Christa (is the shit!)

Warped Tour

2008-07-23T23:15:00.002-04:00

Yes I am 22. And yes this year was my first time ever going to a warped tour. But it was amazing. I had tons of fun.... even though it was 2 million and seven degrees outside. The doors opened at 11 and we (we being myself and a friend) decided that getting there at ten would be good enough. We knew the lines would be long... but bands were playing all day long and the ONE we wanted to see surely would be later. For those of you who don't understand the whole warped tour idea, google it. No one releases what bands play when until the day of. So as we made our way to the end of the line... which was seven hundred and forty six blocks long, we started seeing signs that read "EVERY AVENUE: Smartpunk Stage @ 11:45." SHIT. If I drove all this way and spent all this money and didn't even get to see the ONLY band I really wanted to see, I was going to be pissed. The wait in line was agonizing. It was already hot and a homeless man was yelling go TIGER'S so that I would put money in his cup. (The concert was at Comerica Park- home to the Detroit Tiger's.) I didn't have any change, but if this man was too stupid to realize that we were not here for a Tiger's game, then he didn't deserve my money. Seriously... it was me, my friend, and a hundred thousand emo teenagers... some with thier emo parents. Finally... God came down from the heavens and opened more gates. People started flooding into the parking lot of Comerica Park. It was already 11:30 and we still had to find out what stage EVERY AVENUE would be at. We found it... pushed our way to the front row and rocked it out. Afterward, we made our way to thier merch tent and then over to the signing. With my new shorts and signed t-shirt I was ready to go home. It was only 3:00 but we didn't really care about any other bands and it was so hot that people were puking and passing out left and right. The ambulance had already been there 4 times. We walked back to where we paid to park and thankfully pulled right out. (There were some cars that were triple parked.) All in all, it was a great time. And I would gladly go back.

Tangled Christmas Tree Lights..... No Problem

2008-07-10T12:53:00.003-04:00

.... compared to all this. I would say that I am pretty confident about most things. I'm not cocky... and I wouldn't say that I'm conceited, but I am pretty secure in handling most situations. However... there are two things that I can not wrap my head around. 1. Boys 2. Loans These two things are tricky... because you can't live with them... but you can't live without them. Here is one specific story that contains both of these.

I am nearing the end of my first round at college. In December I will have my bachelor's degree in Elementary Education. I am pretty excited to leave the college life and enter the real world, but I don't seem to have enough money. Most scholarships are four year deals, and this fall will be my ninth semester. That means that the people who have been paying for school are suddenly done. All the committees sent nice letters wishing me luck and success in the futures, but no more money. So I had to resort to taking out a loan. First, you have the option of getting subsidized or unsubsidized. I know the difference, but I don't know which one is which. I didn't know which one I qualified for and how to go about getting one. (You see... I am a math minor. I love math. But I hate business type math. Loans and taxes and the like are not my thing.) So I went to the financial aid office at my school. First of all... this place sucks. The service is shitty and everyone acts like they know exactly what they are talking about but you still get a different answer every time you ask a question. I signed in at the front desk and took a seat. There was only one person ahead of me this time so I figured the wait wouldn't be too long. As I sat, time ticked by... and another student came along. Somehow he ended up being helped before me. Then another studnet came, and she was called back before me too. The secretary could see the frustration on my face but she chose to ignore me. Forty-five minutes later... I finally get ushered into a room. The advisor introduces himself and we both sit down. I ask him specifics regarding the situation and blah blah blah. Next thing you know, we are talking about anything but loans. I swear I was in that room for half an hour talking about not loans. He did answer my questions but then he started flirting with me. I couldn't help but think how inappropriate it was. And he was flirting like a sixth grader. Seriously... I've never had anyone play footsie with me... until now. And I wasn't playing back. I was in shock. But he was slightly cute so I played along. He ended up giving me his number and sent me on my way. I waited a while and then finally contacted him... via emai. But I have yet to hear back from him. Hopefully I don't have any more loan problems... things could get awkward :)

A Quickie...

2008-06-04T13:03:00.002-04:00

I just haven't been up to posting like I have been in the past. I apologize to those of you who read this... if there is anyone. And here's the update.

I'm back from Costa Rica and it was amazing! I hiked through the Rio Celeste, went white water rafting on the Sarapique River, got a canapoy tour of the rainforest via zip line, and watched a volcano erupt from my hotel room balcony! Seriously, it was the trip of a lifetime. I can't wait to go back and see it all again. I heart Costa Rica.

I am also still single. But it works for me. Boys are trouble.

Most of my friends are finding their lives. Getting married and graduating college seems to be a pretty popular even among people my age.

I am, however, graduating in December! I am really excited.... Adult life here I come!

I'm Ready....

2008-05-09T13:11:00.003-04:00

Only two more days until I am on my way to Costa Rica. I leave Detroit at noonish, and I am pretty fricken excited. I have never been out of the county before, so this is a huge deal to me. I am looking forward to experiencing all of the things that come along with traveling. I have heard many horror stories about luggage and delayed flights, but I plan on being flexible. Losing my luggage would probably ruin my trip, but anything else will just become a great story. I will try my best to carry a positive attitude the whole time.

And I am debating whether or not to go on the white water rafting trip. I don't really like water, or small rafts. I'm too young to die. For those of you who know anything about this stuff, it's a class III river. I heard that a class IV river might kill you and a class V river will kill you, so I'm nervous! I know that white water rafting in Costa Rica is probably a once-in-a-lifetime-chance, but there are just some things that I'm not willing to risk my life for.

Finally, an update on Mr. Canada. He sucks. We finally met and it went anything but good. Apparently, all of a sudden, we live too far apart for this to work. And I'm not denying that we live far apart, but why is it a problem now? I think that he has too many things on his mind and I was taking away from some of the other things that he needed to think about. Lame, but true. I hope that he finds someone who makes him happy, or at least lives closer to him. But he did show me a whole bunch of things that I did not know. Canada is a pretty neat place.... with free healthcare and single lane highways. Huh.... if it was destined to happen, then it will happen. Until then.... I'm back to the single life :)

This Just In!

2008-04-07T22:55:00.004-04:00

Here is the latest info on this friend/guy that I met at the bar. (Read the last post if you are still confused.) Okay... we talk every day. Thursday night, we talked until five thirty in the morning. I was tired, but it was amazing. He has sent me his picture and it makes me smile every time I look at it. I can't stop thinking about him and I'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual. It's weird. But I think that this relationship has great potential. My feelings of him being a psycho killer are lessening. I do not think that psycho killers would invest this much time and effort into a phone relationship. I also don't think that psycho killers would sing Savage Garden songs over the phone to you.... (seriously one of the cutest moments in my life). He is so genuine and I don't have to try to impress him. It's just easy. Not like any other relationships, where I had to work to keep up a conversation. The only way to describe it is to say it's amazing. He's amazing. I'm really sad about the distance thing. But I'm sure that it will work out just fine.

Good Idea or Bad Idea?!

2008-04-07T22:55:00.002-04:00

I went out with a friend the other night. We went to a local bar that we frequent often. While there, I met a guy. I know picking up boys at bars is not always a good idea, but this guy seems different. We instantly clicked... and I felt completely comfortable around him. He's not from around here, but we decided to exchange numbers. I fully expected to never hear from him again... but he called... twice already. There is just something really interesting about him. I want to get to know him and I think that it is possible. The distance thing does not seem like too much of an issue right now. But I hope that he is not some crazy psycho killer who wants to kidnap me and chop my body into a million pieces. I just keep thinking that this is too good to be true. If I do pursue him, then I will be extremely cautious. The first couple outings will be with a group.. until I feel more comfortable. I just hope that things really will work out.... and I'm super duper excited. Wish me good luck! (or leave your advice.)

Spring Break!

2008-03-05T22:01:00.002-05:00

Sun, sand, hot guys, lots of liquor, beer, sunscreen, bathing suits.... tons of fun... maybe a random tattoo or something. Unless you're me. Then it's work and community service. And when you ask for saturday off so that you can watch your mom's cheerleading team at the state competition, you can't even get it. Ridiculous. My spring break has been so incredibly sucky, words can't even describe it. First of all... if one more person tells me that I should have just paid the ticket, I'm going to slit my wrists. I didn't want to pay the ticket, working it off is harder but more reasonable. And let me tell you, I've stopped at every stop sign since. Also, I'm sick of getting hit on by old guys who are flying higher than kites. Seriously... you're shopping at a thrift store... don't look for a girl... and if you do, choose one that is at least close to your age.

So my spring break has been shitty, but come May 11, I will be on my way to Costa Rica, and no one can stop me!

1 Ticket + 3 Points = 23 Hours

2008-02-26T00:56:00.000-05:00

Question: What is the difference between a complete stop and a stop?

Answer: Trick question. There is no difference. When my drivers training instructor asked me this question I said, "Well, a complete stop is when you stop all the way, and a stop is when you.... eh.... ummmm..... just stop?" Duh... stopping is stopping.

Okay, I appealed the ticket I wrote about earlier. The judge said that I could do community service in exchange for paying 105 dollars and getting 3 points on my license. The fee.... 23 hours of community service at a local Salvation Army Thrift Store. Today was my first day. I actually had to go through an orientation! Everyone who worked there, besides the managers, were there because they had gotten in trouble with the law and they had to fulfill a commitment. However, I was the only one doing the hours for a traffic violation. The other homies had sold drugs, committed robbery, and other unmentionables. I felt out of place to say the least. Jeans and a sweatshirt.... I was over dressed. And I only stayed for three hours.... because I had to use the bathroom, and there was not a chance in hell I was going to use the one they offered. Note to self: pee before you leave home. So I will serve my hours and stop at every fricken stop sign I come to. Lesson learned.

Those Effin Bastards!

2008-02-20T12:05:00.002-05:00

Okay... a recap of the week so far.

Sunday I drove home with my all of my roommates. Three cars, six people, two people to a car, and ice-covered roads. I was glad we were all together, just in case something terrible happened. And it didn't, so no exciting story there. But when I got home, I grabbed my stuff out of my back seat and headed into the house. I still had to visit Wal-Mart, but I wanted to pee first. After I relieved myself, I convinced one of my roommates to go with me. We walked out, and that's when I realized someone was parked behind me, so we took my roommates car instead. Sweet deal for me. We got massive amounts of donuts (because they sounded good), and some other random shit that we probably didn't need, and headed home. Unloaded the car, and sat down for a quick snack before bed. Not the healthiest decision... but we didn't care. Then, I watched some tv until I fell asleep. Class on Monday morning started at 9:00 so I had to leave by 8:30. That's early for me. I slept in a little bit, and then went to start my car before I quickly got ready. And... the door was open! What the fuck!?!?! I went over to shut it, mad at my brother for leaving it open, and then I realized that my shit was every where! Some bastard broke into my car and made a huge mess. My stuff was thrown randomly all over the car, and the ten dollars I had in the center thingy were gone... along with my sunglasses. I was mad, but at least they didn't take my CD player... which they did manage to take out of my roommates care. So I was late to class on Monday, because I had to call the cops.

Tuesday was uneventful... basically a long trip to Frankenmuth which turned out to be completely unneccessary.

And today I am just tired. Hopefully the rest of the week will bring fun and exciting things.

Oh.. I did go see the Golden Compass. I wasn't really excited about it, but it was AMAZING. I definitely recommend it.

SNOW!

2008-02-08T18:19:00.000-05:00

I hate it! Well... I like it on Christmas, and I like snowboarding. But I do not like snow when it falls a lot... in a short amount of time. It took me and my roommates over an hour to shovel our driveway! That is ridiculous. School was cancelled three days in a row because the plow trucks could not keep up with the amount of snow that fell on our roads. The road I live on was not even thought about until today..... the third day. So every time I had to go to work, I had to gather my roommates and push my car down the road, or tow it. Just to get to work.

So that's all I have for now. A lame story about snow. Maybe I'll get back to you when something more interesting happens. And you might not have to wait long. I think I'm going to the bar sunday night... and then I have a long lost friend coming next weekend.

Other than that... if there is anything specific you would like me to write about... let me know. I'm taking requests.....

1 Ticket + 3 Points = 23 Hours

2008-01-29T00:56:00.002-05:00

1 Ticket and 2 Flat Tires Later....

2008-01-29T00:56:00.000-05:00

Okay.... I speed. Guilty as charged. But I think everybody speeds. YES... everybody. First of all... it's impossible to stay exactly at the correct speed limit. Humans make mistakes and speeding is one of them. I have also been pulled over my fair share of times. Time 1: 90 on the highway (it's 70 here in MI, for those of you who don't know). On my way home from college... only car on the road.... complete accident. I saw the cop, pulled over, and had the window down before he even realized I was speeding. Then the tears came. Which helped in this instance, because I couldn't seem to find a proof of insurance and I did NOT get a ticket. Time 2: on my way home from work... about 5 over. The officer thought I was drinking... because it was super late. I told him I was on my way home from work. And I proved it by showing him my maroon vest over my white button up shirt with bow tie and nametag. He let me go. Time 3: less than 5 over, no proof of insurance again. Oops. But still no ticket... my mom got a ticket. I'm not sure how that worked, but I'm not going to argue it. Thanks officer, have a great night. Time 4: stopped after the white line at a stop sign on campus. TICKET! Are you kidding me? No previous record and I get a ticket for disobeying a stop sign. Cost.... 105 dollars plus 3 points on my license! Needless to say, I'm appealing it.

