Etoiline (12:23 AM): wait I’ve got the funniest story
Aratlithiel (12:23 AM): ok
Aratlithiel (12:23 AM): tell me :0
Etoiline (12:23 AM): in the lab there is this vending machine, right
Etoiline (12:23 AM): big one with candy and stuff.
Aratlithiel (12:23 AM): ok
Etoiline (12:23 AM): and we were taking a break by the machine and I noticed that the readout said 38.25. I thought, wow that’s weird and i pointed it out.
Etoiline (12:24 AM): Noah (one of my design group partners)
Etoiline (12:24 AM): started pressing the change return button
Etoiline (12:24 AM): he didn’t really think anything would happen
Etoiline (12:24 AM): and suddenly it started giving back all 38.25
Etoiline (12:24 AM): !!!!
Etoiline (12:24 AM): first in quarters
Etoiline (12:24 AM): then in dimes
Etoiline (12:24 AM): then in nickels
Aratlithiel (12:25 AM): eek
Aratlithiel (12:25 AM): really?
Etoiline (12:25 AM): until there was no change left in the machine
Etoiline (12:25 AM): it just kept clicking until it would have given out all of it
Etoiline (12:25 AM): and everyone started gathering around
Etoiline (12:25 AM): it was hilarious!
Aratlithiel (12:25 AM): oh my goodness
Aratlithiel (12:25 AM): who kept the money?
Aratlithiel (12:25 AM): hahah
Etoiline (12:25 AM): well, I did get a free soda out of it
Etoiline (12:26 AM): we grabbed the change from the slot so it wouldn’t get clogged and put it on top of the machine
Etoiline (12:26 AM): it was of course all gone when we came back from lunch
Etoiline (12:26 AM): we couldn’t stop laughing
Aratlithiel (12:26 AM): hahah
Aratlithiel (12:26 AM): not all people are honest
Aratlithiel (12:26 AM): that was funny
Etoiline (12:27 AM): but that thing had to be messed up
Etoiline (12:27 AM): cause who would a) put $40 into a vending machine in the first place, and/or b) then forget it?
Etoiline (12:27 AM): and later when we walked by it said 7.55
Aratlithiel (12:27 AM): I know
Aratlithiel (12:28 AM): that would be very retarded
Etoiline (12:28 AM): and my other partner Sarah pushed the button and it started clicking
Aratlithiel (12:28 AM): yeah it had to have been messed up
Etoiline (12:28 AM): someone had put a sign up that said “machine is dead, do not use” lol
Aratlithiel (12:28 AM): lol
Aratlithiel (12:31 AM): you better believe that sucker was broken
Author: etoiline
Why oh why can’t Jars of Clay be coming a different weekend? Maybe mom will let me go to Chicago or Kansas City for their concert. ROAD TRIP! Don’t I wish.
design project tally:
minutes spent wrestling with the official Kinetobox website: 10
minutes spent making Kbox presentation: at least an hour
minutes spent writing Kbox report: about 30
minutes spent f*cking off: too many.
Like you care.
SO I have to review a blog and write up a design project. Guess which one I’m going to do first?
Cause I sure don’t know.
You are a ‘bare all’ type person and classical. You love yourself the most. You are romantic and fall in and out of crushes slowly. Your life will be beautiful but sometimes thorny. Sarah is your lucky star and you will become very close friends with Noah. It will take you 7 times to find your true love and you will have a fast-paced wedding.
The Desert Test
Congratulations! The two of you made it out of the desert!

Based on Japanese Archetypes the desert represents a hardship. Each of the animals represents an aspect of your life. The order in which you sacrifice the animals might be said to represent the importance of these things to you. The one that you sacrificed first is the least important, and the one that you kept is the most important.
1 You sacrificed the Monkey. The Monkey represents your children.
2 You sacrificed the Sheep. The Sheep represents friendship.
3 You sacrificed the Lion. The Lion represents pride.
4 You sacrificed the Cow. The Cow represents basic needs.
5 You kept the Horse. The Horse represents your passion.
smattering.org >> small & s c a t t e r e d
1. What are the first things that you do in the morning to start your day? Get up or maybe hit the snooze… call the weather line so I know how to dress… actually dress… hop on the internet to see if anyone loves me (aka sent me email)
2. What are the last things that you do at night before going to bed?Shower. Brosse des dents. turn down the AC, turn out the lights, lock the suite door, brush my hair, set my alarm, read something.
3. What daily routine have you recently added to your day? Checking FF in the morning. Gotta see the OT arrows posts.
4. What routine do you wish you get rid of? I don’t really wish i could get rid of it, but the FF obsession is quite time-consuming!
5. What’s the one thing that makes you feel like something is missing if you don’t do it some point within your day? Read something. I hate to eat lunch by myself unless I have something to read, and reading helps me go to sleep.
I know, I know, I didn’t manage to do this on Friday. I almost made it, I’m only 8 minutes late…
You’ve got to read this story — by May
“No, really Hero,” said Bree. “It’d really be something to tell your children.”
Hero glared at her as she replied, “Definitely not. I wanna live long enough to have grandchildren.” Then Orli said, “You might want to keep distance after I do my jump though. I don’t want to scare you.”
“What do you mean?”
“Adrenaline rush.” Then, without any other explanation, he gave her a quick kiss and went on to get ready for the jump.Hero’s knees were shaking by then. He’s really crazy. She saw him take a deep breath, wave at them, then jumped. Everyone cheered and Orli was definitely screaming for sure, but Hero didn’t hear. Her ears were ringing and she was mumbling, “Ohgodohgodohgodohgod.” It was as if she was the one doing the jump. She gripped Bree’s arm painfully as she strained to see what was happening below. He was bouncing back, and then he fell back again, like a yoyo. She felt like puking. After what seemed like forever they finally hauled him back in.
The minute he got out of all the binds and whatnots he started looking around wildly. And there she was. Looking scared like how she did when he got off the bridge. Still breathing heavily with the adrenaline in his blood, he took the few steps to her, and then said in a low voice, “I told you to keep away from me after the jump.”
“What the hell for?”
Her answer was a searing hot kiss. Nothing they’ve ever done before. He was holding her head firmly with his hands on the back of her head and the nape of her neck, keeping her in place. She was too shocked to do anything else but open her mouth to the relentless attack. Then when she thought it couldn’t go any hotter, he slowed down, sucking her lower lip gently, and then the kiss finally watered down to butterfly ones, soft dances of lips. She sighed as she ran her fingers through his hair. All thoughts went flying out of her head like a century ago when she felt his lips brush against hers. She felt the love well in her heart and she felt like crying. Oh damn. Wh does he have to do things like this?
The kiss finally ended, but he didn’t let her go. Not yet. Not ever. Shit. Can she be the one? Please don’t let this one go wrong this time. I don’t know if I can’t take it anymore. He felt like crying as he opened his eyes to look into her dark ones. Oh damn. Why does she have to do things like this?
“Okay, break it up people,” Lij called out. “I swear, everytime you two bloody idiots get together, we always end up contemplating on whether to sell tickets in a few seconds.”
“Shaddup!” said two voices simultaneously. Laughter. Then Orli said to her, “That takes care of the heights thing. Next challenge would be the cockroaches. And the actual jump of course.”
Thwap.
God May. How do you do it?
Is my blog really depressing for some people. Sigh. I try to be clever. I just think that as we near the end of the semester you’re going to get quite a lot of depressed or stressed people. Like me. *tries not to think about design project deadline*

