Kittens!

I got a kitten!  Her name is Splinter and she's adorable!  The problem however is that I don't have anywhere to keep her...so I think I'm gonna move!  Seems reasonable to me at least.  Totally worth it for my cute little splinter who won't shut up.  I seriously don't think I've ever met a chattier cat.  All day it's meow meow mew mew meow and so on.  Although I wouldn't really know I guess, I haven't had a chance to spend a full day with her yet...just kinda passing her between friends right now until I find a place to keep her.  I suppose I should move soon if I'm gonna go.  Winters in MN are kinda nasty.  Wouldn't want to move during one of those...

Hmmm...so I am listening to crazy bitch....love that song...don't care what anybody says...buck cherry is da bomb... :)

I"m also reading Psalm 89.  It's a long one, but it's cool.  I need to read my bible more often I think...it might help me be a little nicer...maybe even cure my antisocial personality disorder!

Well splinter, I'm looking for a place for us.  Seriously considering above the masonic temple.  That just sounds freaking swizzle, I'm looking into it don't worry pretty kitty.  I have tomorrow, I'll make some phone calls for us, don't worry pretty kitty, I'll find us a place as soon as I can :)

Bla?

I don't want my midweek weekend to be over.  I'd gotten so happy and used to having those nice weekends that occur on the weekend that now that I'm having my weekends at different times every week with the new job I'm all confused and conflaberated.

I had such an amazing dream the other night...I was attacked by ninjas and single-handedly fought them all off before the police got there.  But not in time to save poor Fido, he died from several gunshot wounds.  Poor lil Fido.

I've had the weird anti-video game urge recently...as in I have sat down to play, and then realized I really didn't want to.  I have to make those Renaissance costumes.  I'm so lazy, I doubt I'm going to finish them in time.  We're just going to have one shirt that I made while I was still all gung-ho about it.

My hair has started to grow out again in case anyone of my five followers cares...I think I'm gonna chop it off shorter ... or maybe just let it grow out all winter.  Probably let it grow out actually because that's free and I have absolutely no money except for whatever is in my change jar that I will have to live off of until next Tuesday.  Joy.  I didn't realize my paycheck came next week and not this one...my bad.  Although actually I think I might be getting one from my new job at 0800 on friday morning...cuase that job pays weekly.  I dunno, I'm all confused.  I need to make a collage or something for school.  Maybe I'll do that tomorrow or something.  It sounds really boring and annoying.  If I was just a tad lazier I'd decide not to.  But unfortunately for me I am not a tad lazier so of course I'm going to try and do it in time.

I wanna watch my mermaid show.  H2O is the best show in the world.  Especially if you've recently had a lobotomy.  I don't see why anyone wouldn't love it!

Yay for the weekend!

So yes I do realize that the weekend is almost over, but still, I enjoyed having one...it's been so long, I feel like i was reunited with an old friend!

Saw X-Men last night...sweet movie, filled in some gaps in the first three movies too, and was (IMO) much better made than the previous films.  However for die hard comic book fans, it might be a bit of a let down...didn't necessarily stick to the original story.  But you should probably be expecting that, neither did the other three...

I hate super Mario RPG...just throwing that out there...stupid Mario...

I think I want a salad for supper.  That sounds nummy.  maybe with romaine and spinach and shredded carrots and cherry tomatoes and onions and broccoli and diced egg and bacon and an italian vinaigrette and some basil. yayay.  throw some mozzarella in there.  yahyahyah sounds goooood.

OOh yah and I almost forgot I got the cutest pair of pelotas on Saturday.  they're like twine sandals with wedge heels and leather straps.  They're really super cute!

Chocolate Nirvana

So all i had to do was put some old-ish graham crackers in the bottom of a glass, fill 1/2 way with instant chocolate pudding, sprinkle mandarin orange segments on when the pudding was semi-set, and scrape a tablespoon (or two) of mascarpone cheese on the edge of the glass...oh yeah, and dont forget the hershey segment i stuck in the mascarpone for good luck!

Now I wouldn't call graham crackers strictly neccesarry, but if you're planning on eating the parfiat right away or soon-ish, they add a nice little crunch to an otherwise very smoooooth cup of nummyness.

Have i mentioned I loooove mascarpone!?  Italian sweet cream, it's basically a sweetish cream cheese...with half the fat of butter.  nom nom nom.  And i have plenty of it since this very lovable sweet person in my life bought like 40 pounds of it instead of 8oz....