So I drive home for a day. Only a day because I have to work in the morning. Long story short... I actually got up early so that I wouldn't be late. Thank gosh, because I had a flat tire. I got my dad to fix it and I was on the road with just enough time to make it to work. On the drive to work (an hour and a half away), I see lights on the road up ahead. I slow down... because I'm not in the mood to get pulled over again. As I get closer, I realize that it's just a mini-van and it's way on the other side of the road. As I get really close, I notice he has a flat tire......... and he's in a wheelchair. I felt horrible for not stopping... but there were probably 13 cars driving in his direction. Surely someone would stop. When I looked in my rearview mirror, I almost threw up in my lap. NO one stopped! I couldn't believe it. I'm not sure why the man was in a wheelchair if he could drive... but I know they make special cars and things. To this moment, I can't get the picture out of my head. I wish I would have stopped. I'm going straight to hell for sure......

A Little of This and Some More of That!

2008-01-13T00:13:00.001-05:00

Well... school starts on Monday. For me... at 9:00 am. But I fully intend to go out on Sunday night like I always do. It has become a tradition and I see no need to break it just because of some stupid class. Hey.... trust me when I say it's hard work to become a 'regular' at a bar. It took lots of money and time. Now that I have obtained this ever so popular status, I am not willing to lose it. So I bet Monday morning will be tough. But I'm young, so I am fairly confident that I can handle it. I'll make sure to let you all know how it goes.

As for other things.... JCPenney sucks. (I know I already wrote about this... but I have to go pick up my last pay stub because they never mailed it to me, so I am mad again.) How can you be fired for not working hard enough when you worked until midnight four nights a week all through the holidays?! I'm not sure I understand. And I'm sure that I never will. However, I have learned a few things from my time there. 1. People are attracted to drama. They will find it no matter what. In fact, if there is no drama to be found, people will create drama. 2. Most people who use fitting rooms are ignorant. NO... it is not my job to pick up the clothes you tried on, turn them right side out, and then hang them on the hanger before I put them back on the rack. You're lucky I am putting them back for you. Seriously. Do you think that I am your mom or something. And if so... why would you even treat your mom like that. Here is a real life story from working at JCP.
SCENE: Trying to clear my fitting room rack, and help customers. All the while, keeping my eye on the girl in room two. She is trying on a hurricane of clothes. But since she is older (by older I mean clearly an adult) I am not worried that she is respectful enough to return her unwanted merchandise to the fitting room rack.

(GIRL WALKS OUT. CAN'T EVEN SEE FITTING ROOM FLOOR BECAUSE CLOTHES ARE EVERYWHERE)

ME: Ummm... are you finished in there.

Girl: Oh yeah.

ME: Okay, thank you..................... for not picking up after yourself.

Girl: Well.. that's your job isn't it.

ME: That's not even your mom's job.

Girl: (gasp)

ME: My name is Christa just in case you wanted to tell my manager!

I should have gotten fired for that. Anway, 3. JC stands for James Cash. The man with the plan.

And it's a great thing that I have a second job at Sears Portrait Studio... or I would be hurtin for some cash.

Finally... since this post seems to cover it all..... there's a boy. I know I know... so middle school. But he's cute, nice, and fun. He is also very shy. So things are moving kind of slow. But I am making progress. I'll make sure to fill you in on this topic too.

Okie dokie... thanks for reading!

Caution...

2008-01-05T17:17:00.000-05:00

Please don't read this and start leaving comments about how wrong I am. This is strictly my opinion. You can have your opinion and if you want to share, feel free, but don't hate. Don't judge me, and I won't judge you. Thanks.

I am not a very political person. I vote. But I do not follow the elections. I find my own ways to get the information I need to make an education decision. I know that this is not the ideal way, but it's how I do it. I also believe that politics are not black and white. There are so many things that are not a simple yes or no choice. First example: abortion. Abortion should not be used as a form of birth control. It's not an easy out. But if I were raped, and became pregnant because of this, abortion should be an adoption. I should not be forced to have a child like that. Later down the road, am I supposed to say, "Oh... I don't know who your dad was, because he raped me. I didn't mean to have you, but that's just what happened." It's just not black and white.

Okay... I got a little side tracked.

I was watching the news last night and there was a segment about soldiers preparing to leave for Iraq. It made me think about the funeral I went to in 2007. A friend's brother passed away while over seas. There were so many people at the funeral, it was amazing. But there were also a lot of cop cars there. Turns out, they were there to guard against protesters. Are you kidding me? At a funeral? This soldier died because he was fighting for your freedom. This is where the black and white part comes in. If you don't want to support the war, tell the politicians, not the soldiers. Don't support the war, but support the men and women who are putting there lives on the line.... for you and your families.

I Can't Find My Heart.....

2007-12-31T00:49:00.000-05:00

I got a lot of things for Christmas that I asked for. Among these things, a new jewelry box. My old one just couldn't handle the amount of jewelry I had, so I needed a bigger one. Yesterday, I decided to clean out my old jewelry box. And I found a lot of funny things. A plastic bracelet that I used to wear every day when I was in high school. It came out of a Lucky Charm's box... and I don't even eat cereal... so I'm not sure where I got it. I also found some cherry stems that have been tied into knots.... and yes... it was with someone's tongue... a friend's tongue. There were also some old tickets... concert and show tickets that were from years and years ago. There were tags from clothes that I once thought I was going to return so I needed to save the tags. And in with all these things were four crumpled and badly folded pieces of paper. They were notes.... from an old friend. Okay... an old boyfriend. But they were written with so much love. I had mentioned to this guy that my mom had a note that my dad had written for her when they were in high school and I always wanted one. So half a year later, he remembered, and when he went on a long trip away from home, he wrote to me every day. When he got back and gave all the papers to me... I cried. It meant a lot to me and it was extrememly thoughtfull. I know that I will never be with this person again. But I still can't get rid of the notes. What is my problem? I have NOT read them recently. I'm almost afraid. But I can't throw them away. I think I'm losing my mind.

Also.... I know what you're thinking. With all that junk in the jewelry box, of course she couldn't fit all her jewelry in it. But... even with all of that gone, the old one is still not big enough... and the glass broke on it anyway.

Shhhh... You Weren't Supposed to Tell!

2007-12-19T23:59:00.000-05:00

Here's to friends with big mouths. They suck... and not just on dirty things. If you know what I mean. It's been a trend in my life lately. I say something... as a joke... or as a secret. Then somehow, everyone knows what I said. From now on.... no secrets... no jokes. Then what will people talk about. How about that kiddies?

Elf Time!

2007-12-17T00:00:00.000-05:00

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1474998257

Click on this link... and then you're gonna laugh. It's me and my two brothers.

You can even make your own.. it's super easy! Merry Christmas!

I Believe.....

2007-12-12T14:32:00.001-05:00

I believe the sun should never set upon an argument. I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands. I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you. I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do. I believe that beauty magazines promote low self-esteem. I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone. I believe in Karma; what you give is what you get returned. I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned. I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side. I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye. I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality. I believe that trust is more important than monogamy. I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul. I believe that family is worth more than money or gold. I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair. I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires. I believe in Karma; what you give is what you get returned. I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned. I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side. I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye. I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness. I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed. I believe that God does not endorse TV evangelists. I believe in love surviving death into eternity. I believe in Karma; what you give is what you get returned. I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned. I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side. I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye.

Happy Birthday to ME!

2007-12-05T19:51:00.001-05:00

Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday dear meeeeeeee..... Happy birthday to me.

Yup... my birthday is on friday. The big 22.

Deja Vu!

2007-11-30T00:41:00.000-05:00

Not the memory thingy. The place. Yeah. I've never been there. Not even once. I have driven past the building. And I am pretty sure that I have seen some of the girls that work there. But I have never been inside. I'm not sure if I want to go. I think that I am just curious. What is it like? Are the girls trashy like everyone jokes about? I heard that they don't serve alcohol there. Which is probably a good thing. But if I'm gonna watch a naked girl dance... I'm gonna need some liquor in me. So... my brother and his three friends just left to go to the Vu. It's Thursday, so that means they are open until 4:00a.m. I guess. And they invited me to go too. But seeing naked girls with your brother... is kinda wierd. And I have to work in the morning. And I don't have much money to throw around. So, instead, I stayed home... and made cupcakes. Maybe some day, I will go to the Vu, after drinking of course. Maybe just to see what it is like. Oh yeah... do girls get in free? Because I think I heard that once too. Okay... that's it. I'm going to bed. And I'll have my brother tell me all about it tomorrow. Well... maybe not ALL about it... but some of it.

Blessing In Disguise

2007-11-22T22:56:00.001-05:00

What started out as a horrible morning, ended great. First, I woke up at 3:11 so that I could get my shop on. By 3:43 me, my mom, and my aunt were at Meijer to wait in line for a Nintendo Wii. Well... the deals started at 5:00 am, so we thought we were good to go. But... turns out, the first person in line had been there since 10:30 the night before. And the other 300 people in line were there before us. Fuck it... let's try some where else. So we went to the mall, because we knew that FYE had some (they were in the ads). When we got there, we were shocked. We were the first ones in line. Ooooohhhhh goodie. Now, only two hourse to wait. So we waited. And when the manager of the store got there at 5:15, we were informed that there were NO Wii's to be had. WTF?! That's not what the ad said. Whatever... so we decided to try gamestop, by the foodcourt. It was our last hope. When we got there, three people were already in line. So we joined them. And waited for the store to open at 6:00. As we waited, more and more people joined our line. Then... someone from the FYE line walks by. And they tell us that FYE DID have a Wii. But only one. FUCK OFF FYE MANAGER! That's the first thought that ran through my head. So we were mad. And we continued to wait for the gamestop people. Then, the gamestop people show up and say that they have less than five Wii's. Bummer. My mom and aunt were 4th and 5th in line. But we continued to wait... and then... a miracle. They had 12! Woohoooo..... 12 Wii's. So we both got what we wanted, along with every one else in line. And we were happy. Then... I pointed out that the guy from FYE had done us a favor. If we had waited, we would have only gotton one Wii. And the Wii's at gamestop would have been gone. So because he lied to us, we both got Wii's.

So... that was my day. Wii hunting and work.

Black Friday

2007-11-22T22:56:00.000-05:00

Yes. I will be participating in Black Friday. Not because I get all caught up in the hype of Christmas, but because I love seeing people fight over stupid things. I like shopping. And.. I really, really, really need a Nintendo Wii. And there are only a few of these in the world, let alone Saginaw, and I won't get one, if I'm not waiting in line tomorrow. So, I'm getting up early in the morning to race to the store to try and be one of the first ones in line. Then... after a long day of shopping, to get all the good deals, I am switching sides. I have to work at night. So it's definitely going to be a long day. But a fun one. I'll let you know if anything completely crazy happens. Thanks for reading.

Happy Halloween!

2007-10-31T12:34:00.001-04:00

Here are our pumpkins. From left to right, top row: my brother's attempt at a pokemon face, MINE!!!!, Sarah Bobby's star face thing, Matt's puking pumpkin... the guts are hanging out of his mouth and one eye is squinted because he is throwing up really hard, then Clay's beaver pumpkin... also, his first ever carved pumpkin, Brooke's star pumpkin, and David's State pumpkin. Not bad... eh?

So.. last night, I really wanted to participate in devil's night... you know.. toilet paper and whatever. But, there were a few factors that affected my final decision not to. First of all, I didn't want to make anyone mad. So I tried to think of a house to toilet paper where the owners would just laugh it off. No such luck. Secondly, I didn't want to get in trouble. It was all over the news that Saginaw was increasing its police last night in an attempt to eliminate the amount of trouble that was happening. Because last year, someone decided to burn down a whole shit ton of old buildings. I think they did the city a favor, but firefighters were'nt very happy. I'm not sure what the consequences are when you throw toilet paper at someone's trees, but I'm not very willing to find out for myself. Lastly, I was tired. I had been at school all fricken day. Seriously, 8:30 - 10:00. And then, when I finally got home, there were people everywhere. Apparently, we were having a pumpkin carving party. I wasn't aware of this, so I was a little stunned and annoyed after my long day, but I still participated. So last night was spent at home... toilet paper free (except for what was in the bathroom).

And tonight, I am dressing up and handing out candy to tricker treaters. I decorated the front porch and everything. I just need to stop and buy some candy first. So... stop on buy and get some yummy stuff.

English Teachers, Pinky Promises, and Cheerleading..... OH MY!

2007-10-24T16:25:00.000-04:00

So, we have started our annual cheerleading team that gets together and performs for the Toys for Tots charity thing. So far, not bad. We need a lot of practice but things are looking good. With 20 participants, 6 of whom are boys, we will definitely top what we did last year. The performance, which not only includes us, but other local teams and some dancers also, will be on December 2, so clear your calenders.

As for my English teacher, she's not invited. Why? Because I loathe her. She is not capable of admitting when she is wrong. And nobody likes to be wrong, but when you are, it's only right to admit it and face the problem head on. Because my English teacher can't be an adult and solve this HUGE problem we have, I was forced to go over her head. So now she's mad.... and I don't care. She can't give me a bad grade because she's mad. Honestly, I hope that we both come out of this thing happy, but it doesn't look promising, so don't hold your breath.

