Tonight

...was NOT enjoyable.

"Microsoft Word has encountered an unexpected problem and needs to close. We apologize for the inconvenience." I have read that message over and over again as it continued to haunt my laptop screen for the last two hours. Cases are due in 7 hours. 

F my damn life

ZMar

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It's been a little while

...since my last post. 

I must apologize for my lack of posts lately. You see, I'm at debate camp right now. Today was extremely hot, but I had my trusty laptop and suitcase(s) to keep me company in the sweltering heat while I waited for my dorm. Fun stuff. 

Anyway, it's the first night, and I have homework. Of course.

I have to read an article, and then in class tomorrow, present my thoughts about it. But tomorrow, the hard stuff begins. 

Debate camp is like a group of 300+ kids with strong work ethics and an unhealthy love for proper argumentation and victory (all capable of defending their sometimes vicious means to a victorious end). So we all race to- get this- the library, to check out the best books before anyone else. And when you reach your check out limit, like a real tool, you hide that Stanford Law Encyclopedia in the Science Fiction section so that the chick down the hall with the purple glasses and 2 briefcases full of law reviews doesn't get your gold mine of evidence. 

So this is my life for the next 3 weeks. I get the feeling I'll be blogging a lot less, but will need to a lot more in order to preserve my sanity.

Ciao,

ZMar

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The One Minute Writer

So pretty much you choose a prompt and write about what it tells you. Here I go: 

Tomorrow you get the mail, and inside it, you find the best letter you can imagine. What does it say?

"Dear Zoe,

I have to say, it's been quite an adventure stalking you. I always wondered why you turned on your blinker while turning into your driveway- its not like anyone ever sees it. And it's interesting how you save your fries for last when you're eating Chick Fil A. Anyway, I have decided to write you because I have found a new vice. I will no longer sit by your window, or dig through your trash. Enclosed is a check for 4 million dollars. Please enjoy it- use it to invest in a good body guard and an even better security system; so freaks like me can't watch you change out of your golf clothes every afternoon.

All my love,

Your childhood stalker

P.S.- I had your car detailed while you were sleeping. It smells like cherry."

That's it for today

ZMar

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YOU

...get to be the mind reader today. Today I'm giving you access to the inner-workings of my 8 year old mind. I am officially publishing my diary entries. The following has original spelling, punctuation, and capitalization. Nothing has been edited, added, or ommited. Maybe if I'm feeling racy I'll post my middle school diary entries later. (Probably not.) Enjoy.

Saturday May 14, 2001 

"Today my mom took me to the mall. You could almost call it a date. Before the mall bis. I had piano lessons. The woman who teaches me is Ann Herlets. As a mater fact piano is very popular but never mind that this is about my day. Witch was great because of my mom."

Wednesday June 20, 2001

"Dear Diary,

Today we went to the Science Place :) And the Imax theater I went there because it's summer I'm at DiscoveryCamp And tommow I'm going swimming. Well Diary that was today and it was part horrible and part great and thats it for today! Bye!"

*Note, there is explicit language below:

Thursday June 21, 2001

"Dear Diary,

Today was the first day of summer- for real and the longest day of the year. But any wase today was a jinkz and because of Chloe. Chloe is a horrible, terrifieing, loud, big mouth, buck willey, nasty, girl chimpanzee."

**If I remember correctly, Chloe said it was "weird that I didn't put cheese on my sandwiches". And she said that she had a diamond monopoly set. I recall asking my big brother and he said they don't exist. Then I came back to camp and told Chloe (quote) "You're a big fat liar, Chloe!". She then said something along the lines of "Yeah well Chloe sounds better than Zoe anyway!" Then it was ON. She totally deserved everything I wrote. 

That's all of 8 year old Zoe you're gonna get for today. I'm not sure you can handle much more anyway.

Ciao,

ZMar

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11:11

..was 3 minutes ago. And I looked at my clock at 11:12. I was pissed. 

Anyway, today's post is going to be short. Just a few awards will be given.

Austin Keeler- holder of the most brownie points I have ever given. Take your age, divide it by 2, add 7, then raise to the power of infinity and beyond. That's how many brownie points. 