Ugh...It's just the same thing every every day.  it is starting to get old...i dont do well doin the same thing all the time.  work school work school repeat five times and then its work work and then work school and so on and soooo on...I needa go to canada or the philipines or something...or maybe the friggin weather should be somewhere between 60 and 80 for once...without rain!!!! is that too much to ask?  its had its way since september, isn't it about time we saw the sun...but without 100 % humidity???  ahh, i'm such a whiner.

I dont have school today...which is why i'm writing on my blog...and needlessly stayed 2 hours later at work...and am generally being a pain in all's buttcheeks....or whatever.

Well that's just honkey dory...i dont have any viruses on my pc...good to know...my fingers feel like limp little noodles.

You know i've been thinking...most ppl write blogs with like a purpose, they want to tell the world about their adventures in knitting or the epic trip they are taking or something...i write just about nothingness, i.e. meself.  And it's pretty dang uninteresting too, if you ask me, which of course noone has because im stupid.  this might explian why i have only 4 followers....ooooooh i'm so tired.

My little sister just bought me a sequiny wallet its the coolest thing ive ever owned and i've owned a whole lot of nothing cool but whatever.

OOOh my back hurts like nothing in this world...i needs do to something about it...wooaa i think i'm getting dyslexic...ooh i need to go to bed so i can get up at 4AM and do it all agian!!  yay for going to bed at 4PM!!!!  good times.

failllll.....

So i tried making spring rolls the other day....

Epic Fail...

But it wasn't my fault!  I did everything right, i mixed all the nummy filling together perfectly, cooked the rice noodles perfectly, soaked the rice wrappers...maybe a little too long, they got a little big...and made the nummy sauce that you toss the filling in perfectly.  And the still were fail.

I blame Fido.  He was just standing there very unhelpfully with a little smile on his cute face...a very unhelpful yet cute smile...

They tasted good though!  You just had to eat them with a fork.  I have realized i do not know how to wrap a spring roll...and i have no good tutors on the matter either...  My version of wrapping said spring roll consists of:

1.  Take this size <> blob of filling...or so...
2.  Center blob of filling over cilantro leaf on rice wrapper
3.  Bring all sides of rice wrapper to center simultaneously and flip over before anyone sees the epicness.
            addendum:  if said rice wrapper rips/tares/falls apart ect.  take another one and wrap it over the other one...tada!

So yah, fail...although i did become slightly better throughout the process, i wish to be MUCH MORE BETTER!!!!

I saw the funniest video of my life today...and we'll leave it at that....

East Coast or Iceland?

So i've been working on my epic trip I'm going to be taking when I get out of school...I finally decided on a few things.
       1.  Doing the whole world in one go is impractical and more than likely would end poorly
       2.  Doing a continent at a time may be more successful
       3.  I'm calling canada, ice land and greenland a continent...and they will be my first spots
I just don't know where or why or when from there.  Canada has its own rail and air systems and the US has its and they dont always interbreed very well...so I might just walk to iceland...there is only one flight that I can see that goes their and it leaves from a couple places in canada and the US...boston being the one that I'm considering.

It all sounds so very fun.  As long as I get to churchill, MB, and see the Aurora Borealis I'm happy!

we have no jobs we have no money our pets heads are falling off...

well granted i do have a job...but other wise...yeah...how depressing.  I had a disturbing dream the other night.

My sister snuck into my room well I was sleeping and burned everything in my closet, later she started attacking people and trying to eat them and we realized that she had been possessed so for some reason we locked her in the attic right above my room.  She was flying around the attic though smashing into walls and keeping my awake at night and her presence was scaring all of the bugs and spiders out of the walls and they were crawling into my room and freaking my out well I was trying to sleep.  Disturbing.  I think i need to lay off the naproxin...

yeah.  need i say more?

Finally Saturday

It's kinda nice to be able to sleep in past three for a change...I was all worried last night that 3AM was gonna roll around and I'd be awake and unable to go back to sleep...but yah, the only reason I woke up at ten was because the heat was off and my toes were turning blue...Sleep...is there anything better??

The new Skyrim trailer is pretty epic.  I think that the dragon shout feature is going to be really awesome.  In the trailer the novakiin or however you spell that knows the three syllable shout...I think from what I read about the game though you're going to have to learn each word separately, and it will be the most powerful when you know all three...I'm just too excited...:D

Duke Nukem Forever is finally coming out apparently...May 5...It's on the "ill rent it" list right now...when I first saw it I was excited enough I almost preorder the balls of steel edition...but I think now that I've dwelt on it a bit I'm going to wait to gauge the reaction before actually forking out 90$ for a titanium bust of Duke...although man that would be hot to have in my office...  It took them forever to get this game out, i mean it's been nearly 12 years since I played the originals...for a while it seemed like Forever was a curse to companies, because every company that tried to pick up the franchise went under, but now Gearbox claims to have pulled it off...and yah, the trailer looks pretty nice...we'll see...