And finally, Pinky Promises. I really have a problem when someone breaks a pinky promise. I know that it sounds kind of childish. But there is just something about a pinky promise that makes it special. Maybe it's because something that was started on the playground is still being used by adults. If I go through the trouble, and embaressment of pinky promising someone, then you better bet, they should hold up their end of the bargain. If not, they better make up for it with flowers or something.

Oh yeah... and I'm sick, which puts me in a bad mood.

EVERYONE has off days... not just YOU.

2007-10-03T12:46:00.000-04:00

I am definitely a procrastinator. I have a bad habit of waiting until the last minute to do my homework. And sometimes I mis-judge how long it will take me to finish an assignment. This means I either have to come up with a really good excuse as to why I didn't finish the assignment, suffer the consequences, or hurry and do a crappy job. So... the other day, when I had a PowerPoint presentation due, I told my prof that the presentation was done, but when I transferred the file from my home computer to the school computer to print it off, the pictures didn't load. Pretty good, huh? Anyway, she said that for her to be able to accept it, that I would have to turn it in by midnight. No problem, it was only 9:00 pm. All I had to do was go home, finish it, bring it back to school to print, and then slide it under the door. But when I got home, I logged on to instant messenger. Something I haven't done in months. And to my surprise, a friend was also logged on. You see, she is in Korea, being and army person. So I haven't talked to her in a long, long time. We ended up talking for TWO hours. Then... I figured that no one would be at school at midnight anyway... so who could tell if I was there by then or not. I decided to finish the assignment, making it super duper cool, and pull an all-nighter. Then, I left my house at 6:30 am so I could be at the school before 7:00 to slide it under the door. But when I got to school... the door was open.... and the secretary was already there. SHIT. So I turned in my paper... and she saw me. I emailed my prof and told her that I came back to the school before midnight but that the computer lab was already closed. I explained in a very nice and long email that I couldn't print it at home because I don't have a printer... which is true. I apologized for my poor planning. And she sent back to me... "okay." What the fuck does 'okay' mean. Whatever. So I go to class... and she hands to assignment back. On the bottom is says, "Wow... this was REALLY WELL DONE! It's too bad that you didn't turn it in on time. Is it possible that I can have a copy to use as a future reference?" Then... a big fat 0 out of 20. Are you kidding me?!?!

So I get over it. Until later in the class when she tells us that we have a new assignment. And she would show us an example, but she left it on her desk at home because she wasn't feeling well. You know what... 0 out of fuckin 20 for you too bitch.

JCPenney vs. Sears Portrait Studio

2007-09-12T13:56:00.000-04:00

I recently was hired at JCPenney. I was thrilled. I went through two weeks of training, which basically consisted of watching boring, old movies. And then I finally started out on the floor. For the most part, I like the people that I work with. I get a great discount. And now, I am finally settling into a routine there. I know what to do, when to do it.... and so on. I am remembering names and starting to feel more comfortable. Also, JCP offers benefits to part time employees. Something you don't find very often. Then... Sears Portrait Studio calls. They want to interview. So I schedule the interview... and it ends up I have to work, so I had to call and re-schedule. So then... I re-schedule for a day that I had class. I wasn't going to call and re-schedule again... they wouldn't hire me because I obviously couldn't manage my time very well. Ends up... I don't have class. I went and no one was there and then remembered that it was canceled. So I drove home... FAST... got changed... FAST.... and drove to the mall... SUPER FAST. I made it on time. And I got hired on the spot. I couldn't believe it. The lady basically told me to give my two weeks at JCP and start at SPS on the 20th. Well... SRS is the type of job that I have always wanted. JCP is just a job. But JCP offers benefits... and I'm not sure that SRS does. Also... JCP lets you go be a teacher and then come back and work summers. So basically, it's a job for life. SPS won't even guarantee a job past the holiday season. So do I take the easy and safe job... or the one I've waited for all my life? Hmmmm...

Almost Done....

2007-08-28T18:27:00.000-04:00

Well... you know what I mean. I started my senior year at SVSU yesterday. Classes are not bad. I am taking one 100 level class. This means that there are lots of freshmen and sophomores in the class. Good thing I can tell who's who. Seriously, the freshmen are still all about drama and what not. Trying to get to know other people and worrying about what's going on after class. I have to avoid those people. I just want to sit there, learn what I need to know, and get out. But we did take a pre-test yesterday... just to see where we were and what he needed to teach us. I knew all the answers. So hopefully the class will be a breeze. All my other classes are in my degree program, teaching. So far, in every class we got to decorate name tags and color some other picture, played some games. The usual teaching class stuff. I'm sure we will get down to business shortly, but for now, games and coloring. I guess I can deal with that. I feel bad for some of my friends, like the ones going into engineering or whatever. They are starting calculus classes and I'm coloring. Oh well... down the road, they will probably make more money than me. So classes have just started and I am almost ready to graduate. You're all invited to the party. Because there will definitely be a party.

It's NOT Your Bedroom Floor....

2007-08-26T19:05:00.000-04:00

I wish that some people would have a little more respect for those like myself. I recently got hired at JCPenney as a sales associate. I am very excited and happy about the job. I like the people I work with, well most of them, and I like the huge discount that I get just for working there. What I don't like, is the rude and snobby people that come into the store and expect me to cater to thier every fricken need. First of all, you have the people that want you to be a personal shopper and just follow them around and carry their shit. I don't think so! Then there are the people that come up to me and ask "Do you have any brown skirts?" What the FUCK? Are you kidding me? This is JCPenney. Of course we have a brown skirt somewhere. Go look for it. My head is not a computer. I don't know what we have in stock at this very moment. And finally, the people I hate most..... the ones who don't hang their shit on the little rack after they try it on. My mom always told me "This is not your bedroom floor." Thanks mom. I owe you one for teaching me to be respectful and kind. It's not my job to pick your crap up off the floor and turn it right side out before I put it back on the hanger that you threw on the floor. Not my job. Not my job. I don't try on six pairs of jeans, three shirts, two bathing suits, and a sweater and then leave it all in a heaping pile on the floor. That's bitchy.

Hey Sports Fan!

2007-08-12T19:18:00.000-04:00

So, on Thursday, I went to my very first Tiger's game. I had high expectations, because I really enjoy watching them on TV. Well, the game started at 1:05 and my mom got the tickets through a fundraiser thing. Part of the cost of the ticket went towards the bus ride. Yup, a huge bus with more children than adults. Also, we live kind of far away from Detroit so we had to leave super duper early in the morning. After what seemed like and endless drive, we made to CoAmerica Park. And we were TWO hours early. And it was RAINING. So we got some souvenirs and food before we found our seats. Turns out, they are in the nosebleed section. The game was delayed for 25 minutes, and by that time it had stopped raining and the sun was shining.... a lot. So much, that I thought my skin was going to melt off of me. I could barely focus on the game because I was so hot. To add to the awfulness of the situation, they lost.... to the Devil Rays. I was not happy. After the game, we made it back to the bus for the long ride home. So my first Tiger's experience was not the best, hopefully the worst. I want to go again, and I want better seats, and cooler weather, and more winning. Yeah... maybe next year.

Tears..... and Smiles.......

2007-08-06T17:19:00.000-04:00

Well, I had a fun weekend planned. First, a graduation party, and then a 21st birthday party. Instead, I started my weekend with a funeral. Of course, I went to the funeral. It was amazing to see all the support. My family arrived at least 20 minutes before the service started and there was standing room only. Baby J looked like a porcelein doll. So small and innocent. It was definitely a hard on to get through. Following the service was the usual luncheon. Again, more people than you can imagine. I am glad that this family can feel so loved at this time in thier life. And the parents of the baby do not hold my Aunt S responsible. The police report finally came back and the death was ruled an accident. So everyone is happy in regards to all of that. I am glad that we can move on, as a family. But I must say, I hope that I never have to go to a child's funeral again..... EVER.

Later that day, I finally made it to the grad party. It was great. Good food, good drinks, cool people. I met some new people too. I love meeting new people. Then, home for the night to get some sleep before the birthday party. Which was great. The guy didn't even know us, his mom invited us. But we still had a blast. I played pool. And WON. I like pool and I am better at it than I thought.

This brings me to today. I got up after only 5 hours of sleep and made it to my first day of work on time. Phew. I found out that I will be working in the women's department. Not too exciting, but it's a job, that pays. So that's it for now. Nothing outrageously exciting. Just life.

I Believe in GOD

2007-08-01T18:46:00.000-04:00

... but sometimes I question his motives. Today was one of those times. I'll explain. My aunt S (my dad's brother's wife, or my dad's sister-in-law) is a daycare provider. She watches a lot of children, including some relatives. Well, awhile back, I worked at this shitty little liquor store and the owners were my relatives, Em and G. So Em is related to my mom's sister-in-law and G is related to my dad. Crazy, I know. So anyway, Em had a baby about 3 months ago. A beautiful baby boy, named J. Today, J and his brother went to my aunt S's house. And this is the bad part. During his nap, J stopped breathing. My aunt S called 911 and they rushed him to the hospital. Unfortunately, they could not save him. I do not have all the details yet, but apparently he died of SIDS. My brain cannot even comprehend how or why this happened. Em and G are not bad people, and neither is my aunt S. I will never understand how God can take the life of a child. Why would he need him? Why would God give my aunt S this hurtful hand? Of course, she blames herself. I know that it was not her fault. But I also know that if I were in the same position, I would blame myself. I cannot imagine the pain and sorrow that Em, G, and my aunt S must now endure. I can only pray for understanding and love. I can help my family where I am needed and lend my shoulder to cry on. I know that it is hard to be strong in a situation such as this, but I know that my family will pull together and support each other. Any prayers and thoughts would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.....

--names have been abbreviated, in case you didn't notice.

Are ALL Boys Stupid?!

2007-07-30T18:25:00.001-04:00

Are there any good ones out there? Anywhere? So far, I have met some terrible guys. I have learned that they mostly think with the head that is in their pants. Usually they are only after one thing. mhm... I don't think I need to say what that one thing is. We all know. But are there any genuinley nice guys out there? I met a guy at the bar the other night. He was the nicest guy I have ever met in my entire life. Too bad he was old enough to be my grandpa. He told me the story about how he had just arrived in Michigan because his wife kicked him out of this house in Florida and the only place he had left to go was his vacation home, here in MI. He had been married for 8 years and he was practically tearing up during his story. My heart was breaking for him. I just wanted to hug him like a big teddy bear. I barely know the guy, and I can already tell that his wife has made a horrible decision. She asked for a divorce. Bitch. He bought me a drink before we parted ways. I will always remember him and his kindness. You don't come by people like that very often. Now, only if there were YOUNGER guys like that. hmmm.....

Class Was Boring Today

2007-07-09T17:45:00.000-04:00

My PS class was a little on the boring side today. So as I sat there, I started to pick out "the" people. You know what I mean. The pretty girl, the know-it-all... etc. And here's my list.

1. The Pretty Girl - she comes to class wearing almost nothing... seriously, I could see her ass cheeks today. and then she sits there and thinks about God-knows-what the whole dang time. How do I know she's not paying attention at all? Easy... she doesn't even laugh at the good jokes.

2. The Ultra Nerd - okay, so this one is kind of mean. but seriously, this girl is probably in her 20's and she dresses worse than my grandma. ugly ass sandals that she must have inherited because they don't even sell them anymore and stupid freakin shorts that just make her look dumpy. she's sweet and innocent and i bet she was top of her class. good for her. but i kinda want to take her out and get her trashed... just to see.

3. The Know-It-All - This guy is ANNOYING. He comments on everything.... absolutely everything. And then he somehow manages to relate it to the fact that he was in the military. Puh-lease. Thank you for CHOOSING to be in the military. I honestly do appreciate it. But don't bring it up in every conversation you have. I get it already, and we've only had class TWICE. Not to mention his attitude. It's so.... mean. He just looks at you like, "I'm not going to talk to you because I'm better than you..... because I was in the military." Grow up.

4. The Late Comer - and not just seconds late.... 15 - 20 minutes late. Does he seriously not know what time class starts. It is public knowledge! This guy also happens to be the Early Leaver. And in this class, attendance counts... so he's pretty much screwed already.

5. The Infamous Class Clown - this guy stereotypically sits in the very back and contributes to the discussions with jokes. For example... when we were debating lowereing the drinking age, his reasoning was that the bars are already too crowded, why would we want to let more people in?!?!?! A+ for you buddy.

6. The Seat Taker - (extra bad when the class is full, with no empty seats) It is an unwritten rule that where you sit the first day is where you sit forever, unless there is an empty seat that you can move to. simply put, don't take someone else's seat. they get mad and nervous, because now they have to be a seat taker because chances are they do not know where you were sitting on the first day. thanks a lot.

Last but not least.

7. The Moaner (a.k.a. The Agree-er) - This is the person who agrees with everything the professor says, no matter what it is... by making a "mhm" or "ahhhh" sound. This girl happens to sit directly behind me and I can't help but think that someone is under her desk performing sexual favors for her. Ewww.

Up, Up, and Away!

2007-06-25T23:11:00.001-04:00

Well... today I finished my spring class. I don't know what my final grade is yet, but I hope it's good. I start my summer class on Monday. Kinda stinks. It being so soon and all. Oh well, I'll live.

I am looking forward to July 4th. I really want to see some fire works.

