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It's Jillian, yo.



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Ignorant people, bad grammar, sports, math, big dogs, vain people, horror movies, stupid humor movies.



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[9/4/09 @ 15:21]
I think I want to get an Asian boy haircut.

My hair is already short and I'm only young once.

What do we think?

Edit:


My hair is slightly above my shoulders and my shortest layer is ~2.5 inches. I've developed this habit over the past couple days where I just pull all of the short layer forward and it acts as an addition to my bangs... which I also have (have had for about 6 months now).

Hi Nithya!!!
c 4 m m e n t ... please.

[8/12/09 @ 22:05]
I would really like to stop getting shot in my dreams.
That would be lovely.
c 2 m m e n t ... please.

Periacetabular osteotomy is.. tomorrow! [6/9/09 @ 01:54]
Hey all,

I just realized that I haven't let you guys (Jenny and Nithya... you know who I'm talkin' about) know that my surgery is tomorrow. I'll try to call you both beforehand. If I fail, know that I was thinking about you both.

You know, it's kind of funny because for about a year now, I've had absolutely no idea what to expect. Here I am, hours before the surgery and I finally know what's going on. Not through my doctor's brilliance and communication, but from accounts of random people on the internet.

For anyone who's interested in what's happenining, click on what I've found here (http://www.hipandpelvis.com/patient_education/periace/page1.html) and here (http://basketcat.livejournal.com/?skip=80).

So it sounds like I'm going to have no clue to what's going on for the next 2ish days. It also sounds like I'm getting an epidural and a pain pump [push the button, win the prize ;) ].

Grr... I just realized that not being able to drive is equivalent to not being able to hold down piano pedals.  This makes me sad.

With that, I leave you. Wish me luck!!
c 2 m m e n t ... please.

[12/18/08 @ 12:06]
Dear diary,

Today I almost got trampled by stampeding streakers.
And people wonder why I hate Frats/Sororities.

Anyone who is driving in the snow tomorrow: be smart.

Pajama time.
c 1 m m e n t ... please.

Rattus norvegicus and Don [12/3/08 @ 19:56]
I am breaking my lj silence to announce..
1) that I have adopted two baby ratties!!
don't say ew. they're cute. and clean, and playful.
they're named Major Wiggles and Loki.
pictures later.

2) i'm in my human anatomy class, and starting last Tuesday I've gotten intimate with Don.
Don is our resident cadaver. I skinned his arm and located his bronchial plexus, along with removing some of his vertebrae.
unfortunately, I did get a little overzealous with the scalpel. I cut through my glove. my glove ended up being my thumb. I bled for about an hour. Don and I are one.

I have a big test on Friday. BCP!!!! Gah!

If I get something that makes me unable to donate my organs (maybe widespread cancer) remind me to donate my body to science.
c 6 m m e n t ... please.

[7/20/08 @ 00:36]
What the internet taught me today:

-how to watch all videos in HD on youtube
-how to hack elevators so they don't stop for anyone
-how to hack pop machines
-how to hack google so you direct download anything
-how to hack into security cameras around the world and move them around

teehee.
c 1 m m e n t ... please.

[EDIT!] [6/20/08 @ 15:41]
I really like the song here--> http://www.imeem.com/dixinfernal10/music/THHJVugG/kanon_wakeshima_still_dollmp3/ (The website too now that I've found it.) That should be working now.

Although I think it's weird that Japanese singers always feel the need to sing in English.
Giving you the heebie jeebies in 3/4 time.


In other news, my MacBook just bit the everlovin' dust.
Now when I turn it on to say, "hi. how's your day going?", it flashes a folder with a ? on it as though to say, "who are you again?"

Good bye school papers for the last two years.
Adios pirated Asian dramas/ anime/ movies.
ALL MY MUSIC......

I'll go rock in a corner now...
A dark corner.
with a cute little spider to console m
c 1 m m e n t ... please.

[6/8/08 @ 04:27]
discontent.
keep running from/ learn to love it?

on the other hand, am I the only one loving the time off/ heat?

it's fun to say Turkish Delight in a British accent.
c 4 m m e n t ... please.