I had my first written test for our new term yesterday...umm...yeah...if I'd have studied it might have gone a little better...I guess I'll find out when we get our results back on Monday.

I bought another twelve pack of dew the other day..they're starting to pile up cause i buy them when they're on sale because I'm like that and then I never have any time to drink them...ahhh well...maybe I'll guzzle ten tonite...that would help my figure I'm sure.

I'm so excited for skyrim...that game is gonna be hands down amazing...I know it...I can't wait!!!

Almost done with Gen Eds!!!

Ugh the last six weeks have been terribly terrible to say the least, to put it positevly i remember why I am not going to a normal college...I hate sitting in a classroom...

But I'm almost done with gen eds, only one more week!!  I can't wait it's going to be epic to be out of speech and english and math...ugh...

my free time, homework ratio has been way off lately...cuase I'm one of those special people who believes that getting 8 hours of sleep is important, but when one is gong 4am to 7pm and then has several hours worth of homework to trudge throuhg it's kinda challenging...blaaaaaa

Can't wait for my four day weekend!!!  Maybe I'll even do something fun!!

Dejavu

Wow this is weird, i was just Google-earthing all the places that I've lived and i came to one of my old houses that i lived in for 8 or so years when I was a kid...and I've got this creeping dejavu feeling now...  It's like i remember those trees, and that bike trail, and the ice cream drive in, and the woods, and the fields, and everything...how weirdly creepy...it seems like it was just yesterday, and I haven't thought about that place in forever!

I hate being sick

my nose is stuffy :(  but on the bright side I have a three day weekend!!  no work tomorrow!!!

I made cup cakes today, I'm hoping to post pictures of them soon, but basically what I did was make some cakey cupcakes and brownies and cut the tops off.  Then i coated the bottom of the decapitated cake with a basic butter/powdered sugar/milk icing.  After that i put a nice sized scoop of cherry pie filling on them, squirted whipped cream around the edges of the cupcake and put its lid back on.  I finished them by putting another squirt of whipped cream on top and either drizzling chocolate syrup over them or just putting a single cherry on top.  They were very very good :D

I got the idea from a dream i had last night...kinda weird, most of my inspiration, good or otherwise, comes from dreams...i wonder if it means something...?

We had to Leave...

We had to leave.  It was noon now, but by the time we arrived at the settlement, the sun would be waning.  That was if we didn’t run into any problems.

I walked to the large garage where we kept the army tank we’d commandeered.  It was big enough to seat three.  I quickly pulled three environment suits out of the lockers lining the garage; my employers would be joining me soon.  I slipped into the suit, the canned oxygen which emitted from the mask, tasted stale compared to the rich air contained in the false atmosphere I was surrounded by.

All around me, outside the garage and stretching almost a mile square was contained in a huge dome constructed of metal and bulletproof glass.  The only habitable area in a desolate country.  I’d designed and helped to construct all the technology which kept the glass bubble running.  I was the only one who knew how it worked.  I was also the resident bodyguard, the only person in the dome who knew how to use a gun.  The once millionaire family who had taken me in, only asked I defend them from the menaces outside on their rare outings to search for survivors.  And of course, I had to keep the bubble running.  I guess we both benefited from the arrangement.

I heard footsteps approaching from behind me; my employer and his wife arrived and silently pulled their environment suits on.  I waited for them to finish, then stepped to the tank and helped them in, before myself dropping into its dark interior.

We had to go through three levels of sanitation before the last door opened and the great desert plains were revealed.  The sanitation was really only necessary for the return trip, when all traces of the deadly virus which had swept the land with devastation must be removed.

As our tank rolled out the door I looked out across the vast expanse of sand.  A barren desert now stripped bare by harsh winds and the deadly virus, but once it had been a fertile field, filled with trees and soft grass.

The tank traveled on, many miles further and further out in the sea of nothingness.  Our GPS locater was keyed in to the approximate location we were aiming for.  We’d been receiving garbled radio transmissions from what used to be a small town off the highway for several days now.  And my generous benefactor felt it his solemn responsibility to respond.  Not that I blamed him, it was just a long hike out into the middle of nowhere on limited fuel if it turned out to be nothing.