In case you haven't figured it out yet, I don't have much to write about. On a final note, don't ever... under any circumstances..... ever in your entire life... order a Bahama Mama from Applebees.... EVER. They taste horrible. If that was the last and only alcohol on the entire earth, I would live a sober life. Seriously... even if it's free. DO NOT drink it. Seriously.

Position To Be Filled....

2007-06-25T23:11:00.000-04:00

After watching a good movie tonight, I realized sad thing. I do not have a best friend. Well, not currently. I remember having a best friend growing up, in school. But we kinda grew apart when we left for college. I also know that it is possible to have more than one best friend. But right now, I don't even have one best friend. I ask myself who my go-to person is, and I don't have an answer. I don't know who I would run to if I had exciting or horrible news. I don't know who I would tell first. I have my mom. And she is like a best friend. But she's also my mom. I tell her EVERYTHING. Even some things she would rather not know. I am glad I have her, and my relationship with her will never change. But I still wish that I had a best friend. A friend that I can trust. Someone I can laugh with and cry with. A friend that will always be there, no matter what. Yeah... a true best friend. I want one (or two...).

Effin Adorable...

2007-06-08T12:33:00.002-04:00

This is me and my two younger brothers. Nick (the taller one) was in a Junior Mister competition. It's like a pageant for boys. Only it's a big joke. The senior class boys at my school participate in an effort to raise money for thier senior trip. I have never laughed so hard in my entire life. For his talent... he sang "She Thinks My Tractor's SEXY." And he rode around the stage on a toy tractor wearing carharts. It was a sight to see. I'll have to find a picture.

The baby of the family is Joel. He is 12 years younger than me. And no... neither one of us were mistakes. I hate it when people ask me that question... like my parents are stupid or something. They just didn't want us all in a row. Not a problem. It was actually nice for my parents because then when he was born, I was like a stay-at-home babysitter. He's just finishing third grade and he's already smarter than me. And his sarcasm... well... I guess it runs in the family.

As for the picture, it was taken on the stage where Nick performed. The stage where I, myself, have performed many a time. And the stage where Joel has even performed. Yup, a lot of memories on that there stage. Also, the picture was taken right after Nick won the whole Junior Mister thing. It was fun. So... I like this picture because we all look like we love each other. Which we do... honestly. Since I moved away to school, we have all gotten a lot closer. Now, Nick is graduating and coming to join me at college. We are going to live together once again. It should be fun. And we're getting a trampoline! I can't wait.

Good Lyrics....

2007-06-05T23:20:00.000-04:00

"I don't know why we live this way, we do it everyday."
"Step one, you say we need to talk"
"And given the chance, I'd lie again... just to see you smile"
"We like fixin' things and holdin' mama's hand"
"R-E-S-P-E-C-T"
"Chickety china, the chinese chicken"
"I just called, to say, I love you"
"Every little thing she does is magic"
"Forced to think that hell is a place called home"
"Maybe together we can get somewhere, any place is better"
"And gettin' caught in the rain"
"And my birthday suit when I'm home alone, talkin' on the phone"
"I like your pants around your feet"
"You're like my favorite damn disease"
"Champaigne wishes, cavier dreams"
"And a big black jet with a bathroom in it, gonna join the mile high club at 37,000 feet"
"Let it be, let it be"
"I'm a good man..."
"Times Square can't shine as bright as you"
"But they've got planes and trains and cars, I'd walk to you if I had no other way"

Hmmm... that's it.... for now...

Memorial Day 2007

2007-05-23T12:07:00.002-04:00

THANK YOU VETERANS and SOlDIERS! Your service is appreciated.

The Power of a HUG.

2007-05-23T12:07:00.001-04:00

I watched a show on TV today, and I noticed that there was a lot of hugging in it. Every time someone hugged, I realized how important hugs can be. I love getting hugs. Even more, I love giving hugs. When I was in high school, I had a friend tell me that I gave great hugs. That's because I am serious about them. I get really annoyed when someone gives a half ass hug. Hugs are supposed to mean something. A hug is the closest you can physically be to someone else. I like hugs because they make me feel safe and loved. The right hug can take all the worries away, at least for a second. A good hug, lets you know that someone cares about you.

I will not play Tug O' War,

I'd rather play Hug O' War;

Where everyone hugs, instead of tugs,

Where everyone giggles and rolls on the rug.

Where everyone kisses,

And everyone grins,
Everyone cuddles,

And everyone wins.

--Shel Silverstein

Hugs are important!

What About My Efforts?!

2007-05-23T12:07:00.000-04:00

I did something today that I normally never do. And now.... I will probably never do again. I watched The View. I am not a big fan of this show, but when I turned the channel Rosie and some other girl were in a full on battle over opinions vs. facts. Rosie was trying to keep her cool, but this other girl was ready to cry. It all started when Rosie made some comment about the war and something was said about our soldiers being terrorists. (As a disclaimer, I am not agreeing or disagreeing with any views or opinions expressed in the description of the show.) So this other girl got really mad. Or at least I think that's what happened. Anyway... the other people on the show were trying to cut to commercial and nobody would. It was very uncomfortable to watch. Rosie was just giving in and telling this other girl that she can voice her Republican beliefs based on emotions all she wanted and Rosie would keep with the facts. I was starting to worry that things were gonna get ugly. Finally, a cut to commercial. They must have agreed to disagree during that time, because when they came back, they had Alicia Silverstone to interview. Finally, something less stressful. But I was wrong. Alicia goes on to tell us how she is a better person than the rest of the world because she is vegan. Ooohhhh... good for you Alicia. She doesn't eat any animal products at all. No eggs, milk, meat. What's for dinner? Lettuce dipped in water? Anyway, then she says that she doesn't wear any animal stuff either. Well, when I can afford to buy clothes that are not made out of cotton, I will do that too Alicia. She acts all caring and innocent but she gives off this vibe that she is better than everyone. No way. I won't have it. So she tells us that she is also promoting wind energy. Good for her, I'm all for that. But don't expect me to be proud of you because you are leading the fight to save the world. That's it. She just expects people to applaud her efforts. Well, I'm not. Finally, she talks about her marriage. She didn't want to get married because it is so traditional. And Rosie said, then why did you do it. And she had the balls to respond... because he asked me! Are you kidding me? Then she explains how they had a non-traditional wedding and they were barefoot the whole time and blah blah blah. Go home and look in the mirror Alicia. You're a human! Quit trying to be someone you're not. If I had the chance to meet Alicia Silverstone, I would tie her down and force a steak down her throat.

Are You Kidding Me?!

2007-05-22T17:11:00.000-04:00

Seriously! I had a job interview today. I was really excited when the lady called. I have already applied to this place once, so I thought for sure that I would get the job this time. I got ready and dressed all cute and everything. But when I got there, everything started to go down hill. Don't get me wrong, the interview went okay, but I couldn't believe the questions she was asking me. She had my application right in front of her and yet, she asked me how old I was. Do the math! By birthday is right freaking there. Then, she asked me if I had any previous waitressing experience. I wanted to be sarcastic but I knew that I definitely would not get the job if I was. So I politely said yes. Who in their right mind would apply to be a waitress at one of the busiest bars on that side of town without knowing how to waitress? Better question, who can't figure out how to waitress? So then she asks me if I've had any previous work with alcohol. Which now I remember I worked at a liquor store that I forgot to mention, but it is listed on my application under previous work experience, so when she learns how to read, she'll know. But I told her that I worked as a bartender for two years, which was also listed under previous work experience. At this point, I was surprised that she knew my name. Then she asked those stupid questions that interviewers ask just to be mean. You know the ones like, why do you think you are the best person for this job?!?!?! Then she tells me that there are 47 other applicants for this job. Are you kidding me?! You couldn't narrow it down any? I don't know if I got the job yet, but I do know that this lady was crazy!

La La La La La La La La

2007-05-16T17:44:00.000-04:00

Yeah... that's me singing. I have been really into music lately. I discovered a box of records in my grandma's closet. I am slowly going through all of them to find the best ones. So far, the Beetles are winning. I don't know why, but I like the old sound of records. But recently, my brother was at my house, and he tried using the record player, and he broke it! Seriously, it won't work now. And I'm not happy about it. He feels really bad, which he should. So... if anyone knows how to fix a record player, let me know. Becuase right now, I can't.

We Never Did Any of This.....

2007-05-16T17:41:00.000-04:00

Now, I don't have any kids. But I did grow up with two brothers. I know for a fact that some of this is true. And... it made me laugh pretty hard.
Interesting things you find out when you have sons...

1. A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep.

2. If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.

3. A 3-year old boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.

4. If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. room.
5. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.
6. The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.
7. When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late.
8. Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.
9. A six-year old boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old man says they can only do it in the movies.
10. Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4- year old Boy.
11. Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.
12. Super glue is forever.
13. No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.
14. Pool filters do not like Jell-O.
15. VCR's do not eject "PB &J" sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.
16 . Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
17. Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
18. You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.
19. Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.
20. The fire department in Austin , TX has a 5-minute response time.
21. The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.
22. It will, however, make cats dizzy.
23. Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
24. 80% of Women will pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without kids.
25. 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.

Today is a BAD day.... already!

2007-04-24T09:28:00.000-04:00

And it's only 9:30 a.m. I needed to print some stuff for class and my printer stopped working. It said that there was a paper jam and there isn't... because there is no paper in it. So, this made me late for class. And that sucks... because I am usually late for class, but this made it not really my fault. And I had to leave without printing my paper. Then, to top it all off, boys suck. Really, it's true. Boys just don't understand anything about girls... well for now. Maybe they will learn. I will let you know, about one boy in particular. Maybe he will learn before it's too late. And hopefully, my day will get better. But unless he calls, I don't anticipate that it will. Stupid boys.

If Only...

2007-04-17T11:23:00.000-04:00

If only I had something fun and interesting to write about. I don't and so that's why I'm not. Pretty much everything in my life is zero fun. Oh... I did go to the bar on Sunday. It's karaoke night and my roommate and I are officially regulars! Anyway, someone was singing Friends in Low Places. (Think about it for a second.) Okay.... that line about whiskey and beer. Right. Well, as it was happening, I pointed to a guy wearing a Jack Daniels shirt. I was a little intoxicated and I really like JD. Well, the guy noticed. He came over and asked what was up and I told him blah blah blah I like your shirt blah blah blah the song blah blah. So somehow... we ended up thinking about trading shirts. I really like his and he thought that wearing my shirt would be funny. I was wearing a cheerleading shirt that said COACH TARA on the back. So... we traded... right there in the middle of the bar. I know what you're thinking and I'm not that type of girl. I was wearing a shirt underneath. And he wasn't that type of guy. He mentioned that he wasn't just trading shirts to see my stuff, he just thought it would be funny. We were both happy with the trade. He introduced himself to me (his name is Jeff). And he assumed my name was Tara. It's not. He laughed really hard when I told him that. So now we both have a new shirt and a great story to tell.

So... I searched google for a suitable picture. This shirt came up... and it has nothing to do with the story, but I have this shirt, from Italy, a real gift from someone who was there!

It's Been.... A Long Ride

2007-04-05T14:22:00.000-04:00

After over 15 hours in a truck with the same people, crazy things are bound to happen. And this is what we spent the first three hours of the ride doing. Figuring out the words to "1 Week" by the Barenaked Ladies. This is what we came up with. The text in red is just informational, not part of the actual lyrics. If you know more about any of these subjects, feel free.

It's been 1 week since you looked at me, cocked your head to the side and said I'm angry,

5 days since you laughed at me, saying get that together come back and see me.

3 days since the living room, I realized it's all my fault but couldn't tell you,

Yesterday, you'd forgiven me, but it'll still be 2 days till I say I'm sorry.

Hold it now and watch the hoodwink, as I make you stop think,

You'll think you're lookin at aquaman.

I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss,

(seems as Chalet Swiss is a restaurant of some type that serves cooked food)

I like the Sushi cuase it's never touched a frying pan.

Hot like wasabi when I bust rhymes, big like Leanne Rimes, because I'm all about value.

Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits, I try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through.(everyone knows who Leanne Rimes is, Bert Kaempfert sang songs like Strangers in the Night)

Gonna make a break and take a fake, I'd like a stinkin, achin shake,

I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavors.

Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know, the Vertigo is gonna grow,

(Vertigo is like dizziness, for those of you who don't know)

Cause it's so dangerous, you'll have to sign a waiver.

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad,

Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad.

I'm the kinda guy who laughs at a funeral, can't understand what I mean, well you soon will.

I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve, I have a history of taken off my shirt.

It's been 1 week since you looked at me, threw your arms in the air and said you're crazy.

5 days since you tackled me, I still have the rug burns on both my knees.

It's been 3 days since the afternoon, you realized it's not my fault not a moment too soon.

Yesterday, you'd forgiven me, now I sit back and wait till you say you're sorry.

Chickity China, the Chinese chicken, have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin'.

Watchin X-files with no lights on, we're dans la maison.

(French for "in the house")

I hope the Smokey Man's in this one.

Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic, like Sting, I'm tantric.

Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy.

Like Kurosawa, I make mad films, k I don't make films, but if I did they'd have a samurai.

(Kurosawa is a famous writer and director of films)

Gonna get a set a better clubs, gotta find the kind with tiny nubs,

Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back swing.

Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon,

(a Japanese cartoon, with kind of graphic characters... anime.....)