Waitress at Friday's (inside Northpark)- "gave" A-Keeler her number. 

Waitress #2 at Friday's- also "gave" A-Keeler her number. SKETCH.

Marble Slab- maker of  tooth paste flavored icecream

Avantika- NOT stalker person who reads this blog

P.S.- I'm a mind reader. I know you're thinking "Gee, that Keeler kid is pretty cool. I could use some pick up lines too." Well, dear reader, here's one: "Oh, so your name's Megan. That rhymes with sweet ass" 

* Note: Insert any name where [Megan] is.

That's all.

ZMar

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I bet you didn't know

...that I'm a secret french rapper.

Last week, I sat down and listened to "Je Veux Te Voir" by Yelle over and over again, following along with the lyrics. Until finally, I could rap the whole song.

So this means several things:

1. You are now free to come up to me and say "Hey, rap to me about crazy french food and sex". (Because I know that it is something you've always wanted to do.)
   
2. I am perhaps a little too insistent on putting off writing my debate cases
3. Its a damn good thing my parents don't speak French. Because I'm thinking they (maybe) would have had a problem with "Je veux te voir/ Dans un film pornographique/ En action avec ta bite/ Forme patatoes ou bien frites/ Pour tout savoir/ Sur ton anatomie/ Sur ton cousin Teki/ Et vos accessoires fetiches" 

<-- You're smart, I'm sure you can figure out what those lyrics mean. Or use handy dandy google. You know, the source of all your term papers.

*Today's post was numbered because my dear friend Alison is a fan of such a format.

Sorry today wasn't the funniest of posts. There's always tomorrow.

ZMar

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Chocolate

...is what I'm eating right now. 

"Buncha Crunch" to be exact. I went to Blockbuster today to buy it, only to find that: 

A) there was apparently a 3 for $3 deal going on. (Hooray for my wallet)

B) apparently 7 people I know live off of Genstar. Which, isn't really a big deal, except for when you realize that the Blockbuster (on Genstar) that you habitually go to in pajamas, is the same movie rental store that 7 other people you know + their families go to. Nice.

C) The lady that usually suggests the best scary movies to me is pregnant. Which is cool. I guess. But I always feel awkward when I see pregnant people because I don't know if they're actually pregnant or um... larger than uh.. most women. Because I have definitely made the unfortunate mistake of saying "Congratulations, when are you due?" only moments later to receive a rather livid expression and tight lipped "I'm not pregnant". Don't we all just live for these little love packages strangers give us everyday? I know I do.

So I think that's it.

Well except for the road trip + Andrea Bocelli concert. The drive was long, but Kelly, Mariya, and I were well equipped. We spent the night in dorms at UT and then headed home the next day. And sped all the way to Sprinkles to get some celebratory over-priced cupcakes and they were closed....

Saturday night Mariya and I went to see Andrea Bocelli, and it was a performance beyond words.... I nearly cried when he sang Con Te Partiro. In case you don't know, he's blind. And I just could not understand why such a beautiful person with such uncontested talent wouldn't be allowed to see. Would there be some kind of inbalance in the universe if he were allowed to see the world around him? To be able to see the faces of the millions of people that adore him? Sorry. Now it seems as though this post is getting a bit intense. And long. So I'm gonna go.

Ciao,

ZMar

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I love

...good music. And makers of good music. 

I am currently listening to some incredible sounds and I feel like all the artists are connected to my brain. It's as if they know all my selfish desires and crazy weird thoughts and sometimes mopey attitudes and often adrenaline pumping moments, exactly as I have them.

So, here's to you, artists of my itunes library and of the numerous untitled cd's in my car.

I owe my zen moments to you, artists. And I devote all of my love to you. (Especially Gabe, William, & Tyson.)

So artists, pat yourselves on the back, take a mother frickin bow, you are wonderful.

