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I command that you WATCH THIS VIDEO!! COMMAND YOU!!!! Rawr!
heh. I don't know why, but I'm in love with it. Dammit. The song sucks, but its so catchy. Blah. Much like the Paris Hilton Video. Blast.
Anyway. I figured I may as well update and let everyone know I'm alive. I doubt that you all care, but its nice to leave a little wave of acknowledgement, no?
Whats been up with me? not a damn thing actually. I spent my weekend with my little cousin, Abby. I took her for the day shopping and swimming. I thought I was tired when I brought her home Saturday, boy oh boy, did I not know what tired was. Sunday I went back there and helped my aunts and mom sort blueberries. Let me tell you, for all you people who LOOOOOOOOVE blueberries and such... You owe me your life!! The smush and bugs and... yuck. Just YUCK! Not to mention trying to fend off an 8 year old kid who is on a constant sugar high sans sugar. Its enough to drive someone to drink. Heh. Thats exactly what I did too. Drank a vodka and Pepsi when I got home.
So, I made enough to put some gas in my car, get my nails done (because they were ruined and already chipped like crazy), and get some dinner. I have to go up to Moorestown on the 2nd, and I'm hoping I'll have enough gas to get there and back. Keep your fingers crossed.
Speaking of which, I go to the open house on the 2nd. Woohoo! Hopefully, I'll be enrolled in school for the September classes. 2 years. 2 more grueling years here. Fun shit. Not really though. I'm excited but nervous too. I havent been to school in almost six years. I can do it though. I have no choice. I refuse to be a cook anymore. REFUSE! I need to make money, I need to move out, I need to pay off this freaking car.
So, yeah. School. September. Me. Its a date.
OH MY PANTIES!!
I had the yummiest yet frightening dream last night! Kevin. 10 inches. Chasing me. I'll just leave it at that. I seen him at work today and I couldnt stop grinning. I wonder if thats what he's really packing. HAH!
He's going for hernia(sp?) surgery tomorrow. He said he'll look like he had a C-Section. Sexy huh? Rawr.
Why oh why do I like a boy that is four years younger than I? Moreso, why does it seem like I like the nice ones, that slowly turn out to be asses. *sigh* I'm just hoping that his mood change is due to his hernia and the pain he is in. Yeah. Thats my story and I'm stickin to it.
Montreal next July. Woot.
GOOD LUCK SARAH!! ♥
heh. I don't know why, but I'm in love with it. Dammit. The song sucks, but its so catchy. Blah. Much like the Paris Hilton Video. Blast.
Anyway. I figured I may as well update and let everyone know I'm alive. I doubt that you all care, but its nice to leave a little wave of acknowledgement, no?
Whats been up with me? not a damn thing actually. I spent my weekend with my little cousin, Abby. I took her for the day shopping and swimming. I thought I was tired when I brought her home Saturday, boy oh boy, did I not know what tired was. Sunday I went back there and helped my aunts and mom sort blueberries. Let me tell you, for all you people who LOOOOOOOOVE blueberries and such... You owe me your life!! The smush and bugs and... yuck. Just YUCK! Not to mention trying to fend off an 8 year old kid who is on a constant sugar high sans sugar. Its enough to drive someone to drink. Heh. Thats exactly what I did too. Drank a vodka and Pepsi when I got home.
So, I made enough to put some gas in my car, get my nails done (because they were ruined and already chipped like crazy), and get some dinner. I have to go up to Moorestown on the 2nd, and I'm hoping I'll have enough gas to get there and back. Keep your fingers crossed.
Speaking of which, I go to the open house on the 2nd. Woohoo! Hopefully, I'll be enrolled in school for the September classes. 2 years. 2 more grueling years here. Fun shit. Not really though. I'm excited but nervous too. I havent been to school in almost six years. I can do it though. I have no choice. I refuse to be a cook anymore. REFUSE! I need to make money, I need to move out, I need to pay off this freaking car.
So, yeah. School. September. Me. Its a date.
OH MY PANTIES!!
I had the yummiest yet frightening dream last night! Kevin. 10 inches. Chasing me. I'll just leave it at that. I seen him at work today and I couldnt stop grinning. I wonder if thats what he's really packing. HAH!
He's going for hernia(sp?) surgery tomorrow. He said he'll look like he had a C-Section. Sexy huh? Rawr.
Why oh why do I like a boy that is four years younger than I? Moreso, why does it seem like I like the nice ones, that slowly turn out to be asses. *sigh* I'm just hoping that his mood change is due to his hernia and the pain he is in. Yeah. Thats my story and I'm stickin to it.
Montreal next July. Woot.
GOOD LUCK SARAH!! ♥