Cause that cartoon has got the BOOM anime babes, that make me think the wrong thing.

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad.

Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad.

I'm the kinda guy who laughs at a funeral, can't understand what I mean, you soon will.

I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve, I have a history of losing my shirt.

It's been 1 week since you looked at me, dropped your arms to the side and said I'm sorry.

5 days since I laughed at you and said you just did just what I thought you were gonna do.

3 days since the living room, we realized we're both to blame, but what could we do.

Yesterday, you just smiled at me, cause it'll still be 2 days till we say we're sorry.

It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry.

Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie

(huge outdoor stadium used for a variety of reasons, located in Ontario. The Robbie International Soccer Tournament is held there and raises money for charity. The Barenaked Ladies are from Canada and simply dropped the name in here to make people aware! Aren't they nice.)

I'm Back....

2007-04-04T13:24:00.001-04:00

... from Myrtle Beach. Our teams did well. Junior placed 3rd out of 4 and Seniors placed 7th out of 12. Not great, but not bad. For the five days that we were there, we didn't get a single chance to lay out in the sun, or swim in the ocean. Our hotel was even ocean side. So every morning, we walked out the door of our luxury suite and walked past the ocean, which we were only about 200 yards from, and got in our car and drove to the competition. Where we were inside all day, everyday. It was sad, but still fun. I did get to be in the ocean for a little bit, but it was at about 9 at night, so the water was a little chilly. I had never been in an ocean before, so one of the guys that went with us felt it necessary to drop my entire body in the water at one time. I got him back. And then he dumped his beer on my head. That sucked. So to rinse me off, he threw me in the pool. I was wet. I was cold too. And salty. The highpoint of the trip was the free alcohol night. Yeah... that's right. The company that was in charge of the cheerleading competition rented out the VIP room of one of the local clubs and gave us an open bar. That was nice of them. The lowpoint? The ride home. I drove for 14 hours! I wanted to die when we finally made it home. I was driving as fast as a possible could and my plan if I got pulled over was to turn off the car and act like I was asleep. And the plan probably would have worked because in the time it would have taken the officer to walk to my window, I could have fallen asleep. So that's my trip, in a very jumbled review.

Fun, Sand, and Sun!

2007-03-26T13:15:00.000-04:00

That's right. I am leaving for Myrtle Beach in just two days. I am super excited. I can't wait to get there and buy one of those spray painted t-shirts! Oh yeah... it will be cool to play in the ocean too. I plan to leave all my cares and worries behind and just have fun. But first, homework. And lots of it. More homework than ever before. Let me know if you want to help... with my homework that is. Because I have lots of it.

Lately

2007-03-13T08:42:00.000-04:00

I just haven't been into blogging. I don't have the internet at home, so I have to find time to do it a school. So here's a quick overview of my life since my last post. This month has been an emotional roller coaster. My grandpa died on February 6th, I was fired on the 10th, my grandma died on the 13th, and my roommate got in a car accident on the 20th. Tuesdays are not looking so good for me. Then on the 27th, the next Tuesday, one of my cheerleaders from Bay City got a call that her brother died... in Iraq. Yup, that's right, that funeral for the fallen soldier from Bay City, I was there. I do have to say that this was an amazing funeral. The amount of support from the community was spectacular. The newspapers and radio stations annuonced the path of the funeral procession and asked people to line the path holding flags. And they did! Lots and lots of people, with flags and posters. It was awesome. Schools had there students come out and businesses had their workers come out, and the fire station had their trucks flashing. Unbelievable. People really do care. Also, my great aunt died, so that's four funerals in one month's time. To top it all off, I didn't go anywhere for spring break. I am going to Myrtle Beach at the end of this month, but I'm not so sure I'm looking forward to it. I need to start tanning and dieting if I want to have a great time. And... it's a 15 hour drive. That's a lot of driving. So that's about it I think. Oh wait... my cat. She won't shit in the litter box! Right next to it! But not in it! Seriously... what else could go wrong? So tonight..... I'm drinking. Yup... I'm hitting Midland St. tonight for a friend's birthday. You're all invited.

I Don't Know For Sure

2007-02-12T15:00:00.000-05:00

But I think I got fired Saturday night. My boss didn't exactly say that I was fired, but she told me to punch out early. She said that I should be fired, but she was going to discuss it with her boss and they were going to decide what to do. But apparently word travels fast because before I even left, everyone at work that night already knew about it. Which is shitty. There is no reason for this to be public information without me being the one to tell. And they all knew what happened! I think my boss should be fired for her big fricken mouth. Anyway.... if I'm not fired, then I am suspended for the month of February. Which sucks. Hopefully that is what happened, so that when they do schedule me again.... I can quit. Because I don't even like where I work. One person in particular is super mean and I can't wait to not work there anymore so that I can cuss him out and not get in trouble. He deserves it. So I will spend the rest of the month looking for a new job, so that I can quit before I am fired. If anyone knows of any place that is hiring.... let me know... I'm looking for a job.

Comma,

2007-02-06T09:34:00.000-05:00

I am, in English class, right now. And, guess what, we are talking about, comma's. Seriously, I am a junior, in college. If we don't know it now, we're not gonna. So there. Here's to not giving a shit, about comma's, that is.

And.... does anyone know of any good movies? I haven't seen a movie in a long time. So I'm ready. But, I don't have a lot of money. So if I do spend what little I have on a movie, it better be good. Your recommendations can be movies that are still in the theatres or recently released on DVD. But please, no old movies. I want something new and exciting. Not crazy scary or sci-fi. But I don't want to cry through the whole 2 hours either.

So, here's, to c,omm,a's and how, much, they, su,ck!

Harder than you think!

2007-02-01T08:18:00.000-05:00

I got this in an email. At first I was a little shocked that someone could think of something so terrible. I still have mixed feelings about the whole thing. I am not sure if I should, or could, answer these questions. So feel free to leave any sort of comment you want. You don't have to answer, but you can if you want. You won't hurt my feelings.

1. If you were offered 1 million dollars for every friend you had, would you call me your friend?

2. What if you were offered 500 dollars for every friend?

3. 20 dollars?

4. 1 dollar?

5. Now, what if you had to pay 1 million dollars for every friend you had, would you call me your friend?

6. What if you had to pay 500 dollars for every friend?

7. or 20 dollars?

8. or what if it was just 1 dollar?

Can you even put a price on friendship?

Rebel, I Am

2007-01-18T08:54:00.000-05:00

Well... sorta. I am writing this while I am in class. Scary huh? I could get caught... and then yelled at. I guess that's the worst that could happen.

So far classes are going well. My English class (the one I'm in write now) is pretty boring and it starts at 8:30 in the morning. My other classes are going to be a breeze. One class, my first assignment was to go home and glue things together. Seriously. Just get random stuff from around the house and glue it together, then bring it into class. I glued ribbon and paper clips to an old CD, a rock to a card, and a rubber band to a crayon. I also tried to glue aluminum foil to aluminum foil. The nonstick side stuck to the stick side, but the nonstick side did not stick to the nonstick side. Interesting. Another class wants me to make a short scrapbook of myself and the people I love and the important things in my life. Another class I have to have a pen pal for. And another class I had to buy crayons and markers and watercolors for. Honestly, how hard can this semester be? So far, I think being a teacher is going to be easy. That's really scary.

Good For Building Snowmen

2007-01-15T15:20:00.000-05:00

And that's about it. All this snow makes it really hard to get to where you want to go, unless you are traveling by snowmobile, ski, or snowshoes. And I am not. Nope. I am traveling by car. So this snow is not so good. Also on the down side, classes started today. They were delayed four hours, but they still started. Better late than never I guess. However, the delay didn't really affect me because I don't have Monday classes. Or Friday classes. That's right. Huge long weekends, every week. It couldn't get much better. Unless there was no snow. So that's my thoughts for today. Because I have nothing better to write about. So if you have anything you would like me to write about, let me know. I am open to suggestions.

Wu oo Wu oo Wu oo

2007-01-12T13:32:00.000-05:00

NO PICTURE WITH THIS

ONE BECAUSE I DONT HAVE

THE PATIENCE TO WAIT

ANYMORE. IF YOU REALLY

WANT ONE, FIND YOUR OWN.

That's me, being a cop car. And yup, you guessed it. I got pulled over last night. I debated for a long time, which roads to take home, and apparently I chose the wrong ones. So here's the scene. I was driving last Friday on my way to Cincinnati on a snow white Christmas eve.... Jk. Lame joke, but I couldn't resist. Okay... really, I was driving home and I got pulled over for going super fast. How fast you ask? Brace yourself! 40. Yes, I was going 40 in a 35. And technically, I was on my way to going 35, but I got pulled over before I could slow down enough. See, I was one of those roads that goes from 55 to 35. I was about 100 yards past the new speed limit sign when I got caught. I pulled over and rolled down the window, put both hands on the wheel and waited for the officer to confront me. I didn't make any excuses... because I don't think cops like excuses. I gave him MY license, and my BROTHER's registration, and my BROTHER's OUTDATED proof of insurance. Damnit. Well... I didn't get a ticket. I never do. That's the third or fourth time I've been pulled over and each time they just tell me that I have a clean record so they don't give me a ticket because of that. Hopefully that works forever. But I did get a citation for not having a proof of insurance. Not my fault. All I have to do is show the court that I have a new one and pay like 18 dollars.... before 14 days.... or then I have to pay 200 dollars. I told the officer thanks and have a great night.

Chance of a Lifetime

2007-01-10T15:39:00.000-05:00

A couple months ago I applied to go on an alternative spring break. I recently got an email saying that I was chosen to travel to Lake Charles, Louisiana to help victims of the hurricane. I am super excited. Hopefully it will be a fun, life changing experience. Congrats to me. I will keep you all posted. I don't leave until March 3rd. So you all have plenty of time to say goodbye to me. Again... woohoo!

I Can't Let This Upset Me

2007-01-04T01:20:00.000-05:00

I had a great New Year's Eve. I met a lot of amazing people and danced my little heart out. The day after I got home, I checked my email, and what I thought was a good experience, turned into a bad one. Apparently I was disrespectful to the people I was with. I wasn't trying to be mean, I was just trying to have fun. My first mistake was thinking that this was a trip with friends. I was recently told that this was a school field trip. I guess I was confused because the professors were letting the underage students drink. Something a friend would do but a teacher shouldn't. So how was I supposed to know that this was a school trip? Anyway, the teachers paid for the hotel room. So we had not 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 or 6, but 7 people sleeping in one room. And because we didn't front the money, we had rules to follow. What were the rules for this group of adults you ask? It's simple. Use the buddy system. Which works all fine and dandy until everyone wants to do something different. And I don't mean she wanted to swim in the pool, and I wanted to go downtown and whore myself out. She wanted to sleep at 2:00 on New Year's day and I wanted to stay downstairs, in the same building, and dance until the party was over at 4:00. Well excuse the hell out of me for wanting to get what I paid for. I paid for a weekend event pass to dance, not sleep on the effin floor because of the lack of beds. So I asked permission, yes, my 21 year old self asked if I could stay up past 2:00 and dance. And I was told that the "ball was in my court." Great then..... I'll see you in the morning, I'm going to go dance. Well, because I was the only one who danced, I was breaking the rule and now I am in trouble. The consequence of my action, being kicked off the dance team. I am not fully understanding how one can be kicked off of a dance team for wanting to dance. But obviously it can be done. Since my most recent discussion with my instructors, I have been trying to think of ways in which I could have possibly been wrong, and I am yet to think of any good reason. Now I need to make the decision to be the better person and apologize for something I'm not sure I did, or if I should play my cards and win. Because I know that if I battle this to the end, I will win. I just have better cards to play, end of story. Normally, I wouldn't even think twice about it, and go in ready to fight. But I really like dancing and the people against me are my best connection to the dancing world. I can only pray that things will work themselves out. Until then.... I'm will to take any advice you have to offer.

And one really bad thing about Wisconsin, the liquor stores close at 9:00 p.m. Yes, no liquor or beer or anything unless you go to a bar. Dumb law.

Long Time, No See

2006-12-28T00:19:00.000-05:00

Yeah, so it's been awhile. Sorry, but look on the bright side. I'm back. As an explanation, since school has been out, I have not been on campus to use the internet. I don't have internet at my apartment because I don't want to pay for it. So there. Right now, I am at my parents' house. Here's my updates.

I finished this marking period with a 3.5 GPA. Which got my overall GPA up to a 3.186. Woohoo for me. I have to keep a 3.0 to keep my scholarship so I have nothing to worry about. Next semester doesn't start until January 15 ish or something like that. So I have a long break. If you have any fun ideas, send them my way because I am ready to pull my freakin hair out I'm so bored. But I'll probably never be happy because I don't want to be in school either. I just hate being bored.

As for the holiday, I survived it. I'm kinda short on money so if I didn't get you a present, tough luck. Maybe you should be nicer to me from now on. I got a digital camera from Santa. I love it. It's not a super duper expensive one, but it's perfect for taking pictures, which I love to do. So if you wanna see it, or if you want me to take your picture..... (clothes optional) give me a call, and we'll work something out.

I'm totally ready for New Years! I'm going to Wisconsin. I got invited to a huge West Coast Swing dancing thing, and I can't wait. Let the party start. I will update you as soon as I get back. I am leaving tomorrow night, and I won't be back until Monday. But there will be people at my apt. the whole time so don't even think about taking my shit.

