moo.(ving) on

so the summer has reached its end. monday school will start again. i have one day until that constant knot of i-know-i-have-something-i-should-be-doing comes back to my throat. i'm working on moving into my condo. i'm very fond of it. i'm glad i got a one bedroom, and the place has already more than transformed. it'll be beautiful, and it makes me feel good to look around and not only realize that this is my place, but it feels especially good to know that it is what it is because i did it. i redid the cabinets and cleaned it all, and installed the bathroom mirror and built the shelves and redid all of the furniture. i made it all completely mine. i do feel that little recluse ocming out, but at the same time. i love my location. its so near everything, i never realized how far away i was i suppose, but now i'm approximately 1 minute away from anywhere i need to be. i'll put pics up of the apartment once its all done.

i'm ready to move on with this next year and get things underway. i'm ready for everything to go back to the groove. i'm ready to be back in norman, although it will be to a completely different life in norman. i'm ready for it.

so as the summer comes to a close, i think i'll bring back a little taste of some of the funnies that went down. mind you, this list is meek, and there was much more, but i never remember them when it comes to making the list. anyhow...here's a taste of SUMMER QUOTES 2005:

quotes from the summer of 2005

i hang out with the ann taylor twins-- they're like two half people.

don't stand like you're about to crush some damn grapes!

c'mon... if you wont give me any money... at least give me a cell phone or something.
- are you serious?
yeah... i could sell it. c'mon.

geez elaine. where do you think they bury homeless people? on 295 on the side of the road, that's where!

those "little thing" were in my epidermis!

a dude named CHUBBLES had SCURVY??

i want to harpooooon him.

hello?
- i was told that you are the one that hangs up the phone on me
*click*

that's street-chemistry at its finest

thought: "hey guys... its elie's look...a...like....................."

you know you've been reading too much jane austen when fortnight, wednesday next, affable, and lady of the house become part of your everyday vocab.

you look like an almost-extinct panda bear.

Is there anything here that DIDN'T come from a dumpster?

you're a regular ruffian! a hooligan! running around with your mullet and chains throwing beercans and wreaking havoc!

hey, if you get to hang out with the carnies again...... could i come?

jeff: "c'mon babe, lets go!"
mary: yeah, babe.
mary: *oops-i-slipped look*
("babe" in both cases is in reference to jennifer gray taking too damn long in class... and i was sitting next to the infamous "babe #2")

graaayyy-eeggg!!!

you think you're SO COOL... but yurr NAW-OT!!

*with loud jazz in the background and in a marvin gaye-esque voice* haaay bay-be... come on over... and take of yo' clooothes... lemme take you for a nice steak dinner and show you the finer things in life. bay-be i luuuuv you.

my coworker just walked by and exclaimed "i wants to throw a bridal shower for you before you're sent to be traded for livestock and fruits".

"hello, this is atif, i need you to bring my daughters car into you to be detailed and have some body work done on it. call me back and when you do, identify yourself as ALI BABA!"

"a BADGAH! oh i should LOVE to see a BADGAH!"

(while watching "the lion the witch and the wardrobe")
-hey mary, i think i know whats wrong with us
whats that?
-well, do you realized we thought this was amazing growing up. its the lamest thing ever.
isn't that WHY it's amazing? RAAARRRRHHHHH
-you do realize that if they made aslan talk at a normal speed, they would have really only needed one tape... they could have cut over half an hour out!

cheese to mcdonalds!

"'AH-LOW!"
-uh... hi, is afaf there?
"Ah-LOW! KEIN?"
-uh... i think i have the wrong number.
"KEIN?? KEIN??"
-(frantic thought)what would i'm sorry i got the wrong number be in hebrew... uh... to-da... lo...uh... slekha... ani rotza mama... uh...should i tell him i want a large ice cream?(end frantic thought)
-lo...uh... GAH! I DON'T SPEAK HEBREW! *click*
explanitory note: my parents had two numbers down as my grandparents house, and i chose the wrong one... giving me an israeli house and not my arab-grandparents... my polite hebrew isn't exactly up to scratch i might say...by the way...to all of you who don't know hebrew at all... kein means yes.