Misc.

I passed all my classes! Yay! Money...we'll see.

Last night I went to the Brian Setzer Concert with Rachele. Melissa was there! I've missed her so. She brings out my "bad girl" side. I posed on cars, and with backlot props at Universal. I have pictures with Bruce the shark from Jaws and the Delorean from Back to the Future. She also told me one of the best stories ever. It was awesome. We didn't get to do our signature sexy pose with the piano, as seen below, however:

So Many Celebrity Pregnancies

But first, an aside. It is ridiculously windy right now.

Three celebrities announced their pregnancies this week. First, Jessica Alba. She is 26 (I think) and has been with her boyfriend a long time, although they were recently broken up. She is not married. Then there was Lilly Allen. She is a British pop singer. She is 22 and has been with her boyfriend, who is 39, for four months. Last, but definitely not least, there is 16 year old Jamie-Lynn Spears, sister of Britney. She has been on and off with her boyfriend for a few years. Currently, they are off. He is 19. The only one of these that I can see being wanted would be Ms. Alba (I'm doing this NY Times style apparently), but somehow I doubt it. Now I am not opposed to pre-marital sex, nor am I opposed to having children out of wedlock, although I don't think it's an ideal choice. With that said, LOOK INTO FREAKING BIRTH CONTROL!!!!! God. If you are having sex and you do not want to have a baby, use a condom. Go on the Pill. Do both. Perhaps I'm projecting, because the thought of having a baby is terrifying. I think this would bother me less if I felt any of these women/girls were able to care for a child, but I don't.

The Decline and Fall of Western Civilization

I think I may have mentioned this before (this is where using tags would come in handy). I know I've talked to some people about this. The decline of western civilization is here, and contrary to my father's beliefs, it is not the slow elimination of shoes and socks from our wardrobes. No. It is "A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila," on MTV. I saw part of the first episode one day when I was at the gym with no sound, and I was horrified. Today there was a marathon, so this morning I watched the first episode in full. It is obviously conceived by a teenage boy. The show features Tila Tequila, best known for having more "friends" than anyone else on MySpace (I think). Apparently she is bisexual, although no one knew up until that very episode! Shocker (insert obscene "shocker" gesture here)! The eipsode starts out like any normal dating show--Tila meets 16 male suitors, each of whom showers her with attention and gifts. Fighting ensues. She then eliminates 5. Later that night, the women show up. Hot girl-on-girl action ensues. Instead of gifts, they each were supposed to bring a "sexy" outfit to show Tila. Then there is a fashion show, where each girl dresses up in the sluttiest costume they can think of. My personal fave was the girl that wore playing cards on a string. They might as well walk out naked, since obviously that's the point. The next day Tila springs the surprise on her 22 suitors that she is bisexual. Shocked looks abound. And...episode. Tonight is the season finale and Tila has to choose. Who will it be? Male or female? God. This appears to me to be the male fantasy of girls making out with each other and then turning the lesbian straight once she finds the right man. I don't know if she will pick a man or a woman, but I sort of think she'll pick a man. MTV is just pandering to the audience just to shock and titillate them. It's one of the most disgusting things I've ever watched (and I watch a lot of crap).

Sometimes I look at the pictures of people I went to high school with on Facebook and I think to myself, "don't you people have jobs?" I mean really. Apparently all they do is go to clubs at night and hang out by the pool at Hollywood hotels all day. It's like they're almost socialites. It's something that is completely foreign to me.

Finals

I do NOT recommend taking finals with the stomach flu. Yesterday was horrible. I managed to make it through the exam, although the last 30 minutes were a bit dicey. I feel pretty good about what I did, though, considering I spent all weekend studying. The parts I missed I don't think I would have got even if I had been well. Unfortunately, though, I felt even worse when I went back to my apartment, so I didn't get any studying done. I got into bed at 1:30 and didn't get out of bed except to answer the door for my parents, who came to nurse me back to health. I slept from 3:30 to 5:30 and then from 9:30 to 9:30. It was still a bit difficult to study this morning, but I'm much better now. At least I can eat again.

Time to Go Home

Since coming to grad school, I think I have become an incredible bitch. I'm going back to my high-school mean-girl ways. I talk about people behind their backs and are nice to their face. I don't have the guts to tell them to leave me alone, so I am just not nice. I stand idly by, I think. I don't like that. I want to go back to the happy, nice (I hope) person that I was this summer. I don't want to feel so hard and judgmental. I don't think going home will help that, though, since I don't have that many Pomona people around to temper that behavior. I'm generally a very disciplined person, but I can't get out of this habit.