And lastly, has anyone seen any good movies? I've been in a movie mood lately and I can't seem to find a good one. I rented Little Miss Sunshine, which was stupid with some extremely funny parts. And I rented The Break-Up with Jennifer Aniston. Awful ending. Please do not waste any money on this movie, it will only make you evaluate your own love life and then feel shitty about yourself. That is unless you are dating or married to someone perfect.

So that's it for now. Sorry this is so long. But I had a lot of catching up to do. Oh by the way, I love you all. And P.S. the picture with this post is a color blind test. If you can't see what number is in the middle of the circle, you might be color blind. Sorry.

I'm Glad This Is A One Time Deal

2006-12-10T18:44:00.001-05:00

I am extremely happy that I only have to turn 21 once. Don't get me wrong, my birthday was fun... and eventful, but I don't think I can handle that much alcohol ever again. I went with two friends from the cheerleading gym I work at. Tara and Tosha took me to Midland Street in Bay City. The bar we started at wasn't too busy. Just perfect. No once even thought to ask me for my i.d. Lame. I drank anyway. Started with a shot and a mixed drink. Then the DJ decided to anounce to the world that it was my birthday. Bad idea. Had a few more drinks, tried to order myself some water, and danced. Did some shots with some really big guys. Then headed to a second bar. First order... water! I seriously needed water in me. Again, the DJ anounces it's me 21st and this time I get called up to sing karaoke. Yup... Like a Virgin! I couldn't see the screen because my vision was a little blurred by this time, so I'm sure that I did a horrible job. After singing, things get a little fuzzy. Apparently, we dropped Tosha off at her house and then went to the Texan. Tara thought it would be a good idea to get food in me before I passed out. On my way in to the restaurant, I supposedly verbally assaulted to older men. Oops. Sat down, waited for the food to come. And then threw up on the table. Yes, on the table. Tara helped me to the bathroom, where I finished puking... on the floor. And then we left. I don't remember getting home. I do remembering begging people to call 911 for me because I was sure I was going to die. I woke up at about 9:45, with no pants on. Not sure how that happened. Aparently, I had taken them off before I peed on Tara's carpet! Oops again. I felt pretty good when I opened my eyes, and then realized I was still drunk. So I waited a little bit and then drove myself home where I passed out for the next 5 hours. When I finally woke up, I had the worst hangover in the world. I made myself some toast.. no butter, just toast. And had some really cold water. I started feeling better with the food in my stomach. Saturday morning, I was still feeling like shit. And today, I am still sick, but the hangover is officially gone. Moral of the story: Christa + lots and lots of alcohol = lots and lots of vomit. Maybe next time Tara and I go out, she will let me drink water when I order it!

It's Getting Close

2006-12-06T12:45:00.000-05:00

Yes, it's true. I will be 21 in less than 24 hours. I am ready for a fun filled weekend. Tomorrow is my actual birthday and I am going to Midland St. in Bay City with some friends. I would love to see some more friends there so feel free. That's the latest. Love you all. Oh yeah.... exams are next week, so wish me luck.

Oh Happy Day (oh happy day) Oh Happy Day-ay

2006-12-04T17:47:00.000-05:00

Because of the recent re-location, I no longer have the internet at home. This means that I do not have access to the internet at night or on the weekends. Please try not to cry. I know you are all very sad. Oh well. On a better note, my birthday is Thursday, DECEMBER 7th! I have finalized my plans. I am going to Midland St. in Bay City with some friends. Woohoo. It's gonna be a blast. If you would like to come, you are more than welcome. If not, fuck you. Well then, I am going back to class now, because skipping is not good. Well, skipping class is not good, actually physically skipping is really fun.

Less Work, More Play!

2006-11-27T16:56:00.000-05:00

For those of you who care, I am almost done moving. I have a few odds and ends left to put away until I'm completely organized. Woohoo for me. More importantly, my birthday is coming up. Yes, it's true. I will be 21 in 9 days. December 7! I am super duper excited. I am looking for advice on fun bars. Does anyone have a favorite bar or bars. Let me know. Thanks. I have a few in mind, but I want to start the party on Wednesday night and push through Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. So I need a bunch of fun places to go. Or if anyone has a huge place that they would like to donate to me to use for my birthday party..... that would be sweet. Unlikely, but sweet. Hopefully you will all flood my blog with comments. I'll check later.

Comment Time: Ummm.... to Amanda, I'm really sorry about your tummy. But I am excited for your dad's new house. Sounds like a great place to play a little hide-and-seek if ya know what I mean. And to Scott, good luck with the hair thing. I think it will be hard for awhile... having long hair and all, but it would be an amazing accomplishment. Seriously, how many guys can say that they donated hair to locks for love. I am totally behind you on this one. And as for the post before that. FU! Yup, that's right. You had an entire post about going to the temple to watch your favorite movie and you didn't mention me even once. Every time you get in my line, I give you everything FREE. And you always act like you don't expect it, but I know that's why you get in my line. So FU for not giving me any credit. I deserve a whole fricken post just to myself. (I'm not actually mad, but I did expect a little something. Oh well.)

Whoa.

2006-11-21T15:08:00.000-05:00

Yeah.... that's right. Whoa. Whoa, I have a lot of stuff. Tomorrow is moving day. I will pack my things into the vehicle that is transporting my stuff and I will drive across town to my new apartment. I am really excited about the moving part. Not so excited about the packing part. I have a lot of stuff. As I am packing... I am noticing that I have a lot of stuff, not only in general, but stuff that I don't use/need/want. So if anyone is in need of anything random. Ask me.... I might have it. And I'm not really looking to take everything with me so I think I'm gonna have to leave some of it behind. I would be happier if I knew it was going to a good home, rather than just forgotten in some old basement. But it simply cannot all go with me. This is definitely a great chance to un-clutter my life. (If that's a word) Also... if anyone has an insane craving to carry big heavy things up and down some stairs, let me know. I have just the job for you. As for me, I'm gonna get back to packing.

Comment time: This is a new part of my posts. Because I can't comment on any blogs, I will respond to them here. I'm glad Scott's party was fun. He looked amazing. And I'm sorry Amanda didn't have the great time she was hoping for. Too bad. I think that's it for now. Love you all.

I'm Still Here...

2006-11-20T09:52:00.000-05:00

Yes, it's true. I am still here. I just can't post on anyone's wall. Sorry Amanda that I couldn't help you with your homework. I tried to post a comment and couldn't. And I really hope that Scott's party went well. I wanted to be there really bad, but just couldn't. Hmmm.... that's two couldn'ts already. I hope to see pictures from the party and a grade from the paper. I'm sure both went well. So yeah.... that's it. Just a little update for all my friends. And thanks Scott for being the bestest friend ever and adding my link to your page. It did make me feel a little better about this whole thing. My love to everyone.

Still....

2006-11-15T16:39:00.000-05:00

Just for any of you who care... I am still mad. I even tried to make myself feel better by adding all the new things to my blog. It didn't help. I am still mad. Can you all post to my blog? Or am I just completely screwed?! If you can, let me know you love me. Because I am really mad about this whole thing.

FUCK!

2006-11-14T23:55:00.000-05:00

Yes... capital F U C K. I have never been more upset in my entire life. I am so mad right now. Ahhhh.... . Wanna know why? I decided to be brave and try the new blogger thing. It sucks. DO NOT CHANGE YOUR BLOG TO THE NEW VERSION!!!! The only plus, it that you can costomize it a little more. Like fonts and stuff. Oh, and you don't have to wait for your post to come up. It's faster. Wanna know the down side? YOU CAN'T POST TO ANYONE WHO HAS NOT CHANGED THEIR BLOG TO THE NEW VERSION. Seriously... what were these idiots thinking? Now, I can not post on any of the blogs I read because they have not been updated. I am so pissed off. I anwered amanda's questions. It took me a long time, and then, I couldn't post a comment and it didn't save. WTF. I can't post on any of my favorite blogs. So there you go. I took one for the team. You can all thank me with a drink on Saturday! So here's my advice: Either don't change your blog, or convince all your friends to do it at the same time. Oh yeah.... I know what you're thinking. You want me to just change my blog back to the old version. I CAN'T. So FUCK YOU blogger people!

Opinions Welcome

2006-11-13T16:47:00.000-05:00

What does everyone think about the new blogger? Has anyone tried it yet? Do you like it? Is anyone not really into it? Or do you just not care? It seems fun, but I don't have a google mailbox. So it sounds like I have to do that first. And I don't know if I want that added stress in my life. Hmmmm..... Let me know what your thoughts are. Maybe I'll be the brave one who tries it first!

The Price of Happiness

2006-11-10T20:31:00.000-05:00

I think I found an apartment. It's pretty nice, decent size. Cause I don't care what people say... size matters. It's in Saginaw, off of Midland Road. The only down side is that I have to walk outside to do my laundry. That's kind of shitty. But I get like 50 free rounds of golf at local golf courses. I'm totally gonna use every single one of them. It's about 600 a month for a two bedroom. So with a roommate, I'm looking at about 400 a month with electric and cable. I'm not paying any rent right now, so it's gonna be hard. But it's definitely gonna be worth it. And it's the cheapest place that I could find that didn't make me sign a 12 month lease. They said if I wanted I could go down to a 3 month lease. That is just super. So besides the fact that I am gonna be in debt for this, I am happy. Yeah.

Mmmbop.... do bop

2006-11-08T16:23:00.000-05:00

Why is it that it's the stupid songs that always get stuck in your head. I've been singing this one for days. Anyway, I've been super busy lately. School is starting to kick my butt! Tests here and tests there. And then when I think I'm done with tests... BAM! Another one. This week I haven't done much of anything. I keep waiting to study until the last possible second. I got my math test back and realized that waiting probably wasn't such a good idea. My gma is even crazier than before. She has really lost it. It's kinda sad. I know she's not herself... but I still get super duper mad at her. I think I found somewhere to live, so you can all stop worrying about me being homeless. (cause most of you didn't care anyway. oooo... Scott had to drive home with a broken window.... so what! Christa didn't have a home to drive home to!) On a happier note, I am in love! With West Coast Swing Dancing. It is honestly amazing. Every single part of it. I was even picked from my class to be in a Christmas show. I am beyond excited. Woohoo for Christa and WCS! I know this post was kinda all over the place..... but that's how I feel right now. My life is a mess and I wouldn't have it any other way. mmmbop....

2006-10-30T21:58:00.000-05:00

Justin Timberlake - My love (Minus intro)

I love watching him dance. I can't even lie.

Homeless!

2006-10-30T14:15:00.000-05:00

Yup. That's right. I have no where to live. I can't find a cheap apartment. My Gma doesn't want me to live with her anymore. Actually, I don't want to live with her! She is a crazy effin bitch. And I don't care if I ever talk to her again. She has made my life hell and I refuse to deal with it anymore. My roommate realized this before me and she is making the smart decision and moving out. And now I am looking for somewhere to stay. And I have a cat. This only makes things harder. So... if anyone needs a roommate... TADA! Here I am. Or if anyone knows of anywhere I can stay for cheap, please let me know. Or... if anyone wants a cat for a couple of months.... I am willing to pay. I need somewhere for her to live for a while. It would be a huge favor that I could return in beer or something. If you can't help me.. then fine. FU. Anyway... wish me luck. (That box might be my new home....)

Lately I've Been Doing a Good Job... Well....

2006-10-24T22:43:00.000-04:00

So I made two people sad/mad today. I didn't do either one of purpose. It just happened. The first one I accidently distracted the group of people she was talking to and she got super duper mad. I honestly didn't mean it. I am sorry that she got mad at me. But she was rude in the process. So she made me mad back. I feel really bad about that one. I feel even worse about the second one. See... she's my roommate. And we were joking back and forth about having STD's and what not. (I just want to take a moment to let everyone know that I do not have an STD but I do not think any less of anyone who does.) Okay, so I was talking on the phone to my mom at the same time, and my mom thought of a really good comeback. It was funny... to me. I repeated it to my roommate and she got really upset. It made her more mad than I had expected it to. I feel really bad. And my mom feels even worse. I apologized to her, but she won't talk to me. I wish she knew that I didn't say it to make her feel bad. I honestly thought she would have laughed or I wouldn't have told her. It was mean and I am sorry. Hopefully she will forgive me, and my mom. So... if you are reading this, than I am honestly sorry. Please forgive me. Anyone else... if you have any advice it would be nice.

Yucky Germs Everywhere!

2006-10-16T16:31:00.000-04:00

I am sick. Yes, it is true. I got sick yesterday and I am still sick today. I don't know how I got sick. I was my hands all the time. And I don't kiss other sick people. I guess I am just unlucky. You want to know who else is unlucky? The next person to use this computer. Yup, that's right. I am sick and using a school computer. I hate people like me. Now the next person to use this computer will probably get sick because my germ infested hands were all over the keyboard. Here... let's make sure that I touch all of the imortant keys. abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz123456789. Hah. If I have to be sick than so does someone else. Okay. Now I am going to go home and take a nap. And yes... that is a picture of a sneeze. Now do you understand why I am germaphobic?!

I Fucked Paris Hilton because I love giving blow jobs!

2006-10-11T16:33:00.000-04:00

Hahaha... I got this on my myspace as a post. It makes me laugh really hard.

