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Graded [Dec. 14th, 2006|11:57 pm]
Karla Hasund
[Current Mood |cheerfulcheerful]

I started school back in September to get a Associates in Science to transfer to the U. My first quarter is completed (YAY!!!!!) and today I found out my grades. In Algebra I got a 4.0 (DOUBLE YAY!!!) and in Analytical English I got a {drum roll} 3.9 (OMFG YAY!!!) that makes my GPA 3.95 which is the highest it's ever been...EVER. Consider me happy:-)
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Selling Your Virginity to the Highest Bidder! [Jun. 29th, 2006|12:24 pm]
Karla Hasund
I've recently finished reading Memoirs of a Geisha, there is one section in the book where Sayuri (the main character in the book) has her virginity sold to the highest bidder. After the experience her response was "what was the big deal?" This took place before (apparently) christianity had gotten their claws into Japan. That got me wondering...could you sell your virginity online? Is there even a market? So, I googled it:-) And sure enough some young woman HAS sold her virginity online to pay for college (there's a financing method I hadn't thought of). http://www.redemptoristpublications.com/reality/june04/okay.html The interesting part of the article is the author does her best to slam the girl for selling it but says nothing of the guy (44 year old man even) for buying it. In the 60's women fought for equality, well we got it. Woman can now be just as slutty as any man. And what's wrong with selling it anyway? Saying it's immoral and against god/church/jesus is pointless. Most of the christians I know didn't wait until they were married to have sex anyways.

I, myself, fall into the freak category of being a virgin. In fact I am probably the oldest virgin not connected to a religion and/or church. I am waiting until I find someone I feel comfortable enough with to actually do the deed. But if somebody offered to buy me a car in exchange for my virginity, I figure I would feel real comfortable...in my NEW CAR! Mind you this wouldn't be a COD type of situation, I would expect the keys and title in my hands before I allowed any penetration.

Part of my feeling stems from the belief that having sex (for the first time) is going to hurt. It's not going to be like shreiking in agony but it's still going to hurt at least a little. I don't expect to enjoy it so why not profit off of it? Makes perfect sense to me.
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What I Need...how about you? [Apr. 19th, 2006|03:28 pm]
Karla Hasund
You go to google.com and type in your "first name", "+" and then "needs" to find out what you need.

Karla needs to be incarcerated once again for everyone's protection. Karla needs to have her legs spred and assaulted with a cattle prod. Once more, Karla needs to escape and so she marries...

I don't think I *need* to know anything else:-)
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I'm A Procrastinator... [Mar. 17th, 2006|10:27 am]
Karla Hasund
Actually I'm the QUEEN of procrastinators. If there is a way to avoid doing something I will find it and then perfect it. I know I do it, I also know I shouldn't. It's way counterproductive. I've needed new glasses for several years now, I keep putting it off. I have thought about looking into Lasik but that requires even more effort then getting new glasses. You have to go to an eye clinic just to see if you are a candidate and then there's the whole money thing. Lasik is fairly expensive.

So, back in late January I went to my companies holiday party (on a sunday in late january the christmas spirit is pretty much gone buy hey they serve free booze so of course a bunch of people showed up). I ended up talking to a guy there who had lasik done a few weeks prior. He was going on about how great and easy it was. We also ended up talking about the broadway play 'Wicked'. I had read the book (which I didn't like) and he said that the music of the play was so much better than the book and that he would burn me a copy and send it to me (we don't work in the same building). The next day I got to work and the CD was waiting for me. I was stunned he actually remembered it, cause I wouldn't have, not immediately at least.

I saw him again a few days after the party and asked him where he had the surgery done at. He told me the name of the place and I looked it up on line. They had a website cause you know in this day and age everybody has a website. Got the phone number and decided I would call the next morning (I found the number at midnight and was sure nobody would be there then). The next day I woke up and looked at the number..."You know...I have a lot of stuff to do today, tomorrow...I'll call tomorrow." I realized shortly thereafter that tomorrow would become next week, next week would become next month, next month would become next year and in the end I would end up calling sometime in 2008. At that moment I decided to break the cycle, picked up the phone and called right there and then. Made a appointment for the next week.

So I go to the office which is over 60 miles from where I live where the proceeded to take all this tests, long story short I am a candidate for lasik surgery. okay, great, and it's going to cost me $3500, not great. They did have cheaper options mind but do you really want to go cheap with your eyes? The plan I chose has a lifetime option on it so if I ever need to have it done again it shall be mostly free (or at least not $3500). So then comes the tasks of finding financing, luckily for me they had in-house financing where all you need is $600 down and then you have to make monthly payments which they take directly out of your checking account. But it has to be paid for within a year. So, I decided I could do this, called and made the appointment. A week later I get a call from their office, they are discontinuing their in-house financing option....shit.....but because I made the appointment already I can use that option. If I had procrastinated I would have been so thoroughly screwed.

I made the appointment in March because there was no way I was getting any time off in february. So yesterday my and I drove down there for my surgery. I had been fine all week, wasn't freaking, wasn't worried until I got to the door of their office. My main concern was that they had decided that I couldn't use that old option and would then be SOL. They hadn't, I paid them $2000 down and sat in a room waiting for my turn. By the time it was my turn I had managed to freak myself out something pretty good. The nurses there were totally cool and extremely helpful. There was no actual pain but I got real hot and then real cold, usually when this happens I really pass out. Luckily this time I did not. The whole surgery took about 15-20 minutes. After the doc checked my eyes to make sure the cornea flap was where it was supposed to be (namely on my eye:-) and then sent me home. I couldn't drive which is why my mom was with me and they give you a small dose of valium to relax you so I was real sleepy on the way home. I could see after the surgery, not perfectly, not as good as I could with my glasses but I could see better than I had without my glasses.