A note. [7/15/07 @ 21:41]
My boyfriend makes me happy.

*squee*
c 1 m m e n t ... please.

[7/2/07 @ 18:31]
Ahhhhh!!! I keep getting calls from Asian people!!

Me no speak! Bong chi wah???

jilO
c 2 m m e n t ... please.

[6/17/07 @ 22:12]
I had a dream that I was going to check out a roller coaster to see if Ben would be willing to ride it.  As the ride was about to start, I realized my seatbelt wasn't working.  It took off.  The first hill went fine. As did the second. The third hill came, and as the car started to descend, I flew out of my seat (along with the two people sitting next to me) and fell through the air  shredded with fear only to land on my feet.  I walked back to the station despite the stares from all the people and told Ben he wouldn't like the roller coaster.

I don't think I show my emotions very well.  It's not easy for me to show the extent of what I feel. I'll give you a glimpse, but never the whole picture. It's unfortunate.

In other news, the sea monkeys are all congregating in the bottom corner of the tank.  I don't know what they're doing.  To be honest, it looks like a huge brine shrimp orgy.  I hope they aren't hungry. I'm feeding them... but. The whole thing is very strange.

jilO
c 1 m m e n t ... please.

[6/14/07 @ 16:19]
People spend too much time trying to seem intelligent, emo, suicidal, above average, apathetic, happier-than-thou.

Life isn't that complicated.

"We are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you any different."
c 2 m m e n t ... please.

[4/7/07 @ 12:20]
A woman in Nanjing, China fell off a sixth floor balcony and survived thanks to a pile of poop on the ground below. From Sky News:

"She landed in a 20cm thick heap of excrement," the Kuaibao tabloid newspaper gleefully reported.

"Workers happened to be emptying the building's septic tank, which had not been tended for a long time, and had regularly blocked sewage pipes.


and...

please.

From BoingBoing [3/21/07 @ 13:14]
Detroit houses selling for less than cars

Houses in Detroit are selling for less than new cars:
"Folks, the ground underneath the house goes with it. You do know that, right?" [the auctioneer] offered.
After selling house after house in the Motor City for less than the $29,000 it costs to buy the average new car, the auctioneer tried a new line: "The lumber in the house is worth more than that!"

Deeeee-trroiiiiit!!!!!!

Yeeeah!
jilO
please.

[3/2/07 @ 00:33]
Falling 12000 feet and living constitutes you as being one of the lucky ones, right?

Video
As filmed from the guys helmet as he says goodbye and hits the ground.

Whoa.
jilO
please.

[3/1/07 @ 13:24]
"I think I'm getting sick as well...you gave me a chronic disease

The doctor's say it's Yellow Fever.

The only cure is a healthy dose of Jillian every few hours as needed.

:D"
please.

[2/23/07 @ 02:18]
One of the songs we are singing for choir this semester.
It gives me shivers.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.


I have the other music we're doing if you guys are interested in what's going on here. Choir wise anyway.
Love you all.
c 1 m m e n t ... please.

[2/21/07 @ 21:38]
[ mood | silly ]

There was cuddling.
And then, one of them fell asleep.
*Twitch*
"What was that?"
"I was running around."
"Haha."
"Shut up."
And then, one of them fell asleep again.
*Twitch*
"What was it that time?"
"I was walking in front of Pfieffer, and I slipped on some ice."
"Hahaha! Ok. Do it again," as she lays very still and waits for him to fall asleep again.
"No!"
And there was a ruckus.
And then, after a certain amount of time, one of them fell asleep again.
*Twitch*
"That time?"
"I was taking my coat off."
Much laughter.
And then, one of them fell asleep again.
*Twitch*
"Well?"
"I was running after a car."
And there was much laughter, joy, and affection.

The end.

c 1 m m e n t ... please.

[2/14/07 @ 10:38]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4

Inspiring.
jilO
c 3 m m e n t ... please.

[1/30/07 @ 23:17]
They say what goes up must come down.
Or something.
I'm wishing and hoping and praying that they're wrong.
Whoever "they" are.
Because I am so up right now...
It would be quite a fall if reality were to set in.

*Bliss*

jilO
c 2 m m e n t ... please.

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