Pick the month you were born
1----I fingered
2----I shot
3----I raped
4----I killed
5----I jerked off
6----I made out with
7----I licked
8---- I smoked
9---- I made out with
10---I slept with
11---I stabbed
12---I fucked

Pick the day (number) you were born on
01------a prostitute
02------a bag of weed
03------a hottie
04------a black pornostar
05------a bisexual
06------a toothbrush
07------Paris Hilton
08------an easter egg
09------a crackhead bitch
10------a mexican
11------a cat
12------the burger king guy
13------an overweight Asian man
14------an orange
15------frankie gotti
16------a pickle
17------your mom
18------a cow
19------A LESBIAN
20------a dog
21------a bottle of vodka
22------a drug dealer
23------a whore
24------a french guy
25------a bottle of henny
26------a jew
27------a homeless guy
28------The Trojan Man
29------a condom
30------a horse
31------santa clause

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing
White--- because i love marijuana
Black----Because I have a gigantic cock
Pink-----Because he was fine
Red-----Because I have amazing boobs
Blue----Because Im a gangster like that
Polka Dots----Because I hate my life
Yellow-------because i love to get drunk
Purple----Because Im gay
Gray----- because I love giving blow jobs
Orange-----Because I have double d's
Green-----Because I smoke crack
Other-----because i have an extremely small dick
Turqoise-----Because I'm beautiful
None----Because I'm a BEAST!!!

Snap, Crackle, Pop

2006-10-10T22:45:00.000-04:00

I just recently discovered POP ROCKS. Well, I have always known what they were, but I was afraid to try them until the other day. My brother finally talked me into trying them. They are kinda crazy at first. But then they get fun... maybe even a little addicting. So heres to POP ROCKS. They rock. Haha.

Awesome Stuff

2006-10-03T23:50:00.000-04:00

These are the top ten things that I love right at this minute.
1. The new Hedley song, "On My Own" (They are actually playing at FS Mall on Wednesday. Admission = 1 winter coat.)
2. My new toothbrush, it's purple.
3. My blanket, it may sound childish but I don't care. I can't sleep without it.
4. Downy fabric softener with Febreeze. It smells really fricken good.
5. The gap comercial for the little black pants. "If a girl wants to dance, then a girl wants to dance."
6. Razzles. Seriously. Really good stuff.
7. Diet Pepsi. Yup, it's fizzy and I like carbonated drinks.
8. The amount of days until my birthday. Only like 64. And it's gonna be my 21st.
9. The new dance shoes I have. They are capezios and they're pretty sweet.
10. People who update their blogs. I know. Kinda hipocritical because I don't always update mine, but I am a loyal reader to a few and I really like it when there is something new to read.

Purple

2006-10-02T21:00:00.000-04:00

I love coloring. Yes I do! Pictures in coloring books are the best. I am not so good at drawing but man can I color. I like using crayons. New ones. And you can't buy crayons unless they have the built in sharpener in the back. Buy you all knew that. And I really like coloring with markers too. But it's hard to find coloring books with marker pictures. For those of you who don't know... these are the ones with only one picture per page. No front and back action. Yeah that's it. So woohoo for coloring. It really does relieve stress or whatever you want to think. Oh, and the title of this post.... it's my all time favorite color.

I Can't Believe It!

2006-09-28T13:14:00.000-04:00

I missed the season premier of Grey's Anatomy. Yes, I know. I had class and I asked my roommate to tape it for me. I asked her to not watch it so that when I got back we could watch it together. Well, she said that she would watch it herself and then again with me. Whatever. But I threatened to kill her if she told me anything about it before I saw it. So I'm at class. And I left her, literally, a billion sticky notes to remind her to start the VCR. (That's so old school sounding.) I finally get home and we start the tape, as she goes on an on about how good it was and blah blah blah. Nothing. Absolutely NOTHING. Why? Because she is a dumb fuck and didn't run the cable to the VCR! Seriously. So basically she taped two hours of nothingness. How lame. I was almost in tears. I had waited all summer for this. So today is another Thursday. And I have class again. I will help her set up the VCR so that I don't miss it again. Oh... and when we finally figured out that the tape was not going to work no matter how many times we played it..... she says to me, "Do you want me to tell you what happened?" NO. NO. No, I do not want you to tell me. It is now your responsibility to find me a tape of it. Go. Hurry. Well.... I still haven't seen it... or heard about it.

Not Pizza

2006-09-27T12:55:00.000-04:00

Spaghettios and green beans. Yup. That's what I had for lunch today. Deal with it.

What!

2006-09-24T16:18:00.000-04:00

I enjoy my job. I like being around people and I like being around so much alcohol. For those of you who don't know, I bartend for wedding receptions and other important events. Last night I worked a Spanish festival thing. It was long and loud. I actually think I almost lost my hearing in my right ear! The music started at 6:00 and went non-stop until 1:00 am! I couldn't even hear myself think. When people came to the bar to order, it was a huge problem. First, I could barely understand thier accents. And the music being at such a high level made it almost impossible to make the right drink. The volume of this music would have put a teenage pimp, driving through the hood, rollin on 24's.... to shame! Even the old people at the event enjoyed the music so loud. I left with only 15 dollars in tips and the biggest headache in the world! Note to self... don't ever work at a Spanish festival thing ever again!

I Don't Really Like Tomato Soup Anyway!

2006-09-18T22:22:00.000-04:00

My roommate loves cheeseburgers! Yes she does. A few days ago, she tried to make herself a cheeseburger for dinner. Imagine that! I was in a pizza mood and opted to order out. Mmmm...pizza. My roommate got home before me and she was almost done making her cheeseburger before I ordered my pizza. Good thing. You see, her hamburger was fully cooked and the cheese on top was still not melted. I called her stupid for not putting the cheese on soon enough. We both decided that the cheese was just not hot enough. Oh well... pizza was almost done. So we both had pizza that night. It was pretty good. But we ordered from Domino's and didn't get those free brownies. Bummer bummer bummer. Then tonight... I tried to make a pizza in the oven. It didn't work. I totally and completely burned the bottom. So instead... I thought I would make some spaghettio's and a grilled cheese. (Spaghettio's are a good substitute for tomato soup.) I buttered the bread, and set the burner on low... so that I wouldn't burn it. After the bread was cooked to perfection on both sides, I put the sandwich on a paper plate. This was one of the last fancy paper plates that I had! As I cut the grilled cheese sandwich in half, I noticed something completely odd. The cheese was not melted! WTF?! I looked to see if the cheese was expired. Nope... not for another year. So, I did the only thing I could think of to do. (No I didn't eat the sandwich.) I called the telephone number on the cheese wrapper. First I was put on hold. Then a very nice man took my complaint very seriously. I politely told him that the cheese I had recently purchased would simply not melt. He got my name and address and told me that Kraft company would reimburse me and send me coupons for more cheese. He also put me on his Yummy Recipe list! Woohoo. Tonight was super productive.... I got free cheese!

And yes! This is a picture of a grilled cheese with a small bite taken out of the lower corner. If you look closely... you can see the picture of a girl on it. The women who cooked this the grilled cheese sandwich claims that it is the Virgin Mary. Whatever. I actually saw an episode of Miami Ink where the owner of this lovely piece of art got a tattoo of it. Yes.. it's true!

What a stinky day!

2006-09-13T23:33:00.000-04:00

Mondays and Wednesdays are my least favorite days of the week. I have three classes that pretty much take up the whole stinking day. It is always super hard for me to get out of bed in the morning because I hate my first class. It's geometry and I think that my third grade brother could keep up. Seriously. Someone needs to tell my professor that this is a college course and we are college students. She constently acts surprised when I answer questions in class. Well... no one else anwers and she won't move on until we understand the concept! If more people would get over their fear of answering questions in front of a bunch of strangers, the class would be way better. But no. So after my first class, I get to drive home for lunch. Then, back to school for Economics. Okay... this is a 300 level class. This means that freshmen should not be in it. And if one more person breaks the cardinal rule of sitting in a different seat than what you originally sat in, they will suffer the consequences. I was early to class the first day to get the seat I wanted on purpose. Tough luck if you didn't. I don't feel bad for you at all. Well, after making it through Econ., I only had one more class to finish out the day. A little break first, and then Math. Yes, another one. I am a Math minor and after this semester I will be done taking Math! Woohoo. Well, I registered for this class late due to some problems with the first professor I had. I like the new professor, but as a downfall, I was last to register so I had to sit way in the back! Oh well, I can handle this. Or so I thought. The first day I went to class... another kid (I'm gonna call Derek*) came to sit in the back row too. He skipped the seat in between us. Finally someone who knows the rules about finding a seat! As the last few students came in, there were only a few choices left. One kid (let's go with Jeremy* this time) came and sat on the other side Derek. So it went me, skipped seat, Derek, Jeremy. Well, today Jeremy got to class a bit earlier. Instead of the seat he chose before.... with and empty seat next to him, he chose a seat between two people in one of the front rows! I was like what? Doesn't Jeremy know the frickin rules? Oh well, this time it didn't affect me so I didn't worry about it too much! Right before class starts, Derek walks in and sits in the same seat as last time, one away. Then our professor starts the class with a quick little group problem. My only choice for a partner, Derek. Not anyone to get excited about! As we start working together I notice why Jeremy chose a new seat! Derek was the worst smelling kid I have ever sat next to in my entire life! Every time he flipped a page in his book... I got a huge wiff of nastiness! I could barely make it through class. I didn't even feel bad that I spent most of the class with my nose in my shirt! Seriously... it was that bad! (To get an idea in your head, think of the worst smell ever, then multiply it by ten, add the second and third worst smells ever, and finally mutliply by a trillion!) When class was finally over, one hour and fifty minutes later, I ran out and ran outside for some fresh air. By this time I was nasues with a serious headache. After I got in my car, I called my roommate to tell her what had happened! It took me the whole drive to Wal-Mart to get my point accross (like ten minutes). So as I was looking for a parking spot, I was slowly cruising along. I looked down to hang up my telephone call.... (this is a real shocker) ..... (are you ready?) .... (here goes)..... and when I looked up again...... IT WAS THE SMELLY KID! YES WAY! He was right in front of me. I almost ran right into him! So the moral of the story is... don't be a smelly kid. And if you are, don't go to Wal-Mart, or class!

*Names have been changed due to the fact that I don't know or give a shit what their real names are!

Notta!

2006-09-11T19:44:00.000-04:00

Well, nothing very important happening lately. I am just dealing with the stresses of school and work. I got an interview for a part time tutoring program. Seems like fun. Pays well. Hopefully it all works out. I will update everyone (or the few who read this) when I know more. I wish I had a funny story but I don't. I have not heard a lot about the whole 9-11 thing today. Surprising I know. I know there are a lot of people who are tired of the whole thing, and everyone has mixed feelings as to what really happened, but... that day sucked and it ruined a lot of lives. Just erasing it from your mind won't make it go away, it will just piss people off. So maybe a little prayer (or whatever you do) might be good. I don't know. On a happier note... actually... I got nothin!

WTF?!

2006-09-08T10:38:00.000-04:00

Seriously... WTF? I cannot get my cat to shit in her litter box! I have tried using a new litter box. I have tried different litters. I clean it every day... sometimes twice a day. I don't know what to do. Heres what happens. She walks around the house meowing to high hell. Then she gets in her litter box and digs around and pisses! Good! Then she gets OUT of the litter box and shit's on the frickin floor. And then she gets litter out of the box to cover up the mess on the floor! Bad! What do I frickin do? Seriously. I think she is mentally retarded. I called a couple of different vets and most of them said that I should schedule an appointment and bring her in. No way. I am not paying outrageous fees for some crazy guy in puppy and kitty scrubs to tell me that my cat is fine! Another vet told me to lock her in a small room with just her litter box for a couple of days! What? That's not gonna work... trust me. And the last vet I called said that my problem was unique and that she didn't have any idea as to why this was happening. She said that I didn't need to bring her in because she obviously wasn't sick, she is just special! What again?! So now all I have is a special cat that shits on the floor. Wonderful!

Drunk Dialing!

2006-09-08T03:21:00.000-04:00

Why? Why do people always feel the need to call random people when they are intoxicated? Is it because their inhibitions are lowered? Probably. People are less afraid of rejection when they drink. Sad but true. As for drunk dialing... not good... ever. So good luck to all of you who drink and then call the people that you haven't talked to in like forever. And good luck to all of you who are sleeping when your phone rings and you answer it thinking that someone is hurt or in need of your assistance and it is really someone that you barely know or someone that you mistakenly gave your number to! Good luck to. Any comments on drunk dialing?!?! Yeah... that's what I thought!

High Score... 11!

2006-09-04T18:14:00.000-04:00

Just click on it... you might like it! http://www.mcsaatchi.webcentral.com.au/tennischallenge/optus_tennis_site_edited.html

Baa Baa

2006-08-31T14:10:00.000-04:00

School started for the semester and classes are underway. I have already dropped out of one class. I know... I'm lame. But the professor was really cheesey and I couldn't take it. Hopefully things will get better. Only three more semesters after this one and I am a college graduate. You are all invited to the huge party I'm gonna have. I'll give you more details as it gets closer! As for more recent events. I will be 21 in less than 100 days! I am beyond excited. So that's my life (readers digest version) for now. I'll get back with all of you later. Oh yeah... kudos to Scott for doing such a good job in his most recent performance.

