hercules.

achem. so. this is jessica. i am lounging on our very lounge-ful futon couch in our dorm in WICKA WICKA WHAAAAAAT. you guys should know that every time i write that (WICKA WICKA WHAAAT) i say it out loud. yeah. epic. i know.

hannah is studying for hmxp tomorrow, and we have hercules turned on. the best movie ever? I think so. although Meg is not in the movie yet, so it is only so-so best movie ever. like, kind of best movie ever. eh. like...movie ever. without the best.

phil, in the movie, just said ulcer. im still not entirely sure what that is. but it looks painful for cartoon-land. so it must be painful in real life too. Hannah said she would totally date hercules (post training) if he were real.
we also decided that achilles has a striking resemblance to Brad Pitt. yes, that was a reference to the movie Troy. aren't we funny. tee-hee.

so, in the accounts of events of today, nothing epic really happened. hannah and i got up, went to class,
oh, let me vent for a little. i am in class on mondays from 11 to 3:15. straight. no breaks. no time for snacking. no time to mingle. just time to sprint to my next class. it is horrible. so then i get to sit in political science from 2 to 3;15 while my stomach grumbles like a large group of boulders tumbling down the tallest mountain ever known. yeah. it's that noticeable.
[[SIDE NOTE: MEG IS IN THE MOVIE NOW!!!]]
achem, back away from venting. after class, hannah, bee, and i hung out in our amazing dorm (LW 209 THATS RIIIIIGHT) until i had to head to work. again, not epic. i then worked. and then watched secret life. and then came home. which brings me to right here. yayy. blogging to all you faithful readers. sorry there was nothing epic today. there will be tomorrow. we'll make it happen.

"remember like a few years ago? every other boy was named jason? and the girls were named brittney?"
yeah pain. yeah panic. i remember.

there isn't anything too entertaining to write about right now. oh except that hannah and i decided yesterday (or the day before that) that we are going to have to start flip videoing the occurrences that happen here in our dorm. examples, you ask? turning grease on our television. hannah and i sing every word. to every song. and then we dance to every song with that. it's pretty epic.
also, we were watching dirty dancing the other night, and "hungry eyes" came on. well, hannah and i decided that we need to download that song. being the concerned roommate that i am and not wanting her to forget, i decided to text her that we needed to download it. note, she was laying in her bed right under mine in our bunk. and how did my wonderful roommate repay me? by forwarding the text back to me. but what time did she forward the text back to me? 9:15 this morning. yes. while I was sleeping. what a caring girl she is.

i would like to point out that i hate doing acrobatics in my dorm in order to get service on my cell phone. it's good for me, it's making me more flexible (ha), but it makes my arms tired and i am just too lazy to want to do it all the time. i will have to start thinking up new poses to do that may give me better service in here. then i'll start naming them. i'll start with oldies like "the courching tiger," and then come up with my own like "the sprinting three headed ninja in a lake on a hot summers day with flying discs and a straw hat." it'll be epic.

well, this should be sufficient enough for my blog about today.
until next time...

ps. WHO YA THINK YA KIDDIN?
HE'S THE EARTH AND HEAVEN TO YA
TRY TO KEEP IT HIDDEN
HONEY WE CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YA
(OOOOHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOO)
...YA GOT GOT GOT IT BAD
(OHHHHHH, NO CHANCE NO WAY I WONT SAY IT NO NO)
YOU SWOON YOU SIGH WHY DENY IT UH OH
(ITS TOO CLICHE I WONT SAY IM IN LOVEEEEEE)
YOURE DOIN FLIPS, READ OUR LIPS, YOURE IN LOVE.
(OHHHH, AT LEAST OUT LOUD, I WONT SAY IM INNNNNNNN LOOOOOOOO-WHOAAAA-OOOOOVE)
SHA LA LA LA LA LA AHHHH.