so the "virus" i thought my computer had turned out to be...not so complicated. thanks so much to dave and my rcc, chris lin, for helping me out! much happier now :)

shameless plug: re-elect chris lin to the ASSU senate!

it's been quite a while since my last post. the end of the my spring break was decidedly fun. i love paloma, willow, cathy, iesan, and vegas. okay, i think i can only handle vegas in small doses, but it was lovable in a weekend :) wow, such a good time. can you believe we drove all the way to vegas and then back to stanford in a car with no radio or music player? we sang bits and pieces of every song you can imagine. beyond that...what happens in vegas stays in vegas :D loooove you!

wow, christina, you're dumb: as mentioned above, i thought i had a virus because my keyboard seemed to be mismapped and i lost my background and there was this odd clicky noise coming from my computer. in actuality, my keyboard died. remedy: new keyboard. so simple :(

upside to stupidity: when the computer was opened to see what was wrong, i noticed the reason that my cd drive wasn't playing audio cd's was that the wire had come loose from the sound card. i just never checked before because i'm lazy as hell.

eww, christina, that's gross: realized tonight that my birthday cake had been left in my roommate's fridge for over half a month. as i reached in to take it out and throw it away, i clumsily dropped the cake face-down onto the carpet. instead of a horrible icing stain, there were only crumbs...and as i lifted the plate away, the cake defied gravity and remained stuck to the dish even when upside-down. poking the cake and frosting resulted in the unpleasant discovery that they had become completely stale and were as hard as brick. yay!

i have no appropriate ending. was always bad with the conclusions. bye :)

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"She Will be Loved" - Maroon 5

beauty queen of only eighteen
she had some trouble with herself
he was always there to help her
she always belonged to someone else

i drove for miles and miles
and wound up at your door
i've had you so many times but somehow
i want more

i don't mind spending everyday
out on your corner in the pouring rain
look for the girl with the broken smile
ask her if she wants to stay awhile
and she will be loved
she will be loved

tap on my window, knock on my door
i want to make you feel beautiful
i know i tend to get so insecure
it doesn't matter anymore

it's not always rainbows and butterflies
it's compromise that moves us along
my heart is full and my door's always open
you can come anytime you want

i don't mind spending everyday
out on your corner in the pouring rain
look for the girl with the broken smile
ask her if she wants to stay awhile
and she will be loved...

i know where you hide
alone in your car
know all of the things that make you who you are
i know that goodbye means nothing at all
comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

tap on my window, knock on my door
i want to make you feel beautiful
i don't mind spending everyday
look for the girl with the broken smile
ask her if she wants to stay awhile
and she will be loved...

please don't try so hard to say goodbye