The trip proved to be uneventful, and we made good time, arriving around three at what appeared to be an abandoned filling station next to a cheap motel.

I leapt out of the tank first, guns at the ready, scanning the area for life.  When I had waited several minutes and nothing seemed to have moved I signaled for my employer to follow.  He crawled out of the tank slowly, helping his wife down as well.  I secretly wondered why he’d brought her.  To show her the extent of human weakness?  The complete lack of decency and self-respect the virus could embed in a normal human?  She seemed a poor choice of companions to me, but I hadn’t planned the party.

“Let’s go in.”  He gestured to the broken down door of the filling station.  He had a .22 grasped in both hands, I wondered if he was planning on opening a can of pop with it, or actually thought he was going to be able to defend himself against a mob of undead.

“Wait; keep your backs to the tank.”  I approached the station slowly, skirting around the pumps, I didn’t want to have any surprises.  When I was within ten feet of the door I holstered my mini-uzi’s and pulled the AK74 off my back.

“Any one in there?”  I heard a faint scuffling from inside, lowering the AK74 to my hip, I fired into the interior of the building.  Once again I heard movement, it was approaching the door.  My fingers tightened around my gun as a spectral figure came into sight.  It came to stand in the doorway, it had long stringy hair, its head was covered with oozing scabs, and what was left of its clothing was torn and tattered.  It saw me and immediately started a long, low moaning.  It began approaching me, reaching out to me, as if to rescue it.

I did.  One shot to the head and it fell down heavily.  I heard the wife cry out softly over our three-way headsets.  I turned the volume down.  The last thing I needed right now was distraction.

The moaning had alerted more of the infected residents across the town.  The filling station appeared to be now deserted, but from the hotel numerous creatures were emerging.  They slowly and deliberately walked through the floor-level doors.  Intent in their need to feed on fresh flesh.

“Get in the tank.  There’s no one here.”  I commanded.  The creatures were getting closer.  I heard the wife gasp again as they began pouring out of the second level of the hotel as well, simply falling off the balcony’s or stepping out windows, indifferent to any sense of danger or pain.  I could hear bones cracking and grinding as they continued to approach.

“Get in!”  I was backing towards them, not daring to turn around to see if they were obeying, all my senses focused on the approaching menaces.

I heard the husband telling his wife to come, but she was resisting, her eyes had locked on to one of the second story windows.  A little girl was leaning out of it.  She was waving her arms and gesturing, she actually appeared to be healthy.

“We can’t just leave her!”  The wife cried.  She was pulling in her husband’s arm, trying to make him agree.  He looked at me and I shook my head.  We were running out of time.

“We have to,” He told her, bodily dragging her to the tank.  The first line of undead was only twenty feet away, I hated to waste ammo, but I knew they were going to need more time.  I brought my rifle to me shoulder and fired at the first zombie, he fell down, the others continued to walk, and they didn’t even seem to notice the noise.  I fired again, and another undead fell.  The husband had his wife almost in the tank, but now I was cut off.  The zombies were between me and the tank.  I began a wide spread of fire, hitting low, trying to knock them down.  I knew they couldn’t feel the pain, but a shattered femur will always slow you down, regardless of your pain tolerance.

The husband was standing on the tank, firing down into their midst with his pea-shooter.

“What the fuck are you doing?!  Get in the tank!”  I hollered over the headset.  He looked at me across the sand, seemingly not understanding.  The zombies were clawing at the tank, I directed my fire at them and they fell back.  Slowly he lowered himself into the tank, but left the top open.

With the man and wife out of reach, all the zombies turned their affection towards me.  I tried to run around them, firing into their midst to flank them, but they continued to block me off, until I found myself surrounded.  I charged into what used to be an elderly woman, glasses still on her nose, and dried blood caked around her mouth.  I knocked her down, firing one shot into her forehead before turning, throwing a steady stream of bullets into the zombies by the tank.  Some of them fell not to rise, but many were only temporarily stunned.

I knew I was going to have to reload soon, I needed some space.  I swerved and fired my last bullet into a teenage zombie with dreadlocks.  I jumped over his body, smashing the butt of my gun forward into another attacker, slowly purging a retreat.  I continued to move through the undead, once I felt fingers grasp my environment suit, with a swift movement of my rifle I plunged the barrel into the flaking white skin and through the soft bone of the faceless mutant.

