Wonald Weagan and Peanut Wutter Cups

It's not what you think. Read on.

Hallo.  That's how you say Hi in German. I think.  Marc, where are you?! Bonjour. Hola. Whatup. 


So, today has been a day of revelations.  


The first is that my supposed dream internship is not actually a dream.  I do not want to be working for free at a place where...well never mind, but I don't do extremely detailed. That's just annoying. If you know me at all, I am a free spirit. Unless theres a deadline, then get away from me, my spirit will eat you.


The second is that its fun to meet new people.  I met a group of guys at Iftar today and they were a riot.  One of them reaffirmed the fact that Rap is not the only music to oppress and objectify women.  Check this out. Its disturbing. 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3dHxAYYXhc  
Its country singer Trace Atkins singing Honky Tonk Badonkadonk.  Lyrics include: 


Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And ooo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma


Right? That's what I thought, watch the video. Makes me wanna not have ears.


Third, that as Amy Winehouse sang: Love is a Losing Game!  I found out today that a young man who I was interested in last quarter was actually texting other girls while he was with me. And that while he ignored me before the end of the year for a while, he was chillin with his ex. Awesome. That makes me feel really groovy. Young men can be fickle.  Also, cute boy from yesterday didn't even recognize me today as I walked by him. Eh. I'm over it.  I too can be fickle, that is one emotion men must share custody.


Fourth, chatting with the roomies is uber fun! (ahhhhH! She Will be Loved by Maroon 5 just popped up in iTunes, sad!)  So today, I went to my interview, but got off on the wrong metro stop and killed my feet walking the 8 blocks it took (i shoulda taken that as a sign that it wasnt worth it) after I left unhappy I get back to school, change and realize I've got two HUGE blisters, one on each pinky toe. nasty, liquid filled ones that were super fun to touch in class while I was bored.  Anyway, shovel food in because I'm in a hurry to get to class, get tired in class, loudly oppose those who do not believe the mosque near ground zero is right, and give my valid two-cents. Then I relax (destroy my blisters), go to Iftar, and then go to CVS.At CVS, Amalee and I buy chips some bubbly apple cider, and cheez-its. Then we play Shakira, pop the bottle, do a toast and stuff our faces as we share our love life stories. 

I'm having a bit o' trouble

A toast to our greatness!

It was really fun.  Except for some aforementioned enlightenments, which I was interested to find out about, but I made it fun, perhaps one day I will write down we mischievous young ladies did.  


I am reading an ebook I got for free from B&N.com and am reading on the nook and its really nifty! I also do not feel like brushing my teeth cuz I am really tired. But i feel like I have to, lichen is growin on them.  Plus I have an incredibly early day tomorrow...oops.  Tomorrow I also start work, so thats gonna be fun.  Aight, thats all for now. 

This is why I need to work out. 

Okay so after eating that, I ate a reeses peanut butter cup....ahem... kay byeeee! (ahhh ehatch, where you be? I miss the way you say byee! Hope D-land is fun!)