LYRICS WORTHY OF PRAISE..OR LAUGHTER (either is fine):

(Guess the artist(s) or song(s), and you get extra brownie points)

• "When I come in, you start to sue/ Don't worry, don't worry/ I got it. /I'm so full of me there's hardly room for you to breathe"
• "Just as soon as I see you,/ Didn't I, didn't I tell you,/ As deep as I need you/ You want to leave it all"
• "Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena/ Heeeey Macarena/ Ehhh Macarena"
• "All along the eastern shore/ Put your circuits in the sea/ This is what the world is for/ Making electricity"
• "We're one mistake from being together/ But let's not ask why it's not right/ You won't be seventeen forever/ And we can get away with this tonight"

In fact, here's a link (... you know I spoil you)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpFTgsOVazE

That's all for now,

ZMar

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SO

...I just had a volcanic eruption of excitement.

For several reasons: (It’s a numbered list. Fancy, I know)

1.   I am road tripping with Kelly (my inspiration) and Mariya (my stalker) tomorrow to Austin! It will be the best thing of our young lives.

2.   I got my baby back yesterday. And by “baby” I mean car. And by “car” I mean love child that CPS took away from me so many months ago. And by “child” I mean my 2006 VW Bug. (Sorry for any confusion that may have caused)

3.   I’ve decided to start knitting again. Because I started knitting my sister’s newborn son a cap, and never finished. He’s 6 now. So I’m gonna strap down, focus, and finish that cap… that will no longer fit.

4.   TACT starts again in 5 days and that is possibly the greatest thing in the world. It truly is absurd how obsessive we (TACTors 08-09) are about this TeenAge Communication Theatre. Plus, we get our new shirts which means I don’t have to wear a parachute anymore! YES!

5.   I’m going to Central Market today to raid the candy section. As I do every week. Any one want to join me? I love having these mini adventures with a buddy. If not, that’s cool. More diabetes for me.

6.   Mom bought more Kraft Singles. LIFE IS GOLDEN.

So, I think I’m going to go do something else now. 

PS- I’m excited about my fancy new blog. Hopefully somebody out there will read it.

PPS- Hopefully that somebody isn’t a creeper.

 

TTFN: Ta ta for now!

ZMar

 

PPPS- I love Tigger. (in reference to above TTFN)

 

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Dear blog patrol,

...is it against the rules to blog more than once per day?

I sincerely hope it isn't, because I'm too excited about the hype this blog is getting to become a blogcrastinator (thank you, Alex Randolph).

So I was driving home today and decided to stop at Braum's. While there, I discovered a small malt is only $2. No tax or anything. I wanted to jump for joy. I wanted to call my sister in South Africa. I wanted to marry the person on the other side of the drive through intercom. I was so excited, I ordered fifteen vanilla malts. So now I'm at home with 15 malts and nobody to give them to. And I'm pretty sure my dog can't drink that much vanilla. So. 

Blog patrol, is it against the rules to lie in a blog? Because I just did. I only ordered one malt. And it's in my freezer now because I couldn't finish it. I hope that's okay.

Well, I'd better go now. Before you arrest me.

ZMar

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Hello world

...of blog readers.

So I seriously have no idea what to write in this thing. And I feel like Kelly and Alex will probably laugh because they're such blogsperts. Well, you win some you lose some I guess. Actually, that phrase did not really fit well there. Fantastic. I've been blogging for what, 35 seconds and already I don't make sense.

At least I have one fan. Mariya Abdulkaf, 17 year old student and official blog reader/ serial pelvic thruster is excited about my new blog. I can't think of anything particularly bloggable at the moment. So far its just been rambling.

Well, here's something I guess: So, for my 16th birthday we had these mints/candies produced with my initials on them. And the company that produces them has a 10 month "deliciousness guarantee" (??). Okay well anyway, like 3 months after my party, my mom ate one. (We had like 100's left over after the party) Well, apparently it was not delicious. And for those of you who know my mother, she very much believes that the customer is always right. And will not hesitate to point that out to companies, restaurants, stores, etc....

Anyway, I get up one day, and there is a box of 10,000 mints at my door. 

The mint company produced an entire new batch and mailed them to me. So if you want mints just like, show up at my house. And I will happily satiate your aforementioned desire.

heh heh.. that's what she said. 

That's all for now.

ZMar

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