Finally I broke through their ranks; I sprinted forward, only increasing the distance between me and the tank.  I jumped and rolled in the sand, coming around in a crouching position facing the zombies.  Steadily I pulled the old clip from my gun and replaced it with a fresh one from my belt.

In the few seconds I had before the zombies reached me I scanned the area, trying to find an escape.  My eyes alighted on an ice cooler, covered in dust and blood situated outside the filling station, if I could get on it, I’d be able to reach the roof.  Then I could snipe them off one at a time.  At my leisure.  It sounded too good to be true.  All I had to do was lead the mindless horde away, and then make a dash for the station.

I put my plan into action immediately jogging backwards, the zombies continued to follow me, they were able to go faster than I could go backwards without risking stumbling.  I fired at them, knocking down the front ranks, and making the ones behind stumble over their bodies.  In this way I continued to keep them within ten feet of me until I was about 100 feet from the filling station, the vast expanse of sand behind me and on my left and right.  And the blood thirsty mutants before me.

Swinging my rifle onto my back I put every molecule of energy I had into speed.  I sprinted towards the ice cooler, purposely not looking back.  If I had, I would have seen that after their first second of confusion at the sudden change in speed, they moved fast.  The ones that could go faster, trampled over the slower ones, they weren’t going to let me escape that easy.

I reached the cooler and jumped; I caught the lip around the top of the cooler and hoisted myself up.  I felt something catch on my leg just before I had finished pulling it up.  I reflexively kicked back and the grip loosened.  I looked down to see a mutant picking itself up from the ground, there was blood on my heel from where I’d kicked its face.  I pulled out one of my mini-Uzi’s and shot the zombie back down to the ground.

From the roof I was able to see all the zombies congregating down below me.  They were clawing at the cooler, but there was no strength in their lax muscles; they’d have no success in getting up that way.  I inspected the circumference of the rest of the roof, no where else would they be able to get up either.  I found myself filled with a thrill of success.  I’d outsmarted them.  But then I was brought back to earth by the thought that they were mindless mutated animals, and if I couldn’t outsmart them it wouldn’t be saying much for me.

I slowly and carefully took aim from the edge of the roof and sniped at the zombies.  One after another fell, every one of my bullets carefully planned.  When I ran out of ammo their numbers were greatly reduced, I counted and found that only ten of the mindless mutants were still circling the station, futilely trying to reach me.  I swung my AK74 on my back and pulled the twin mini-uzis from my hip holsters.

As the last of the zombies fell under the barrage of the rapid fire I heard a cheer from over the headset.  I’d almost forget that my employers would be watching over the camera’s mounted on our transportation.  I resisted the urge to salute them.  But I let myself bask in the glow of success as I leapt from the roof and strode across the body-ridden arena towards the tank.

Perhaps that was my mistake, or perhaps what happened next could not have been avoided even if I’d been at my most cautious.  Either way, it happened.  I made a stupid mistake.  I saw my empty discarded ammo clip lying on the sand, partially covered by a zombie.  I kicked the body out of the way and bent to pick up the empty clip.  But the body wasn’t quiet dead.

The moment I took my eyes from it a wiry hand shot up and grabbed my arm, pulling me off balance.  I struck out with my free arm and smashed my hand down across my assailant’s radius.  I heard the bone crack, but still, the grip remained like iron.  And then another arm wrapped itself around my kneck, pulling my head back.  I felt teeth grating on the outside of my helmet, I yanked my head away, but the mutant clung tight, increasing it’s grip as it smelled the potential of feeding.

Focusing mainly on the zombie wrapped around my kneck, I temporarily lessened the priority of the one gripping my wrist.  I pulled a mini-uzi from my belt with my free hand and fired behind myself into the dead flesh which held me in a bear hug.  The grip loosened enough that I was able to swing around and knock the body from my back, as I did so I felt the other zombie on my arm tear free as well.  Before either of them could move again, I planted a shell in both their brains.

I exhaled.  I could hear my employers talking in hushed whispers over their headsets.  I wondered if they were disgusted or impressed.  I was a little of each.  At least I was still alive.

But the thought froze in my head as a reached down to retrieve the AK74 cartridge.  The right arm of my suit had been torn open, and blood was running down my exposed arm.  For a moment I was sure my heart stopped, as I stood looking at the wound.  It was relatively minor in comparison to some that I’d sustained over the years, but any wound, no matter how small if it was inflicted by one of the infected creatures it spelled death.  Even worse, it meant you were destined to join their ranks.

