steve carell > will smith

no doubt about it, seventh heaven still sucks and animal planet and gameshow network are tied for being THE best stations EVER. baby pengiuns and COLLEGE jeopardy! ohmygod, how can you resist? the other day my mum corrected me with a "goshhh" after i uttered my maybe 5th "ohmygod" of the day, and she never does that. i want to know what suddenly brought this on, because otherwise she's going to keep on shhh-ing me whenever i get excited over something.

someone once described being neutral on issues and having a wide range of beliefs as "wishy-washy" and i argued it at the time, but now, i'm thinking he was right. this is revelant to my life at this moment because i am sometimes very random. i remember going to this iraqi war debate at school last winter-ishtime. since people were too interested in other things like homework and/or beer, i went there by myself and took a seat in the way up last corner seat farthest from the stage, making it obvious that i was simply there to observe and learn. my friend katy, aka: miss policitally active, along with the best polisci prof on campus were the 2 moderators. during one rebuttle by the conservative kids to the liberals' stance (iraqi war is wrong but the troops should stay put until things are worked out/in better condition than they were before) and to the progressives' (iraqi war is major horseshit and our occupation is actually making things worse for the sunni/shi'ite relationship and we're not even repairing the things that we promised to repair, such as electricity and water supply), this guy bolts up and makes a scene loud enough for everyone to stop and stare. he interrupts the short, glasses-wearing conservative kid and yells at him like hell. i really can't describe well the rage that this guy had, but he was shouting obscenities and threats at the 3 conservative club reps as if they were Bush and his entire cabinet. after he was obviously asked to leave, i sat there shaken up, along with the conservative kids, one of whom was on the verge of tears. when things kept on going, i couldn't stop staring at the conservatives who had just gotten verbally beaten up, wondering how in the world they could go on defending themselves and their beliefs when there were all of these MAD PEOPLE out to get them! i felt badly for them, not as conservatives, but as human beings with feelings and ears! right then and there, i decided that i never want to get personally attacked in the way that i had just witnessed. so, i figured i must always remain neutral on issues and just stay the hell out of people's way. it really really made sense to me at the time and even though i realize that it's no way to live, it's so so tempting. honestly. but i suppose, then where would we be without every SIGNIFICANT HISTORICAL FIGURE, who has ever been yelled at, been hated, or gotten a "fuck you" in their face?

let's see, highlights of the day: rocked at tennis and saw "the 40-year-old virgin" with cute steve carell. tennis makes me feel incredibly out of shape. it hurts my neck, abs, legs, arms, my everything... and then i resort to the lazy run, which is when you run without really trying with your legs. oh, how sad but funny. "the 40-year-old virgin" reminded me of "hitch" with more cussing and no will smith and better!

i am somewhat neurotic because of things and people leaving, but mostly, i think because i'm so ansty-excited that my favorite season is starting! today was chilly and i wore my FLEECE, gotta love it. i can't wait to break out all of the sweaters and say helloooo to september. even though we did the EXACT thing a year ago with the goodbyes and the leaving and the long-distances, it's still uncomfortable and not cool. i think the only thing to do is to lose myself with a good cry in my jane austen novel of suppressed love and elegant words.