PS This picture has nothing to do with this post... I just kinda liked it. But not in a weird perverted way er anything. Maybe I just thought it was funny...

Let the FUN begin!

2006-08-27T16:46:00.000-04:00

My new roommate moved in this weekend. She's super cool and organized. She likes to keep all her stuff to herself and doesn't expect me to clean up after her like my old roommate did. I am anticipating a good year. So, she moved in last night and wanted to be all settled before Monday when classes start. She even spent money on carpet because the room I gave her had a cement floor. She was about and hour away from being totally done and we all decided to take a break. My mom had come down to help us totally clean the house and get organized for school. As we all sat down, it started to rain outside. So after an hour or so of resting we all went back to work. My mom went upstairs and found that it was raining in the kitchen! My roommate went into her bedroom and half of the carpet was completely wet. So basically it was raining inside the house! We had to move all the furniture back out of her room and pull up the carpet. Now we are going to make the insurance company pay for new carpet but we certainly won't be all organized before school starts. So that's basically it. And tonight we are going to The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I'm super excited.

Tears, tears, tears.

2006-08-17T22:45:00.000-04:00

I haven't slept in days and all I can do is cry. I totally and completely regret what I have done. I just don't know how to make the pain go away. I feel empty and alone. Sometimes I even get sick to my stomach. I replay the events over and over again in my head and I can not figure out why it happened. Too much pressure resulted in me caving in I guess. I can not make excuses and I can not justify what I have done. I can only wait and hope that I will be happy again. For what I have done, will hurt me and the others involved for ever. I wouldn't wish this feeling on my worst enemy. I don't see me being happy soon... or ever for that matter.

Damn It!

2006-08-13T21:46:00.000-04:00

Have you ever done something that you immediately regretted? I have. And I started regretting it before it even started. So why did I do it you ask? I don't know. I wish I hadn't! But now it's over and I regret it! This will probably be one of my biggest regrets in the whole world. It started out so innocent, and then it just happened. I really, really should not have done what I just did, but it's too late. Bad decisions always lead to regrets. Especially when you know it is a bad decision. Regrets suck, but you only bring them on yourself. So I totally and completely hate myself right now. So, that's it. Just one big fat regret that might possible ruin my entire life.

Impulse Shopping

2006-08-08T16:11:00.000-04:00

I have recently started watching Miami Ink. For those of you who don't know, this show is about a tattoo shop in Miami Beach. Real people come in for real tattoos and they leave their stories behind. The artists in the shop are amazing and use the body as a canvas for all different types of work. They do a lot of Japanese stuff, as well as personal artwork that some of the patrons bring in. There is also a girl who specializes in photos. She can tattoo any photo onto someone's body. It's amazing. Anyway, I was thinking of possibly getting a tattoo. But I can not think of anything that I would want permanently on my body. There are lots of people on the show with many tattoos, some covering their whole body. I don't understand how they can commit to so many permanent marks. So I started thinking what would happen if I just chose tattoos as important and meaningful things happened in my life. I would definitely have a tattoo of a soccer ball because I used to play soccer. And I would have an orange flower because for a long time my favorite color was orange. I would have the number 13 tattooed to my back because that was my favorite number all through school. Then there would be a tattoo of Zach Morris from Saved By the Bell, Mickey Mouse ears for the Mickey Mouse Club, and an elephant because that was my favorite animal growing up. I would have a bowl of spaghetti because that is my favorite food and I would be sporting dance shoes to symbolize the 15 years that I took dance lessons. My first boyfriends name would be over my heart because I was sure that we were going to get married after the first year. Good thing his name was Chris.... I could have just added the ta and fixed that one. But thank God I didn't anyway. We were not made for each other. And finally, I would have an NSYNC tattoo. I know, laugh all you want. I was in love with Justin Timberlake. I even saw them in concert. Good thing I am not one of those people who love tattoos. Just imagine what I would look like. Ha, I can't help but laugh at myself.

Holy Cat!

2006-08-03T23:57:00.000-04:00

Scott... this made me think of you! That's all I have to say about this crazy picture.

Spankin Used Cars!

2006-08-03T21:28:00.000-04:00

Is anyone selling a car? Anyone? My brother needs a car and we can't find one. Please no rust, low miles, clean, few dents if any. And oh.... under $2,000.00. If anyone has anything... please let me know!

The Great Lake State!

2006-08-01T11:05:00.000-04:00

Only in Michigan...

1. You never meet any celebrities.

2. "Vacation" means going to Cedar Point.

3. At least 1 member of your family disowns you the week of the Michigan/Michigan State game.

4. Half the change in your pocket is Canadian.

5. You drive 86 mph on the highway and pass on the right.

6. Your idea of a traffic jam is 40 cars waiting to pass an orange barrel.

7. You know how to play (and pronounce) Euchre.

8. It's easy to get VERNORS Ginger Ale, Sanders Hot Fudge sauce and Faygo Pop.

9. You know how to pronounce "Mackinac."

10. You've had to switch on the "heat" and the "A/C" in the same day.

11. You bake with SODA and drink a POP.

12. The movie "Escanaba in Da Moonlight" wasn't funny. You consider it a documentary.

13. Your little league game was snowed out.

14. The word" thumb" has geographical meaning, rather than anatomical significance.

15. You show people where you grew up by pointing to a spot on the back of your left hand.

16. Traveling coast-to-coast means driving from Port Huron to Muskegon.

17. You measure distance in minutes.

18. When giving directions, you refer to "A Michigan Left."

19. You know that Kalamazoo not only exists, but it is either raining or snowing there (and its not that far from Hell).

20. Your year has 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction.

21. Home Depot on any Saturday is busier than toy stores at Christmas.

22. You know when it has rained because of the smell of worms.

23. Owning a Japanese car was a hangin' offense in your hometown.

24. Everyone you meet out of state thinks you know eminem personally.

25. You drive 60 mph thru 2 feet of snow in a raging blizzard, without flinching.

26.You think Devil's Night is celebrated everywhere!

27.You believe that "down south" means Toledo.

28.You know what a "Yooper" is.

29.Up North" means north of Clare.

30.Octopus and hockey go together as naturally as hot dogs and baseball.

31.The snow freezes so hard that you can actually walk across it and not break it or leave any marks.

32.Half your friends have a perfect sledding hill right in their own backyard.

The funny thing is that these are so true and I thought people everywhere passed on the right!

Ewwww, Gross!

2006-07-26T16:36:00.000-04:00

I finally decided to take my cat to the vet. Her skin has been bothering her for a couple weeks and I recently noticed some black stuff by her tail. It kinda reminds me of the little pieces of rubber that are on a turf football field. If you have ever been on one, then you know what I am talking about, if you haven't, then you probably have no idea what I am talking about! Anyway, it looked gross... and itchy. I looked in the yellow pages to find a nearby vet and found this itty bitty place be Barnes and Noble called Banfield... er something like that. I hate taking Tiara (my cat) to the vet because she doesn't like going. But she did well. The rooms were clean, the service was good, and the staff was nice. Oh yeah... speaking of staff... SCOTT works there! Ha. I didn't know that until I got there. Well, Scott was super duper nice, even though he said my cat was fat and that her teeth needed to be brushed! Whatever. Ask Scott if he brushes his cat's teeth. I bet he doesn't. Anyway, Scott was nice and he put the first little tube of flea stuff on her back. The flea stuff comes in a little tube that looks like super glue, and you even turn the cap upside down and twist it back on to poke a hole in the top like you would do if you were using super glue! I think Tiara feels better. And I'm probably gonna have to call Scott so he can come over and put that super glue flea stuff on Tiara for me! I might have to bribe him with something. (Any ideas?) Or maybe Scott will have to call me to remind me when to put more of the super glue flea stuff on because I know I'm gonna forget. Hmmmm...

Ere...

2006-07-25T18:37:00.000-04:00

This past weekend was girl's weekend at the cabin. My Gma bought a cabin on Higgins Lake a long, long time ago. And once a year, all the girls in the family (18 and older) get together to have fun. The first night we always go to a bar. Well, this year, there was karaoke! We probably had six or seven performances. I say performances because there were 11 of us. And the karaoke people had a prop box. So we got to dress up! People who have been drinking all night should never be allowed to get into costume and sing karaoke. We had tons of fun. And somehow, I managed to convince the bar that I was of legal drinking age. I got served all night, well, until 2:00 am. During breaks from karaoke (there were some really bad singers who thought they were good) the DJ would play some sweet music. All of a sudden... that song about smoking weed comes on! You know, the one that goes... "I was gonna clean my room, but then I got high... la la something.... cuz I got high, cuz I got high, cuz I got high." Total dance song after seven straight hours of alcohol consumption! All 11 of us are out on the dance floor and my Gma walks over to me and pretends to take a hit from a joint and hand it to me! OMG! What a cool Gma I have! The rest of the night was a blur.

Son of a....

2006-07-20T20:45:00.000-04:00

Can anyone help me? I can not, and I really mean can not, keep air in my tires! They are supposed to be at like 42 psi. And they keep falling to like 22 psi or 30 psi. And it's not just the same one, it's all of them. What the heck? If someone is taking air from my tires (if that's possible), they will suffer! If anyone has any ideas as how to solve this problem, please let me know. I have been to the tire place twice already and they all seem to have sticks up their butts because they can't fix my tires either! So, if you know anything about tires, or air, please help me. Another thought.... if I filled my tires with helium, would my car float. Or would I get better gas mileage? Maybe?

Sleep Over!

2006-07-19T23:03:00.000-04:00

I am such a kid. I like to have fun and tons of it. I hate spending nights alone. I live in a basement, so night time is dark and creepy. I get jumpy and the smallest noises and creaks scare me! I am horrible. In order to keep my mind off of the fact that I hate the dark... alone, I invited my brother to stay over with me. He's eight! At least I won't be thinking about the bad guys who are coming to get me. So my brother wanted to see our cousins who he hasn't seen in awhile, so I agreed. What could four more little kids hurt. Well... now I am spending the night with a four-year-old, a six-year-old, an eight-year-old, and two ten-year-olds (they're twins). Yeah, so... what was I thinking?!?!?! So far, we have been to the park, Wal-Mart, and Little Ceasars. Now we are back home and we have enough junk food and pop to feed an army. There is no end in sight. I am going to be up forever. They are having fun. And so I am, I must admit. We even went outside (in the dark) and played with sparklers. Dangerous, but really fun! Hopefully, they will all magically fall asleep and stay asleep until at least 10:00. But it doesn't seem likely. Oh well, at least I'm not scared of the bad guys.

Shhhhhh!

2006-07-17T15:18:00.000-04:00

I was extremely bored the other day and decided the only cure would be flipping channels. I know, I know. I could have found something better to do, but I was tired from the past few days and I was feeling lazy. I stopped when I came to the beginning of a movie. I could tell it was a movie because important names kept randomly popping up and mysterious music was playing in the background. The only thing on the screen was a girl, running through the woods. I was trying to decide if I should change the channel before the movie got to creepy but it was the middle of the day and I still had many hours of light ahead. As the movie went on, I found out it was The Silence of the Lambs. I have heard of this movie before, but never actually seen it because I thought the title was stupid. Pretty shallow, but true. It actually turned out to be a pretty good movie. It was sort of creepy and gross, but still good. It didn't really have a lot to do with lambs... actually nothing at all. The main character runs away from a lamb farm when she is like 10 because she can hear the lambs scream as they are being slaughtered. That' s it. They should have called the movie Hannibal the Cannibal. Maybe more people would watch it. Silence of the Lambs just sounds stupid!

911... I'm Being Robbed, I Mean... My House is on FIRE!

2006-07-01T00:35:00.000-04:00

I have never pissed my pants but tonight I came super close! For those of you who don't know... I reside in a basement. Don't start thinking bummer. It's the coolest basement in the world. It has two huge bedrooms, a full bathroom, a little storage area, a really big living room, and a kitchen with a microwave and a fridge and a stove. It's like a little underground house. Except it doesn't have a washer or a dryer. So tonight I took some clothes upstairs to wash them. After the washer shut off, I put them in the dryer and went back downstairs to go to bed. All of a sudden, I heard this super loud noise coming from upstairs. It sounded like someone was throwing pots and pans all around the kitchen. My first thought was to call 911 because I was certain that I was being robbed. Wait.... what kind of robber is looking for a fricken cookie sheet?!?! That's when I realized that calling the cops probably wasn't a good idea. So I waited for a few minutes to see if the noise would stop. It didn't. Okay, maybe calling the cops is a good idea. But how stupid would I look if nobody was there and the noise was coming from outside or something. So I decided to be brave and go see what the hell was going on. I grabbed my phone... in case it was a bad guy. I guess I thought I would just tell the bad guy wait while a make an important call. Anyway, I make my way to the top of the stairs and jump around the corner ready to attack. No one! Which was good, because I do not have a good attack stance. The noise was coming from the dryer! Good news... no bad guy. Bad news... the dryer was on fire. Wait. THE DRYER WAS ON FIRE! Holy shit batman. I ran over to the dryer and opened the door so that it would stop! I pulled my pants out (of the dryer). Like magic, the flames died. The fire was gone. Thank goodness it was just a little fire. I could have died. But I didn't. But I do have to buy a new dryer because I am pretty sure that the one I have is not going to work anymore. It's old and burnt out. (haha burnt out) So that's it for all the excitement tonight. I'm safe and so are my pants!