The understanding seeped through me slowly, I felt numb all over, and yes, I was disgusted.

I turned up my headset and spoke as clearly as I could into the mic.

“You guys are alone now.”  I picked up my mini-uzi from the ground where I’d dropped it, I looked at it as if it was a strange object, a bazooka in the hands of an infant.  I could hear my ex-employers talking urgently into the headset, but I ignored whatever their ever-so-helpful advice was.  I slowly unstrapped my helmet and dropped it onto the sandy ground.  It thudded softly as it rolled to a stop at my feet.  The air was dusty and smelled overly rich of dead and decaying flesh.

I raised my uzi to my head; the metal pressed firmly against my skull was a strange feeling, but freeing and rebellious as well.  My eyes scanned the area one last time.  Taking in everything in a strange light.  Nothing looked the same, all the colors were more vivid, and everything was so much more real suddenly.  My eyes rested on the tank, now easily accessible, all of the zombies lay scattering the ground.  I’d come so close.

“Good luck.”  I whispered to the static tank.  I smiled as my finger pulled the trigger.  Good Luck.

ugh

allow me to whine.

I've been working for almost 14 days straight, i technically had monday off, but i had a three hour doctors appointment and school so I don't see as it counting as being a free day.  Other wise i've been working 0445 to 1315 for the last week and a half and it is starting to suck terribly.  I Just Am Falling Apart!!! ....

Dang I have like four things I need to turn in within the next week, kinda sucky.  I think I just finished one of the papers, but I still need to write two speeches and fill out this trainer thing for work so that I'm officially awesome...they own me :(

I was off by -.30 today on my drawer.  that vaccums.

I really wanted to make cookies today, I was thinking about warm and delicious chocolate chip cookies just a little crunchy on the outside and warm and chewy on the inside.  I really really want some, I can practically smell them right now.

I should probably go to bed seeing as I finished my first written report and so now I only need to do three things.  One of them is supposed to be an interactive grammar interpretation or something or whatever.  I don't really want to do it i think maybe i'll just skip that day, i'd rather not give a presentation on anything.  I'd rather just sleep.


SLEEEP.  It's what I'm craving.  I've been so crazy busy these last couple of days that I managed to get the sheets off of my bed to change them, and didn't actually put fresh ones back on the bed until just a couple of minutes ago today.  Ugh...anyways, I had a cool dream about zombies the other night...I wrote it up...heck why not throw it on the ol'e blog?

name something that happened in your life which would make a good novel

I have gen eds now...i thought that they would be nice and easy but turns out they're terrible and easy...oh well...  we're practicing free writing right now which is basically what i do whenever i sit down and write, only without a topic...its waaaay to easy, and i could extremely easily loose myself in it because i like to write so much...but i have to remember that i am around ppl and then i feel a little self conscious because i look like a word nerd or whatever.

i also have to give a speech on an assigned partner on Monday or something.  That should be fun.  I actually like giving speeches but it's different in front of your friends because i feel like we're just messing around and it's hard for me to be serious and if i'm serious then i feel way too serious and i feel like i'm being lame.  But i think i'm just going to have to suck it up and be serious.

I got called the valedictorian today :D

And i'm going to make this beef hot pocket thing this weekend.  It looks really good it's cheesy and spicy and beefyness all wrapped up in light flaky buttery dough and baked in the oven until it's golden brown and scrumptious.  Hopefully it's as good as the manicotti i made last weekend that stuff only lasted two nights!!!  Haha spellcheck wants to turn manicotti into manically stupid spell check.

But anyways...i get to work at 0445 again tomorrow...that's gonna be sooo much fun or somethin....*sigh*

2011!!

Yay!!! i can finally legitimately write 2011 on stuff!  For some reason i've been signing all my checks and papers 2011 for a while already, just anticipating i guess.

Ugh, school started again today...kinda depressing, even though i like it and am with all people i know and like its still kinda depressing wow thats kinda a run on sentence now that you mention it!  I have speech, math and English...the math is unbearably hard...we had to do fractions and ratios today...so complex...my little brain...haha

I've also officially started physical therapy today...and i learned a great lesson...make sure to mention PHYSICAL therapy when talking to people...just saying therapy makes them wonder about you.

Other than that nothing too exciting has happened...oh i stayed up for the new year kinda and played video games and didn't drink any mt dew which is amazing.  but other than that just life as usual...for me...driving on the wrong side of the road, getting lost in my neighborhood, forgetting people's names, acting ADD, nothing too exciting.