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Even tho I've been hooked up with True Majority since before you were born (roffle Snape), this video puts into cookies what I fail to put into words. (Thank you Alex ;3)

http://www.truemajority.org/oreos/

Click it. It will only take up 5 minutes of your life that you'd other wise spend taking in oxygen and expelling gasses - go brush your teeth.

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Rhi

( Avoiding classmates is FUN! )

So, Bess sent me this link and was like "omg Makani wins the internet AGAIN". Well, those weren't her exact words but anything coming from Makani rocks. Because she's so fuckin' talented that I want to vomit everywhere. Anyway, she drew a chapter from the 6th Harry Potter book.

If you haven't read it, then tough shit. GO READ IT AND STOP MAKING ME POST "SPOILER ALERTS" ON SHIT! There are spoilers from The 5th book, but yeah. Read that one too you illiterate sonofa bitch.

Makani's Version of HBP

Fuckin'...hillarious. Read ALL the comments and text.

I read this when I was at school - and was laughing retardedly in the lounge like a loose-head. It was fantastic.

( Quiz Proves that Rhi is no fun! Read all about it! )

( Schools for Fools! )

( Rhi is in school and bored again update. )

OKAY KIDS! It's totally time to vent off some brain-ooze and get out some real feelings instead of this rambling of farts.

School started on Monday and I'm already sick of it. I felt like I didn't get a long enough break from it. And I really should be working on some papers for the Special Ed office where I work part time, but I don't feel like. I don't feel like going in for a meeting. I can't sleep and I'm taking uppers and downers like an after school special. The hot water tank went, my mom has no income, I've got over $1500 worth of bills this month and two weeks to pay it. Thank god I was saving to go to Scotland. Bye-bye dream. Oh and love life? Non-existant and never will be.

I said something to my mother the other day and she kind of caught me off guard. I guess sometimes I expect her to be a mom and forget that she lacks the mental ability to be that. I had told her that some person at work said I was hot and I got really really defensive about it. Like, I refuse to speak to them because I'm sure they're fucking with me and trying to make me feel like a fat little insect. So my mom says, "Of course they are fucking with you, Rhionna. You're not hot. You've never been hot." ... Thanks, mom. I know I'm not drop-dead gorgeous, and I never will be. But I tell you what - you hang out with a confident fat girl, and a scared skinny girl and who are you going to have more fun with?

I'm sick of having any confidence I put in my reserved drained from the emotional vampire I live with. Just like my checking account. I want to be irresponsible and be a student. I want to sleep at night and not work -- oh, and this week? I've got to cram in OT. Isn't that just lovely? On top of an employee giving my blood pressure a run for it.

I want to cry sometimes, I think. I don't want to be alone and I want to share whatever good is left in me before it's all drained. I'm tired of being disappointed by love. It's horrible. Yeah, I know what you're thinking - shut up, that's life. Just work and deal with it, life is too short. And most of the time, I agree.

I guess I'm just feeling more girly today.

And I've got no water to take a shower before this meeting. Lovely. -_-;

I hope that all my little nerdfriends enjoyed Steve's Tot party. I wish that I didn't have to work full time so that I could have been there to be enjoy. ;3 But alas, I do. But hopefully I'll be doing what I love to do as an interpreter. Allow me to fill you with updates and cottage cheese:

Rochester is in desperate need of interpreters. We are the largest Deaf city per capita in the world and NTID is the best college to attend for the Deaf. That being said, you can find jobs being an interpreter with an associates degree and a higher talent level. Luckily, I've been an ASL dork and have tried to practice every moment that I can, and I am even teaching people what I know in my spare time. (LOL When is that?) I have a lot of self-doubt when it comes to my skill level, but I was able to understand everything that Rita and Michael would talk about in class. Right, right anyway - so you can find interpreting jobs for Elementary school kids, which is totally the level that I'm at xD

I got a call from a woman named Terry Conrad over in the Westview commons telling me that I had three students: Two in Churchville and one in Brockport. Churchville Elementary is about a five minute WALK from me, and Brockport Elementary is about a 10 minute drive. If one of the interpreters call in sick, I am to be the substitute. If things work out for the rest of the school year, they might be able to place me. I'll have my associates degree come May, and hopefully a job. God, that would be great. Then I could finish the last two years up at NTID at night, using my job as a skills coach towards my classes. If I get a contract for the student, I might not need to finish my degree program and just continue with learning more ASL. It depends. But this is a step in the direction I want to go.

I might go back and finish up my teaching program, too. I'll have the time once I've been placed in my interpreting job and then I could be an adjucnt ASL professor or something. Or teach lessons privatly. I love language, and teaching - so we'll see where it takes me. RSD (Rochester School for the Deaf) may be in need of an art teacher. Wouldn't that beat all? I get to use ASL, teach and work with art. That'd be so hot.

My first day interpreting is on Thursday the 26th. I'll be negotiating pay rates. Lol Oh please, it's better than Cooper. If they could assure me at least two or three days a week, I could quit my job. That's how much it pays. Isn't that sick? The down side: No more Halo shirts and baggy jeans. I've got to go get some respectable looking clothing. Vomit. They don't have anything cute and professional for fatties. They look like tarps or something equally unflattering. Honestly, do I need to be a sign language art teacher fashion model for the fat? Dieting only works so fast here, folks. In the mean time, I'd like some cute fatty clothing.

Speaking of the diet, I've lost 23 pounds so far. I am going to step up my work-out with a personal trainer next week. I know, I'm so spoiled. My friend Ron used to be a personal trainer for the Army (or some division of the armed forces, I'm not sure) and he's developing a good carb/bad carb diet for me and a good work-out. I'm excited. I've been good on my serving sizes and stuff. I had a half a cup of wild rice yesterday instead of two bowls worth. I add a little bit of good carbs in with my food to help with the break-down process. I probably eat about 20g of good carbs a day, which is low but seems to be working well. Better than stuffing my face with bacon and steak. x_x -shiver-

Okay, okay That's it. Get lost kids, you're buggin' me. ;3 Lawl Oh wait, I lied - has anyone heard the band Draco and the Malfoys? So ridiculously shitty but their songs are so stuck in my head. Kill me now. :D