser. She had this to say about her appearence, "I'm like a crack hoe sedated in da alley." My wall how says "Dana's Alley."
We were in fine character last night. We need our own HBO show. It would KILL, I'm telling ya!
Rats! I totally wrote something and its not here now. WhatEVER computer! Anyway, last night was hilarious. You see we got this new RA on the floor and she is from Jamacia as well. She doesnt know yet how crazy I am. Unfortunely pieces of info, and the wrong info have been leaking out in sitcom fashion. Mostly it's my friend Dana who has it the worst. Here is among the things done and heard:
Two days ago: Around 930 Dana, Kim, and I were hanging outside my room as I blasted Rap music and we danced full out. There was booty shaking and some bandanas worn. At one point we were showing each other moves outside my dorm when the RA came out. Naturally we all stopped and stood against the wall. Silence. She looked at us, we looked at each other. Laughter. She was confused. We didnt know what to say. But it looked like we were up to something. She later asked us to lower the music.
Yesterday night: Dana is outside my door, Kim and I are inside. Dana drops the F-bomb right as the RA passes.
Later on: I was attempting to read for Media class and Kim steps out of the room, Dana leave and goes to the water fountain just outside my door. I can hear her talking to me but I'm half listening. She says, "I love talking ghetto and being white." Then there is a silence and I thought she went back to her room or something. Then Dana head appears as she leans over and looks at my desktop, half laughing she says, "oh my god."
I ask, "what?"
Then I figure it out. "Oh no! She heard the ghetto thing?!"
Dana falls to the floor with laughter.
Later she wishes she heard her say, "I like bunnies cuz they're sweet and cuddly."
We joke about how much the RA must hate us and want to write us up for hate crimes. Then once again I start playing some Rap and R&B when a black guy Courtney walks by and sees us bouncin' our heads. He knows Kim better than Dana and I...and Kim as she told us is "mixed." So he stops to look then gives the peace sign. Kim shouts, "What are all the black folk out tonight?!"
We later thought of how much worse it could get. Basically we ended up with the RA walking in and we're watching the Rodney King beating.
I am not a racist.
I laughted so hard. Especially when Dana spent most of her time on my floor wedging herself between my wall and dresser. She had this to say about her appearence, "I'm like a crack hoe sedated in da alley." My wall how says "Dana's Alley."
We were in fine character last night. We need our own HBO show. It would KILL, I'm telling ya!
Two days ago: Around 930 Dana, Kim, and I were hanging outside my room as I blasted Rap music and we danced full out. There was booty shaking and some bandanas worn. At one point we were showing each other moves outside my dorm when the RA came out. Naturally we all stopped and stood against the wall. Silence. She looked at us, we looked at each other. Laughter. She was confused. We didnt know what to say. But it looked like we were up to something. She later asked us to lower the music.
Yesterday night: Dana is outside my door, Kim and I are inside. Dana drops the F-bomb right as the RA passes.
Later on: I was attempting to read for Media class and Kim steps out of the room, Dana leave and goes to the water fountain just outside my door. I can hear her talking to me but I'm half listening. She says, "I love talking ghetto and being white." Then there is a silence and I thought she went back to her room or something. Then Dana head appears as she leans over and looks at my desktop, half laughing she says, "oh my god."
I ask, "what?"
Then I figure it out. "Oh no! She heard the ghetto thing?!"
Dana falls to the floor with laughter.
Later she wishes she heard her say, "I like bunnies cuz they're sweet and cuddly."
We joke about how much the RA must hate us and want to write us up for hate crimes. Then once again I start playing some Rap and R&B when a black guy Courtney walks by and sees us bouncin' our heads. He knows Kim better than Dana and I...and Kim as she told us is "mixed." So he stops to look then gives the peace sign. Kim shouts, "What are all the black folk out tonight?!"
We later thought of how much worse it could get. Basically we ended up with the RA walking in and we're watching the Rodney King beating.
I am not a racist.
I laughted so hard. Especially when Dana spent most of her time on my floor wedging herself between my wall and dresser. She had this to say about her appearence, "I'm like a crack hoe sedated in da alley." My wall how says "Dana's Alley."
We were in fine character last night. We need our own HBO show. It would KILL, I'm telling ya!
Tuesday, January 21, 2003
I have a Quote of the Day for you. Well actually its a quote of yesterday. I dont want to lie to you. Let's keep a healthy relationship, ok? So anyway, after some serious booty shaking with some friends we stopped and pondered things in life. That's when this happened:
Dana: Remember Don Delouise? Whatever happened to him?
(laughter)
Me: Who is Don Delouise?
Dana: He was that big fat guy. He was like 2K.
I guess its not really a quote as it is a section of some dialogue from the previous day.
Dana: Remember Don Delouise? Whatever happened to him?
(laughter)
Me: Who is Don Delouise?
Dana: He was that big fat guy. He was like 2K.
I guess its not really a quote as it is a section of some dialogue from the previous day.
Sunday, January 19, 2003
So check this out:
I get back up to Ithaca College and turn on my computer and WHAM on the desktop is Kazaa. Now you might think, ok big whoop. If you do then you dont understand Colleen's desktop. It doesnt have Kazaa for two reasons; it messed up a computer at home, and the its not worth it here cuz it takes FOREVER to download songs.
Now I know you could say, well hey..someone probably put it there. No no you see I put a towel over my computer so robbers couldnt see it and it wasnt moved. Therefore, no one touched my computer and Kazaa put itself into my computer. My analysis is that Kazaa can't get over me. I mean I totally broke it off with him and thought he understood I didnt really want to be friends cuz it would be too hard but NO he comes and brings himself all up in my business. He is trippin'. I think I need a restraining order or something.
DAMN YOU KAZAA
...................Kazaa
...................kazaa
That ladies and gentlemen was an echo.
I get back up to Ithaca College and turn on my computer and WHAM on the desktop is Kazaa. Now you might think, ok big whoop. If you do then you dont understand Colleen's desktop. It doesnt have Kazaa for two reasons; it messed up a computer at home, and the its not worth it here cuz it takes FOREVER to download songs.
Now I know you could say, well hey..someone probably put it there. No no you see I put a towel over my computer so robbers couldnt see it and it wasnt moved. Therefore, no one touched my computer and Kazaa put itself into my computer. My analysis is that Kazaa can't get over me. I mean I totally broke it off with him and thought he understood I didnt really want to be friends cuz it would be too hard but NO he comes and brings himself all up in my business. He is trippin'. I think I need a restraining order or something.
DAMN YOU KAZAA
...................Kazaa
...................kazaa
That ladies and gentlemen was an echo.
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