Today I went back in for the day after visit where they check to see how your doing. The Optometrist checked my eyes and now I have 20/20 vision with no glasses, contacts or anything else. My eyes feel as if I am wearing contacts and there dry and stuff but that's normal and should go away within' a week. And then there's the eye drops, I am getting so good at putting in eye drops it's not even funny.

You know this turned out to be longer than I anticipated...sorry
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Karla Hasund
A Charlotte, NC, lawyer purchased a box of very rare and expensive cigars, then insured them against fire, among other things. Within a month, having smoked his entire stockpile of these great cigars and without yet having made even his first premium payment on the policy, the lawyer filed claim against the insurance company.

In his claim, the lawyer stated the cigars were lost "in a series of small fires." The insurance company refused to pay, citing the obvious reason that the man had consumed the cigars in the normal fashion. The lawyer sued.... and WON!

(Stay with me now.)

In delivering the ruling, the judge agreed with the insurance company that the claim was frivolous. The judge stated nevertheless, that the lawyer "held a policy from the company in which it had warranted that the cigars were insurable and also guaranteed that it would insure them against fire, without defining what is considered to be unacceptable fire" and was obligated to pay the claim.

Rather than endure lengthy and costly appeal process, the insurance company accepted the ruling and paid $15,000 to the lawyer for his loss of the rare cigars lost in the "fires."


After the lawyer cashed the check, the insurance company had him arrested on 24 counts of ARSON! With his own insurance claim and testimony from the previous case being used against him, the lawyer was convicted of intentionally burning his insured property and was sentenced to 24 months in jail and a $24,000 fine.

This is a true story and was the First Place winner in the recent Criminal Lawyers Award Contest.

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(no subject) [Nov. 14th, 2005|01:59 am]
Karla Hasund
I've decided I'm going to buy myself a computer for christmas because....well....because I can!!! And that is the only reason I really need, isn't it. That and I make more money now so I can actually afford to buy one without breaking the bank, so to speak. The problem is I want to buy a PC laptop and I have very little experience with anything Microsoft related being a MacChild and all. Anybody with any suggestions?
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(no subject) [Oct. 26th, 2005|02:05 am]
Karla Hasund
You Are 23 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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(no subject) [Jul. 28th, 2005|02:39 am]
Karla Hasund
I have myself listed a couple of dating sites mainly for the entertainment value. One of the sites is called elitemate.com, I have been paying it much attention as of late that's probably cause I forgot I created the account. So I checked it today and found several messages from like guys and stuff. One guy sent "I want to start by saying hi!I saw your eliteprofile & would like to chat & see where things may lead us. I see you aren't to far away from me so let's see if there is any chemistry & we'll hook up! Talk to you later."

Okay....could somebody please tell me...when did the state of Washington become "not to far" from Mississippi? Really, If my state is moving across the country I'd like to know.

(no subject) [Apr. 4th, 2005|04:24 am]
Karla Hasund
On Saturday my mom, sister, her boyfriend Johnny and I went out to dinner for my birthday. I decided (I got to decide cause it was, after all, MY birthday:-) to go to Red Robin. I have been advised by several people that the best place to sit there would be in the bar. Less noise, loud music, kids/teenagers, etc. So we went in, were given some menu's and found ourselves a booth in the bar. The waiter comes over and asks us if we would like some drinks, of course right before he asks that he asks for my ID. ROFLMAO! I GOT CARDED ON MY THIRTIETH BIRTHDAY!?! I figure that this is a sure sign that only good things are to come:-)

Incidentally I was the only one carded. He obviously wouldn't card my mom (she's in her sixties) and he didn't look twice at Johnny or my sister, who is two years younger than me....She was NOT happy. Johnny was pretty insulted too...what can I say? It's not my fault that I look younger than them! BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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(no subject) [Mar. 27th, 2005|04:11 pm]
Karla Hasund
This is the situation: there's a beautiful princess trapped in a castle watched by a dragon. Here's the end of the story with different styles of metalheads as knights.


The protagonist arrives riding a white unicorn, escapes from the dragon, saves the princess and makes love to her in an enchanted forest.


The protagonist arrives, fights the dragon, saves the princes and fucks her.


The protagonist arrives on a harley, kills the dragon, drinks a few
beers and fucks the princess.


The protagonist arrives with some friends playing acordions, violins, flutes and many more weird instruments, the dragon falls sleep (because of all the dancing). Then all leave....without the princess.


The protagonist arrives in a ship, kills the dragon with his mighty axe, skins the dragon and eats it, rapes the princess to death, steals her belongings and burns the castle before leaving.


The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon, fucks the princess and kills her, then leaves.


The protagonist arrives at midnight, kills the dragon and impales it in front of the castle. Then he sodomises the princess, drinks her blood in a ritual before killing her. Then he impales the princess next to the dragon.


The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon and spreads his guts in front of the castle, fucks the princess and kills her. Then he fucks the dead body again, slashes her belly and eats her guts. Then he fucks the carcass for the third time, burns the corpse and fucks it for the last time.


The protagonist arrives, sees the size of the dragon and thinks he could never beat him, then he gets depressed and commits suicide. The dragon eats his body and the princess as dessert. That's the end of the sad story.


The protagonist arrives with a guitar and plays a solo of 26 minutes. The dragon kills himself out of boredom. The protagonist arrives to the princess' bedroom, plays another solo with all the techniques and tunes he learned in the last year of the conservatory. The princess escapes looking for the "HEAVY METAL" protagonist.


The protagonist arrives, the dragon laughs at the guy's appearance and lets him enter. He steals the princess' make-up and tries to paint the castle in a beautiful pink color.


The protagonist arrives in a run-down Honda Civic and attempts to fight the dragon but he burns to death when his moronic baggy clothes catch fire
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