this is straight jacked from jeff's xanga cuz he writes about her so well....

THE GIRL FROM HELL

well, as you all know, i dont really take pleasure in talking about girls in my xanga, but this one girl, dude, I gotta vent.

Ok, here's what happened. Me and dean decided to attend one of charlie's club meetings for su chi on Monday, nov. 8, 2004. We went in and ppl kind of stared at us as if we were new, in which we were, but for the most part, everything was cool. During the end of the meeting, two girls walk in from the back door and one of them looked hella weird. I kept glancing at her from waist down. She was staring at me to, prolly thinkin, "wtf is this perv lookin at?" That's when i realized that this girl was wearing some short shorts, but also wearing some half cut jeans on her knees, exposing only her thighs. My thoughts at the time "catchy, but really weird."

Then, at the end of the meeting, ppl started socializing cuz they knew each other, excluding me and dean. So me and dean just kind of kept looking at the weirdly dressed girl with a pretty cute face and started talkin bout her. She kept on staring back at us for the longest time. Then charlie was done socializing and we were bout to head out when the girl approached us and asked charlie to see his artwork. Here's where the wilbur part came out of her. She was cutish until she opened her damn mouth.

Charlie was showing her his art and she was somewhat constructively criticizing it. Then, she made a general comment about how ppl are stupid as to major in art and that art majors' worst fear is math. Notice, Charlie was right there in front of her when all this happened. Then she went off to talking about how there were idiots in her high school who graduated high school without knowing the word "postericin" or sum shit. It sounded like appostrophe so we were agreeing, only to find out it wasnt. Me and charlie were like, "uh, we graduated without knowing that word." Then shes all saying how she was in workload last year and got a C-, but when charlie said he got an F, she started crackin up.

 Then she started questioning our intelligence and shit. Asked us what the highest math we took in high school. we told her Calculus, so she moved on to, "fine, Im in math 21D right now, what are you in?" bitch straight up stared at me when she asked that. I was like, well, dean here is in 21D too. So she changed the subject. But what a fucken bitch. in college, we be taking different majors with different requirements and shit, so how she gonna ask me what math class Im in right now. That like me saying, "Im in econ 1b rite now, are u in econ?" or better "Im taking PE square dancing, wat square dancing class r u taking?" totally fucken irrelent to measuring one's intelligence. Then later, we went our separate ways.

On the way to the car, me, charlie, and dean, were hella bitching about the situation and this venting continued all the way to old tea house. Before we went into Tea house, I was like, "fucken bitch, if you r so good with vocabulary and shit, why the fuck were u in work load then. Fuck dawg, next time I see that bitch, imma bust that shit out." Well wat do you know. We walk into old tea house and there she was with her friend. we said hi and ordered our food. In attempt to avoid her, we sat very far from her as she sat in the big corner of tea house. Then, they come up to us and be askin why we aint sitting with them. then charlie felt bad and we went over. Dean decided to "make a phone call" and bounced, leaving behind me and charlie.

Then she hella tried starting a convo with me and stuff, u noe, the less bitchy ones. But i just wasnt feeling it. Then charlie and her friend left to get the order, leaving me with her and shit, and this was when i got scared. she kept looking at me as if she wanted me to start a convo with her bitchass. U noe how there are 4 tvs at old tea house. 3 in the front, one in the corner of the back by where i sat. the way i was sitting, i was facing the 3 tvs, but in perfect attempt to avoid any sort of eye contact or conversation, I turned my entire body in a 127 degree to the left, to watch the tv in the corner. she tried starting a convo, but i just pretended like i was having too good of a time with the tv. after charlie and her friend came back, she was all saying she wanted to eat there and that we should join them. Thanx to my brilliance, I said, "charlie, dont u have an essay due 2m? yea, we should head back." so we ended up departing and ending the trip to hell.

hope you enjoyed our misery

i've always listened to jay chou, but recently i find myself listening to jay chou nonstop...i even find myself singing in chinese, haha. dean singing is bad, dean singing in chinese is super bad. maybe this relates somehow, but i also find myself diggin fob girls a lot recently. not the straight fob girls, cuz i can't stand it when they speak chinese all the time, but the americanized ones. the ones who look fob but speak pretty good english with an accent. ionno, something about them, i like how they dress. it's fashiony, but not scandalous. they have a nice innocence to them i haven't seen in a while. problem, dean interested in fob girls, but fob girls give dean no chance, haha. it's all good, i'm sure there will be some fob girl down the road who wants to talk to me, haha. mane, i hope i'm not becoming a fob wannabe, that's no good, cuz i gots to be the same old g, peace my alligatorrs